Put the Pieces Back Together|| MINSUNG

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Hello, lovies! Here it is. Just a reminder this is an angst story and will talk about topics that can be triggering to some. Please enjoy and leave some love 💙

WC: 1099

It had started as an ordinary day. Well, if that includes dropping one's breakfast and everything going wrong that could. Then definitely just an ordinary day in the life of Jisung.

The group had been called in to continue working on dances and their singing. Picking their partners for the day, Jisung was able to pick Minho. Smiling to each other when they broke off into their pairs. He'd been feeling extra clingy to the elder for a while. Maybe it was because he was starting to feel something. Something he'd been pushing aside.

They'd been working on their dance for a while, with random breaks and laying in the middle of the floor chatting. These times were his favorites.

"Hyung?" Hearing him hum to his right, "When should we go start work on singing?"

"We've been dancing for a few hours now. Whenever you want." Minho answered rolling to face the younger male

Jisung mimicked his action bringing them close, "Do you think we're ready to move on?"

"Nope. You're still terrible." Minho smirked, causing Jisung to smack at him. "I'm kidding jagiya."

"Yeah. Whatever." Rolling away from him

Hearing him laugh, surprised when he had moved closer. "Don't whatever your hyung."

"I can and I will." Smiling at his annoyance

"Maybe we should keep up with dance for a couple more hours."

Groaning, "No. I don't want to. Please don't make me."

"Only because you're pleading with me."

Sitting up to go sit on the small couch, Minho followed along taking residency beside him. Leaning his head on Minho's shoulder, he looked to the mirror.

"What's on your mind Sungie?"

Chuckling, "we look cute."

Moving his eyes to see what he was looking at seeing them in the mirror. Scuffing, "of course I look cute."

Elbowing him, "We both do, and you know it."

"You look handsome."

"Aw. Thank you hyung." Settling his hand on his thigh after patting it.

Surprised when he took his hand, settled on the couch. Both overly comfortable, refusing it get up. Chilling, taking the small window to cuddle. They hadn't had a lot of time recently between producing and working through all their projects.

"I've missed this," Jisung spoke softly

Minho couldn't help but agree, "Me too. We haven't gone on a date in a while."

"Whose fault is that?"

Laughing, "Wanna go tonight after practice?"

"Oh, now you want to go on one. What do you have planned?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" He smirked at Jisung who pushed him lightly

"Hyung!"

"I have been planning a date with you, but our schedules haven't been working with us. I miss my Sungie."

"I miss you too, Min." Jisung looked up to him, surprised at how soft Minho looked. "It's a date. Tonight, just you and me."

"I can't wait." Jisung tried to not blush, but it was hard

Feeling Minho card his hands through his hair, causing Jisung to sigh. Leaning into the touch, "You miss me that much?"

"Yeah. I always do." Jisung pouted looking up at Minho

"Good. I missed you too." Minho announced, surprising Jisung. It wasn't often that Minho was soft, especially now. Jisung would take whatever he could get. "We should really get going."

"Fine. I'll start getting our things packed, you wipe stuff down?" Jisung suggested, but it was more of a question

"Okay." Minho agreed easily

Laughing together, they got up and cleaned the studio. Jisung was the one to have the most stuff there, which seemed normal lately. Picking up their bags, they headed to the vending machines. Grabbing snacks and drinks, moving to head to the vocal rooms when the lights flickered.

"Are we having a storm?" Jisung asked, generally not a fan of storms

"I didn't think so. But the weather has been crazy lately." Minho grabbed his phone, looking at the weather. "No, it's clear out. Might just be a power surge."

"Oh okay. As long as we don't lose power."

Minho wrapped an arm around the boy, wanting to offer him som comfort. They made their way to the room they had in mind. It was the furthest away from everything. Jisung spun around suddenly, hearing something. "You hear that?"

Minho turned with him, "Yeah. I don't know what it was though." Feeling his phone buzz he grabbed it. "It's Chan." Not bothering to look at the message

Turning back around they were close to their destination, only making it a couple more doors when they heard the noise again. It sounded like a popping sound, which made no sense to either of them.

"What is that?" Jisung asked, startled at Minho's phone ringing

The dancer picked it up announcing it was Chan. "What? We just got done in the dance studio. We're doing what we're supposed to."

"Get to your vocal room now." Hearing the demanding tone of his voice

"Why are we in trouble?" Craning his neck and starting to walk, Jisung took the lead continuing to listen on

"You're not. Get in the vocal room and lock the door."

Raising a brow at one another, seeing their door in sight. Hearing another popping sound, "What is with the popping? Is another group doing something with sound effects?"

"No. Wait do you have me on speaker?" Chan asked, hearing echoing from the walls

Humming at him, "We're going to the vocal room hyung. We're almost there."

"Damn it, Minho. Get me off the speaker and just get to the vocal room quickly. I don't know what's going on, but the manager messaged me and said those sounds aren't part of any production." Looking at each other, they rushed into the room locking it. Taking the phone off speaker, "What do we need to do hyung?"

"Turn the volume off your phones, that includes the rest of your devices too. Don't make a lot of noise. The manager said do not open the door unless it is the police."

"Hyung you're scaring me," Minho spoke, trying not to let his voice shake.

"I'm scared too. The other groups are safe. Felix and Changbin are with me and Innie. Hyunjin and Seungmin are in the dance room next to us." relaying the information to the boy who was looking on curious and scared

"Why'd we decide to dance first," Jisung spoke, traces of his anxiety coming through.

Minho grabbed his hand, hearing what Jisung spoke Chan knew he had to try and reassure them from a distance. "You two will be fine. You have one another, you tend to go into your own world anyway. Just take care of Jisung, Minho. I don't know what's going to happen just, be safe okay? What room are you in?"

"The one that doesn't have any glass, the last one in the corridor."

"Why do you two have to pick the furthest one? Alright, the manager is telling me to end the call. We'll communicate through messages."

"Okay." Ending the call

Slow start, I know. Building up to what is happening... if it's not clear it will clear up more in the following chapters :) Until next time, stay safe! Lots of love ~DQ