never again

12

Minho was the first one who woke up, and he noticed that jisung was snuggled up to him even more then he was before they fell asleep.

for some reason, it felt.....right?
like the three years never happened, and they were still okay, loving each other.

cmon minho, you can't think like that, you were the one who broke it up

minho sighed and slowly left jisungs embrace, going inside the kitchen.

he decided he will cook some soup for jisung.

when he looked inside the fridge, he was surprised when he saw that jisung had literally nothing in his fridge.
only alcohol.

minho was confused, but decided to quickly go to the convenience store and buy things for the soup.

he quickly shopped and went back, he wanted to be there by the time jisung woke up.

luck was on his side, because jisung still wasn't awake.

he cooked the soup, and just as he was pouring it inside a bowl, he heard the door open.

jisung stood there, stretching in the doorframe.

minho smiled at the sight.

"good morning han."

"oh, good morning?" han said, not sure why Minho was still inside his house.

"I made you soup, come and eat it."

"oh, I don't usually eat breakfast."

"hey, jisung-ah, I was so kind that I went to the store to buy the ingredients for this soup, because you have literally nothing in this god damn fridge other then alcohol, and I kindly cooked you this soup, come and eat it. you will hurt my feelings if you don't eat it." minho said, overdramatizing

"tsk, that's ironic for you to say I will hurt your feelings if I don't eat this soup. It's not like you cared about my feelings either."

"yah, jisung-ah, eat this goddamn soup, will you?"
Minho said and put the bowl on the table.

jisung just sighed and went to sit.

he didn't want to eat, but at the same time, he appreciated this gesture.
no one ever did something like that for him, other then Minho.
he felt kind of thankful.

"thank you." he said, really quietly

"what?" Minho asked, because didn't heard him

jisung just gave him "are you serious?" look and Minho throw his hands in the hair, defensively.

"I really didn't hear you!"

jisung just rolled his eyes.
"thank you, I'm grateful."
he said, but he didn't look at Minho, he was looking at the soup. he couldn't face Minho.

"oh, you're welcome." Minho smiled

there was an silence for a while, until jisung spoke up.

"so, I've been thinking..."

"that never ends well." Minho said quietly but jisung heard him

"yah!"

"sorry, you can continue."
Minho chuckled

jisung rolled his eyes.
"so childish. well, I was thinking that...we could be friends? I mean, I still resent you, and I'm not sure if I ever be able to not resent you, but you did something for me that no one did in a long time,
so...I feel like I own this to you. I could at least try to get along with you."

minho was smiling.
"I would love that Han."

Han just gave him a quick small smile and started eating his soup again.
until he felt his body rejecting the food

"oh god, not again please." he said quietly to himself

"did you say something?" Minho asked

"n-no I didn't." jisung said, trying to continue, eating, until he just couldn't.

he got up and ran to the bathroom, throwing everything up.

Minho followed him.
He knocked on the door.

"Han? Are you okay?"

"ugh, yeah!"

"uhm, do you need something?"

"no, I'm good!"

"are you sure?"

"yeah, just wait in the living room for me."

minho stood there for a while, and then he went back to the living room.

meanwhile jisung was sitting on the ground next to the toilet with his back leaned on the wall. he was absolutely miserable.
he didn't know how long he sat there.

well, it's been ten minutes and minho had enough.

"jisung! open the door this instant!"

jisung pulled himself together and got up, quickly cleaning his mouth and flushing the toilet.

he unlocked the door and walked out.

"see? I'm okay, chill!"

minho sighed.
he knew.
he knew what was wrong with jisung.
he knew that it came back.