Pov Jisung
"So, what happened?"
Minho asked once Jisung went next to him.
"For the first time in my stupid, boring life, I got a hug from my crush!"
"He hugged you?! That's amazing, I heard he hugs no one except for his friends, and he hugs them rarely."
Jisung was jumping like a little kid who got candies, around Minho.
"I got a hug from Seungmin! The only person who made me fall in love in my whole life!"
"You need to shut up. You know that, right?"
Minho said, grabbing the younger by his head. Jisung looked at Minho in his eyes, and smiled.
"Seungmin hugged me!"
He shouted again. Minho groaned, and turned around to leave, laughing quietly.
"Wait, don't leave without me!"
Jisung ran behind him as the elder started to walk away."Did you get his number?"
"His num- Dang it! No I didn't!"
Jisung said, hitting the air. Minho stepped a bit away from him, worrying about his physical health.
"You're going to kill me."
He said, trying to stop him and Jisung apologised, laughing quietly.
They finally arrived at Jisung's house, and he sighed.
"You really have to go home?"
"I'm sorry. I have a family problem and I have to be there."
Jisung pouted, and hugged the elder tightly, not wanting to let go.
But he had to. He got off his hug and went inside his house. He left his keys on the table and slowly walked through his room, throwing his bag and shoes down, laying on the bed.
Why am I so stupid? I should've gotten his number, ugh.
But Seungmin had found a way to get Jisung's. And Jisung realised it the moment he got a text message from him.
He jumped off the bed and just stood there, staring at his phone. He couldn't believe that the boy who hated him but he had a crush on was now texting him.
Kim Seungmin
This number in not in your
contacts. Add? Yes+ No-Heyo
Ohh hii
Jisung pretended to not really care. He of course added him, but wasn't planning on calling him any time soon. He was getting really anxious next to him, tho he wasn't showing it.
Seungmin didn't text him after that. Jisung thought that maybe he didn't really wanted to talk to him, since his text was kinda dry.
He changed the name in his contacts to "Angel Face♡" and smiled brightly. He really wanted to call Minho and tell him but he knew he wouldn't pick up.
Minho had family problems most of the time, since he was living with them. He didn't want to, but they would always make him feel bad if he ever decided to leave.
And so Jisung was never calling him. But he wanted to tell someone tho he didn't have any other friends.
I should talk to my plushies.
He stood up, and took out all his plushies, hugging them one by one. He placed them in order and sat in front of them. He started ranting, like they were his psychologists.
He loved talking about Seungmin. He always had so much to say. He could write a whole volume about him. Or maybe a whole book series.
He sometimes, out of the blue, was staring at his ceiling, wondering what Seungmin was doing.
"That's it for today."
He said, after two hours of talking to his plushies. He wanted to keep talking, but he couldn't. He had stuff to do.
Oh shit I haven't done my homework yet-
His phone rang. He got a message again. And it was from Seungmin. Right person, right time.
Angel Face♡
Have you done your
homework yet?Nope
Hehe
That's exactly what
I expectedYou never do it
Here
Sent you a photo
Seungmin had actually sent him the answers of everything. And they were all hand written. Jisung squealed, and hugged his phone.
He thanked Seungmin, and copied the answers quickly. When he was done, he closed his books and notebooks, and went back to his plushies.
"He cares! He shows me that he cares! Can you believe it?! Isn't amazing?! Aaah I want to scream he's so cute!"
Jisung spent another hour talking, when he realised he hadn't taken a bath. And he played football earlier that day.
He ran to the bathroom. He didn't want to be smelly. Especially now that he was able to be next to Seungmin, and the younger could smell him.
Jisung was making fake scenarios while showering, or was about to go to sleep.
And sometimes he was getting hurt or mad at his own thoughts, like it all happened in real life.
This time it was different. Jisung sat down on the bathtub, the warm water wetting his soft skin and hair as he closed his eyes.
He was living in his own little world, forgetting about the real one. Not that he liked it, he preferred to live in his own. It was the life he wanted to live.
Once he snapped back to reality, he smiled like an idiot with his scenario. It had a really happy ending.
After some time, he got out of the bathroom and looked at his reflection in the mirror.
He couldn't see a reason why Seungmin shouldn't date him. He was perfect. At least that's what he was seeing in the mirror. He didn't like the pictures he was taking, thinking that he looked awful.
But he didn't care as long as others believed that he was pretty. It boosted his confidence a bit too much that it should.
He wore some clean clothes, and went to his living room. He opened the TV and decided to watch a movie, since he was done with everything.
He wasn't really hungry, but he still got some popcorn for the movie. It wasn't night yet, but Jisung knew that it would be 3 am before he could even notice.
Wow, only imagine if Seungmin was next to me right now. Yah, Jisung stop. Just focus on the movie, please.
YOU ARE READING
𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖳𝗈 𝖧𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖬𝖾 || 𝖲𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗀
FanficIn this captivating tale, we follow the journey of a young boy who harbors a deep dislike for the school president. Little does he know that the school president is secretly interested in him. Fate takes an unexpected turn when these two seemingly o...