First Glance [Minsung]

Extra #2

[A/n the epilogue of this story will be (hopefully) uploaded soon. It's always challenging for me to write smut 💀]

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"Sung?"

"Mm."

"Can I ask you something?"

Jisung, who's lying flatly on his stomach while scrolling on his phone, glances at his best friend. "This must be something serious." He thought to himself. So he puts down his phone onto the sofa and gets up. "Sure."

"Have you... ever thought about... being away with Minho hyung? Like- what will you do to maintain your relationship? How often will you spend time with him- stuffs like that?"

Jisung puckers his lips, taking his time to respond. "Honestly? No. We haven't talked about that. At all. But uh- if a statement like he'd come home often to visit his mother is counted then I guess yes?"

Hyunjin looks at him in disbelief. "It's not counted, dumbass."

"Well... we haven't talked about it then."

"He'll be graduated next month. Aren't you, I don't know, afraid?"

"Are you projecting yourself or what?"

Hyunjin gasps. "Damn, Sung. That hurts." Then throwing the nearest throwing pillow toward Jisung, the latter just laughs in triumph knowing he was right.

"Just ask him out."

"You know I can't."

Jisung frowns. "And why is that?"

"I'm not sure how he feels about me. I mean- I don't know if you notice it or not but- you know how cuddly he is, right? He still does that- like- hugging, linking arm, pressing his cheek. He does that to everyone, but me. He's probably doing that because he doesn't want to make my hope up, but... it still hurts."

Jisung joins his best friend sitting on the rug upon hearing the sadness laces within his words. "It's probably best for me not to interfere, so all I can say is, just ask him out."

"You-"

"I know what you don't know, alright?" And he swears he can see what having love-eyes means. "Is this why Jeongin keeps making disgusted face? Because I am, ugh."

"What did he tell-"

"Nope. Not a chance."

Hyunjin frustratingly huffs. "Fine. But what about my other question, though?"

"What question?"

"Something about being away with Minho hyung. Aren't you afraid? Scared? Angry? Or something?"

Jisung purses his lips once again. A habit he unknowingly does whenever he's thinking. "I'm not."

"So you weren't kidding?"

"I mean- sometimes I feel like there's something wrong with me for not worrying about it honestly. Like- the thoughts of not seeing him, or worse, imagining how girls or boys trying to get into his pants should be bothered me, right? That's uh- the normal reaction I guess? But I haven't- I guess... I just trust him."

"Damn. That's deep."

Jisung playfully rolls his eyes before continuing his elaboration. "He shows his affection with action. That's what I learn." Then chuckles when he remembers something. "I mean- you saw it yourself during that stupid candy game, right? He went against being romantic, teasing me and making me whine. I honestly felt a little bit betrayed at that time but boom- he kissed the hell out of me and made me forget about how that candy flavor supposed to taste like."