Not made for me - Minsung

Epilogue

2 years later

"Hannie" Minho called as he entered the living room, seeing his lover obsessed with his anime.

"Yeah?" Jisung said, not even turning his eyes from the screen.

"Dinner's ready" Minho said, bringing the plates to the table.

"Yaay" Jisung cheered, pausing his anime and going to the table, sniffing and smiling as he smelled the delicious homemade food. How lucky he felt at these times.

"Can you feed the kids while I cut the meat?" Minho asked softly, taking the knife.

"Yep" Jisung said, taking the cats food and giggling as the three cats started surrounding him, hurrying Jisung to feed them "Eat well SoongDoongDori" He said as he feed them, smiling at their cuteness.

Minho watched him in awe, the scene was so domestic, he felt his heart flutter.

Jisung sat down at the table, drooling at the sight

"Thanks love" He said, digging in the food and complimenting the chef.

The two boys have moved in together after a whole year of their relationship. They didn't want to go too fast nor rush things, but they were always at the other's house anyway, so it was better like that. Their friends also encouraged them to do it, knowing that the two would get along perfectly anyway. They both loved it so much. They had a pretty house, pretty big because they could split the rent. Jisung had never felt so much at home, had never felt so happy to share his daily habits with someone. They got along perfectly, as their friends expected. Minho took good care of Jisung and they rarely argued.

"Have you taken your medication?" Minho asked, helping his boy.

"Shit" Jisung said, running to his pills and taking them in one shot. He had forgot. If Minho wasn't there, he would have always forgotten.

"Are they already empty?" Minho asked as he watched the boy come back to the table

"Soon enough, I'll tell Mr. Jung" Jisung reassured as Minho nodded.

Jisung has been seeing a therapist.

He had seen one for half of his life, the boy needed a grip on his mental health, but when he stopped, things went down for him. That was one of the reasons Jisung never healed fully, why he was so scared of love, because he didn't want to face therapists again. Jisung used to be afraid.

When the two boys started to go on dates, Jisung truly wanted to be Minho's boyfriend, but his fear kept him back.

For Minho's sake, he decided to contact another therapist, and went there regularly. The therapist was extremely good to Jisung, he was understanding and never blamed him for his decisions. He helped the boy overcome his stress and also put him on other medications, some that were more suitable for his trouble.

Minho likes to remember the day Jisung told him he was healing.

"I'm sorry, I'm late" Jisung said as he arrived late at the cafe

"It's okay Ji, where were you?"

"At the therapist" Jisung said, as Minho's mouth hang up in shock

"You started seeing one?" He asked, gasping

"Yes" Jisung said, proud of himself "I wanted to be healthy for you"

"Jisung..." Minho said as he took the boy's hand, kissing it softly "I'm happy you're taking your time to heal"

"I want it to be faster tho" Jisung chuckled

"No need to rush, you know I'm waiting for you"

Minho smiled at the memory. Jisung had been doing so well, he never failed a therapy session, he always took his medication, he was so open about his feelings, he had been findind healthier ways to cope, he had been healing so well.

Jisung also felt more comfortable with himself. He started losing his flashbacks, and the voices shut down, leaving him in a relaxing peace. But he was grateful to be around Minho. He knew he couldn't have come that way without him. He was his motivation to heal.

Jisung worked hard on himself and as time passed by, he fully opened his heart to Minho after a few months seeing his therapist.

"Baby" Jisung called, pulling the sheets to cover more of his naked torso.

"Yes?" Minho said, as he brought Jisung's body closer to his, giving butterfly kisses to his shoulder

"What are we actually?" Jisung asked, out of nowhere

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we go on dates, we fool around, we're always together, what is so different from a relationship?" Jisung asked

"Well, nothing" Minho answered as he chuckled "I'm already fully yours, and we kinda are exclusive. We're just taking our time to make it official I guess" Minho explained, staring at the boy's cute reddened cheeks.

"Didn't we say that we should stop fooling around?" Jisung asked with a chuckle

"Well, you can't keep your hands to yourself and neither can I" Minho answered honestly "And I don't mind, I know you want me" Minho said with a smirk, fiercely, as always.

Jisung stared at him in awe. He was right, Jisung wanted him, more than anything.

"I want it official, now" Jisung said, moving his body to face his lover

"Are you asking me to be your boyfriend Hannie?" Minho asked, a big smile founding his lips

"Yes"

"Then I accept" Minho said, bringing his lips to the boy and kissing him lovingly.

"Round 2?" Minho asked as Jisung chuckled.

Jisung had never felt so complete. He had anything he wanted, an amazing boyfriend, cute cats, a nice house, the jobs of his dreams, he couldn't need anything more.

After eating, they washed the dish together, putting some music on and singing along.

Suddenly, Minho's playlist played a special song, HAN's 'Alien'.

"You listen to 'alien' ?" Jisung asked, smiling proudly at his boyfriend.

"Of course I do, my boyfriend is a famous rapper, can't I be proud?" Minho answered, pinching the boy's cheeks.

3racha had been getting successful, they were one of the biggest producers for the industry, and they had been working a lot in their own career, making music as a group.

Jisung's 'Alien' had gone famous, putting the spotlight on 3racha's musics, and they were slowly getting more and more recognition, winning trophies and shows.

"I love you" Jisung said, kissing the boy's nose

"I love you too" Minho answered, looking at him endearingly.

"Let's put you to bed, you big baby" Minho said as he grabbed the boy by the legs, carrying him like a princess while Jisung tried to wiggle out of his grip.

"Put me down" Jisung said, a laugh escaping his mouth as he was getting carried to bed, his lover drowning him in kisses.

From the outside of the house, you could hear the sweet sounds of laughs resonating around, pure happiness filling their lives.