Destiny; minsung

20. Minho

"-Jisung? Why aren't you sleeping?
-I can't sleep, he said before sitting on the bed."

I closed the door and went to sit next to him.
Our shoulders touched and I moved away so he turned to me and asked:

"-Why are you avoiding any contact with me? I'm not dirty, I shower twice a day, I wash my hair three times a week, I brush my teeth three times a day, I change—
-Woah, calm down..! I just wanted to leave you your personal space. Do you want me to move closer?
-Yes."

I moved back to where I was. What do I do now?
He came to me, I didn't plan anything like a casual conversation, especially with our shoulders touching like that.
What am I supposed to do?

"-Can I be bold?
-Sure.
-I want to sleep with you tonight. I don't want to be alone."

I looked at Jisung with my eyes wide open and I could feel my cheeks getting warmer.

"-I, uhh... I—
-If you don't want to, it's fine too. I'm not forcing you or anything.
-N-No, it's fine. You can sleep with me...
-Thank you."

*

Somehow, we ended up spooning.
I knew he was clingy, he always has been.
But damn.

I allowed myself to let my fingers go under his sleeve and caress his scars slowly.
Was it my fault?

"-Since when do you hurt yourself?
-I don't know. I stopped counting.
-Is it my fault?
Jisung removed my hands from his arm and waist to turn around and face me.
-Never think it's your fault, because it's not. No matter how mad or hurt I was, I never thought about you while doing it. I did it because... Because at least I could see some red strings on myself. I was mad, mad that I could only see other's. I didn't know how to manage it, nor do I know today but I'm trying to deal with it in a better way.
-You can't see yours?
-No. Can you see yours?
-Yes.
-Oh..."

We continued talking for hours until we finally fell asleep.