Opposites, but Enemies? || l.m + h.j

10

Jisung found himself laying on a park bench in the middle of the night. He was staring at the stars while the chills got to him. After having put up with it, the younger shakily took out his phone, trying to call his two best friends. However, they were sleeping at this time and their parents would probably not allow jisung in. Even though they loved him like another son, they just didn't have the room and severely disciplined outcasts. Therefore, he called the only other contact in his phone.

'Hyung..'

'What's wrong?' A groggy voice filled with concern and patience was followed in. Jisung immediately relaxed and took a breath.

'I need..I need help..please.'

'Where are you?'

'Uhm..a couple streets down from your house..at the community park..'

'At this hour? Jisung, what's wrong, are you okay?' Minho's voice was filled with more concern as jisung could hear keys and a lot of movement.

'Just come get me.' Minho let out a content hum and soon jisung would hear wind being hit against the microphone from the other end. He smiled to himself before closing his eyes, shivering in the cold. It only took about ten minutes before Minho had arrived. He had reached the park and was glancing around before seeing a limp body on the bench. He rushed over only to see jisung sleeping, however he was very pale. Minho quickly took off his hoodie and slipped it onto the younger boy.

He picked him up, hugging him closely before grabbing the duffel bag and jogging back to his house.

The two boys were immediately engulfed in warmth once they stepped into the dimly lit flat. Minho placed jisung down comfortably on the couch, placing his things down too before grabbing blankets and pillows. He made his bed extra comfortable before placing and sleeping boy underneath the duvets. Jisung woke up at that action and held onto Minho's hand. "Jisung, go back to sleep." Minho said with a soft voice.

"Minho.. don't leave." Jisung mumbled, a tight grip now on Minho's forearm. The older bit his cheek and nodded, soothing the younger before taking his sweatshirt that left his bare chest open. Jisung blushed slightly and couldn't help but stare. Minho got under the duvet, awkwardly laying next to jisung who was curled up in a ball. After a few moments of silence, jisung turned around to meet the side profile of Minho's face. He traced the outline with his gaze, examining the closed eyes, perfectly shaped lips, and his sharp jawline. Minho sensed his gaze, opening his eyes slowly to meet jisung's.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Jisung whispered, inching closer to the older. "I'm sorry to have called you so late, I know it was out of no where." Minho smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind jisung's ear.

"Although you did worry me, it doesn't matter. Anywhere and anytime, I will always be there for you."

"You mean it?"

"Yes." Minho whispered, his hand now cupping jisung's cheek as his thumb gently moved back and fourth against the younger's soft skin. Jisung closed his eyes, bringing his hand up and setting it on top of Minho's. The older smiled warmly and snaked an arm around the younger, letting it fit nicely around his waist. Jisung's eyes shot open, however he didn't move. It was oddly comforting. Instead he just moved closer, his face buried in Minho's neck. The elder's scent seemed to calm him down as he his eyelids became heavy and he fell asleep.

The bonde boy smile and closed his eyes, feeling the hot breath against his neck as both arms now hugged the younger's small waist. Minho closed his eyes contently and fell asleep.

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So sorry for the long wait, Im very busy with school 😭