-MINSUNG ‼️
Jisung and Minho both stuggle with the loss of someone special, when they meet at a group therapy session, they begin searching for ways to feel alive. unbeknownst to them, they both have secrets..
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TW, smoking
Minhos slightly worn out black converse tapped on the concrete sidewalk with every step he took. the sky was dark, the stars were barely visible due to light pollution.
he was on his way to Jisungs house, since the younger had shared his address a while back just so Minho could have it, he didn't tell the younger, he wanted to surprise him with the cheesecake of which he was carrying in a plastic bag. to anyone else he might've looked a bit weird, but he didn't really care.
as he walked down the side road, into Jisungs neighborhood, he saw a big apartment building, a few windows were still lit up by the night owls still awake at such a late time, but it was quiet, the few cars driving by and the slight wisp of the wind in the trees was all that could be heard.
walking up to the building he saw a young boy sitting out on the steps, staring into the sky, with a cigarette between his lips. his hair was messy, he looked tired.
it was Jisung.
Minho didn't mind smoking, he actually found it quite attractive sometimes, he just didn't know the younger did it, so he was a bit shocked. nonetheless, he walked up to the false blonde and sat next to him, startling him.
Jisung jumped a bit and put a hand on his chest, "Jesus Minho, you scared the shit out of me!"
the brunette giggled, "sorry Sungie.."
after a minute of silence, Minho spoke up again, "i didn't know you smoked?"
the younger shrugged, and pursed his lips, "not really something to be proud of."
after taking one last blow, the blonde reached out to put the cigarette out, but Minho stopped him, taking it in between two of his fingers, hesitantly putting it to his lips and inhaling.
it didn't take long before he started coughing, his eyes tearing up slightly at the bitter taste, as Jisung looked at him, amused by his suffering.
"jesus lord how do you do that, that's terrible!" the older exclaimed, before throwing it into the ashtray on top of the trash can.
"you get used to it eventually." Jisung handed the older his half drank water bottle, which Minho wasted no time in throwing his head back and gulping almost all of it down.
Jisung watched him, his eyes raking up and down the brunettes body, stopping at his adams apple, and his defind jawline, the older was so incredibly sexy, that was a given. nevertheless, to keep himself from getting.. distracted, the blonde started up a new topic.
"so.. whatcha doin here? not that i mind or anything."
Minho hummed before speaking, "just wanted to come see you, i brought you some cheesecake." he held the plastic bag up with a smile.
Jisung smiled at Minho. they stared at each other for a few seconds, maybe a few seconds too long. every crevice of Jisungs face was art to the older, he inspected and admired the youngers face each and everytime he laid eyes on him.
Minho didn't know if he was hallucinating like a mad man or what, but he swears that Jisungs eyes flickered to his lips a few times.
nonetheless, Jisungs smile never fell, his cheeks turned slightly red as he looked down at his lap.
"what a man you are, bringing me cheesecake this late at night.." the younger giggled.
"and i'd do it again, always." the older assured.
"can't believe you remembered that i love cheesecake, very impressive." Jisung looked everywhere but at Minho.
the older lightly reached up and grabbed Jisungs chin, angling his head up to lock eyes with him which made the younger look at him timidly but also with eyes glistening with admiration.
"i listen when you talk, Jisungie. i mean, how could i not?"
before Jisung could say anything back, the sky lit up with lightning, it was only a few seconds before they heard an aggressive crack of thunder.
"we should go inside.. i'm not trying to get electrocuted, not today." the blonde said, standing up quickly before motioning for Minho to follow suit.
Minho grabbed the cheesecake and followed behind the younger, as he led him up three flights of stairs to his apartment.
Jisung cracked open the door, it opened quietly, no squeaking unlike Minhos door.
inside the apartment was a lavish looking, white, dark grey and blue themed kitchen, with dark grey marble counters, and blue cabinets. the kitchen parted off into a living room with a huge tv and a couch that could fit atleast eight people.
was jisung rich? because his apartment looked like something off of an aesthetic pinterest board (its mine, sorry)
"holy fuck."
Jisung looked at him with wide eyes while taking off his worn out air forces, setting his pack of cigarettes on the countertop.
"what? do you not like it?"
Minho looked at the younger like he was crazy.
"bro? how could someone not like it, this is nice as fuck!"
the younger laughed and plopped on the couch, letting out a sigh. "i'm glad you like it.. it's not cheap."
Minho sat next to the blonde with a curious gaze, "i didnt know you made that much money.."
Jisung bit his lip for a second, before letting out a tiny laugh, sounding oddly suspicious.
"yeah..."
"yeah? whats that mean?" the olders eyebrows were furrowed as he looked at Jisung curiously.
