Summary: The two years they've been dating Minho has never told Jisung he loved him. Jisung knows Minho is cold and has trouble expressing his feelings, but Jisung can't help but doubt their relationship.
Contains cursing! Please don't read if that makes you uncomfortable.
Type: Angst with a happy ending.
Word Count: 1088
Jisung walked back to the table to where him and his boyfriend, Minho, were sitting at in the back of the cafe. Minho had his headphones in as music blared loudly, where Jisung could fairly make out the words.
Minho typed away on his computer as Jisung sat down across from him, placing the two iced americanos down they got. Minho gave Jisung a slight nod as a thank you as Jisung smiled softly at him.
Looking outside, Jisung noticed the rain pouring down as he sighed contently, loving the rainy weather as he sat together with his boyfriend.
As Jisung sat down, he felt Minho move his legs under the table so their two feet could touch, just a small gesture Minho always did to be close to Jisung. Jisung bit his lip as he suppressed a smile as he opened up he own computer, before beginning to edit some music he had.
A few minutes went by until Jisung was interrupted by a soft voice saying Minho's name. Looking up, Jisung noticed a guy coming up to them smiling brightly as Jisung looked up at Minho, noticing how he was also smiling brightly.
'Why doesn't he smile at me like that whenever he sees me?' Jisung thought as he swallowed a lump in his throat, forcing a smile at the guy.
He had beautiful black hair, brown eyes, fair skin, dressed nicely, and was a bit taller than Jisung.
"Please sit down" Minho told the guy as he moved a chair out for the guy to sit as Jisung continued faking a smile.
The guy smiled at Jisung while he extended his hand, "Hi I'm Jiwoo" he smiled as Jisung shook his hand, "Jisung."
Minho and Jiwoo continued on talking as if Jisung wasn't even there as Minho never once stopped talking or smiling.
Jiwoo turned towards Jisung before he spoke, "We used to date in high school" he started as Jisung felt his stomach drop as Jiwoo continued on.
"But we broke up because we wanted different things. Yet, I'm glad to see he moved on!" Jiwoo gleamed while squeezing Jisung's hand.
"You two look so cute together" Jiwoo smiled as Minho looked down at the ground as he shuffled his feet.
After a while Jiwoo excused himself as he had classes at university. Once he left, it was silence again. Minho wasn't smiling anymore or talking, as he went back to working on his computer.
Jisung wasn't feeling it anymore as he grabbed his things, putting it all back into his bag before he looked at Minho.
"Imma head out" Jisung spoke as Minho just nodded and mumbled a soft hum of approval.
Jisung contemplated on saying it, but he said it anyways like he always does.
"I love you" he whispered as he stood up, waiting for Minho for say it back, but all he got was a small "Okay."
Jisung didn't have the courage to fight anymore as he sighed, sitting back down in the chair as Minho looked at him.
"I thought you were..." Minho went to say, but Jisung cut him off.
"I can't do this anymore" Jisung whispered under his breath, his eyes glossing over and his stomach turning into a knot.
"I'm not happy anymore in this relationship" Jisung continued, the tears he held back slowly making their way down his face.
"And I don't think you're happy either" Jisung spoke.
"I mean fuck," Jisung choked out, laughing bitterly as he spoke each word "You can't even tell me you love me back."
Minho wanted to say something but Jisung never stopped, "Which makes me think you never loved me. Which makes sense on why you can't say it to me. I mean I love you, so it's easy for me to say it, but I realized I'm the only one who loves the other in this relationship."
"At this point I'm not mad anymore, I'm just tired."
Those words broke Minho as he took out his headphones, setting them down on the table as he went to take Jisung's hands into his, only to be rejected. That gesture made Minho feel as if he would throw up. This type of fear was something Minho has never felt nor experienced; and he hated it.
"Let's just end this here okay?" Jisung whispered as he began wiping the tears from his eyes with the sleeve of his hoodie.
"I mean shit Minho, you smiled at Jiwoo like you never smiled at me" Jisung choked out.
Minho shook his head no as all the things Jisung were saying wasn't true, but overtime Minho made him think they were true.
Minho pushed his chair back at he stood up, leaning over the table as he placed his lips on Jisung's.
Pulling away, Minho whispered against Jisung's lips as tears continued to stream down the younger ones face.
"That's not true. I have always loved you, and somehow you make me fall in love with you even more every single day" Minho spoke as Jisung closed his eyes in sorrow yet was now crying from pure happiness.
"Don't lie to me" Jisung choked out as Minho began to kiss away each tear that fell from Jisung's face, watching as all the people in the cafe stared at the two of them.
"I'm not lying to you" Minho cooed gently, "And I'm sorry for ever making you doubt. I know I don't have any excuses, but no one taught me how to love someone. So please," he whispered, his own tears beginning to take over too.
"Teach me how to love."
"But I don't want you to change who you are" Jisung whispered against his lips, feeling Minho caress his cheek gently with his thumbs, making him feel so safe and loved.
"Just tell me you love me a bit more" he finished.
"Well..." Minho whispered, a soft tint of pink making it's way to his cheeks, "I love you."
Jisung giggled softly as he hiccuped over his now happy tears as he left a small peck against Minho's lips. And he noticed that the rain was now gone as a soft rainbow now filled the sky.
"I love you too."
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