Cold Hands, Warm Heart ✧ Minsung ✧

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Minho's mind was empty, his work was in auto mode for the past few days.

Chan had noticed the younger was going through something and set a plan to talk with him.

After a long day at work, Minho was walking to his car when he saw Chan leaving at the same time.

"Hey"

"Hi, Minho" Chan greeted, smiling at him.

"Are you going home?"

"Ahn, yeah, maybe, I don't know." Minho shook his head confused by his own words, he didn't know what to do besides looking for Jisung and getting drunk. "And you?"

"I was thinking about getting some drinks at this bar, what do you think?"

"Huh?" Minho blinked a few times, that's exactly what he needed.

"Do you wanna come with me?" Chan dimples appeared as he smiled.

"Of course, let's go! I need alcohol" Minho gestured to the elder to come on board.

Minho and Chan walked into the dimly lit bar, the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses filling their ears. They found a table in the corner and ordered drinks.

Chan took a sip of his beer and turned to Minho. "So, how's your love life?"

Minho let out a laugh and took a swig of his whiskey. "I don't know, nonexistent, as always. What about you?"

Chan chuckled. "Same here, man. It's tough out there."

"I know, right?" Minho replied, taking another sip. "I feel like I'm always doing something wrong. Well, maybe I am, I don't know. Everytime I try to take a step closer, I end up getting two steps back."

Chan nodded in agreement. "I feel you. It's like we're stuck in this cycle of liking someone, getting our hopes up, and then getting let down."

Minho leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling. "And it's not just that. It's the feeling of being alone, you know? The worst, it's the feeling of being empty without him."

Chan put a hand on Minho's shoulder. "Hey, you're not alone. We're in this together."

Minho laughed. "Thanks, man. It's good to have a friend like you."

-

Another date ended up at Felix and Chan's house. It was always like that, somehow Jisung avoided bringing Felix his own home, so they wouldn't be alone. He was afraid Felix tried to talk seriously about them, he was running away from his problems one more time.

But that day Felix and Jisung were alone at Felix's home, as they sat on the couch, lights off, only the tv lighting the room.

"Do you want to watch a film?" Felix asked.

"Yeah..." Jisung nervously nodded.

Felix tried to choose anything to watch but he couldn't concentrate. He kept thinking about the other night they've been together.

Jisung saw it and was confused "Felix, it was like 5 minutes you're looking at the same screen".

Felix sighed, turning off the TV. He turned to Jisung and took a deep breath before speaking. "Jisung, I need to tell you something," he said, his voice shaking slightly.

Jisung looked at him, curious and a little nervous. "What is it, Felix?" he asked softly.

Felix took a deep breath, "I've been wanting to tell you this for a long time, Jisung. I really like you, and I want to be more than just friends."