'Hey Sungsung, what time you'll have to leave?' a voice shouted from the bathroom.
They brunette after a few seconds recorded the male's voice, drifting his attention off the TV and lowering the volume to zero so that he could speak.
'It's 7:30 PM, maybe in half an hour?' he shouted back.
'That's great, I'll be going to the ring right after, so I'm driving you there' the voice continued, as it became closer and clearer. 'Is that okay for you?'
The guy's figure appeared at the living room's door, leaning his shoulder on the left part of the frame, arms crossed, the body half naked, only thing to cover was the towel wrapped around his waist, and wet hair.
'Minnnnn! How many times I've told you to dry yourself before going to the other rooms! You're going to soak the floor and guess who's gonna have to clean it? Me! So please go back to the bathroom' the younger sat up from the floor trying to push him back to the other room but failing, as the other didn't move even of an inch.
'Hey hey hey hey, baby c'mon, I'm just teasing you, only my hair is wet, I came here to ask you to dry it and you want me to go away, mh?' the boy said with a soft smile, circling the brunette's waist with his arms and trying to bring him closer.
'N-no, I don't want you to go away! I just wanted the floor to be dry that's all...' a sulking pout appeared on Jisung's face, while he looked away, but still wrapped his own arms around the taller's body.
A finger reached under his chin to make his eyes meet the older's, paired with a soft gaze and the sweetest smile.
'Ughh, you win...' the shorter admitted before getting up on his tiptoes and placing a peck on the heart-shaped lips in front of him and then burying his face in the other's chest. 'You're lucky that I love you...'
Those words came out spontaneously, Jisung didn't even think about it, yet the older was utterly shocked by them.
His arms suddenly hanged low, like he didn't have strength. His heart was thumping like crazy, yet his eyes were fixated on the white wall in front of him.
His lips were no more curved in a smile.
He looked out of life.
A single tear started running down his cheek, and then a few more followed it, and then more, and more, and more.
'I'm sorry Sungsung,' he sniffed, 'I'm sorry that you love me'
'Hey, why are you crying? There's nothing to be sorry about. You're just fine. I mean... It's okay if my feelings make you uncomfortable, it's normal to not... be... loved back... after all... we did together... but... yeah, I mean, it's okay if you don't love me back, you don't owe me anything... after all...'
'It's- it's- it's- it's not that- I mean- when- when you know- when you'll know- you'll leave me... you'll wish you never had met me...'
'Know what? Know who?'
'The other me. No, the other me's. The- the bad me's- the ones I've been holding- holding back- you're gonna- you're gonna hate me-'
'Well Min... How do you know I'm gonna hate them if I haven't met them yet? I wanna know all of you... Whatever you are, what you feel, it matters to me... And even if it'll be difficult to understand for me it'll be impossible to hate you... Because I love you...'
'A-are you sure?'
'Yes, I am'
'And what happens if you don't like me anymore? You'll go away like- like-'
His trembling lips were shut down as they were trapped by Jisung's. It wasn't neither a short peck nor a hungry kiss.
It was soft.
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Cherry flavoured summer dream - a ChanMin fanfiction
Fanfic'Stop! I don't want to hear your lies anymore!' Tears kept streaming down the boy's face, rain soaking his clothes and hair, making him look like a fool as he was screaming. 'You were my first everything! And after you have me hope that I actually h...
