(grumpy x sunshine) + (slow burn) + (minsung)
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metanoia (n.)
the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self or way of thinking.
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"i come everyday to watch 'him' actually"
"motherfucker, if you ever do gay stuffs you better do it with only...
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"han jisung?"
"yea?"
"there's someone calling you downstairs to meet" the staff informed while pointing behind him "in front of the office"
jisung had no clue who it was, but he just simply smiled at the guy "sure, i will be there in minutes" with that the guy left and jisung entered back to the room.
minho was still on the floor. his head was supported up by his forearm as he eyed the younger without any words.
"the staff said there's someone calling me downstairs" the boy shrugged his shoulder while walking toward the big mirror.
he was arranging his messy blonde hair by drawing a comb through it when he felt another presence behind him.
he looked at minho's face in the reflection, dropping his arm down subconsciously.
"who do you think it can be?"
the brunette shrugged his shoulders and stepped forward, soon coiling his arms around jisung's thin waist firmly. he rested his chin on his shoulder and hummed lightly "we will find out soon"
jisung elbowed his stomach lightly "if you're going too then fix your hair quickly" he ordered, holding the hair fixer up for the other.
minho simply turned his boyfriend around by his waist and held his hand up near his fluffy dark hair.
"do it for your man" he closed his eyes, letting jisung have his own time of getting flushed up. he knew what his words do to the boy.
even though their height difference wasn't much but the boy had to tiptoe to see his head properly.
he acted like his face wasn't burning up and he wasn't holding back the smile, as he held minho's shoulder with his free hand and started untangling his hair slowly.
minho pulled him closer by his waist, helping him that wasn't actually a help for jisung, "you're such a baby" the latter softly let out.
he was proud of himself for not stuttering cause of the grip and closeness.
"yours, one and only"
jisung bit his lips and tried to divert his mind by quickly finishing the task he was doing.
the elder took the chance and tried to sneak his fingers under his tshirt that made him flinch and take a big step back quickly.
"minhoo!" the boy whined "let's go before they knock on our door again"
the scolded one sighed lightly "yeah, let's go" and they left the room, locking the door behind.
jisung hated stairs. well, used to, cause minho always dragged him to use the stairs and jisung just couldn't leave the chances of walking side by side of his boyfriend with intertwined fingers, right?
