24 to 25 // minsung

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December 3rd

...

Why?

Why did I agree?

What made me agree?

What he has that I agree?

I don't know him at all.

He doesn't know me.

Why he wanted hang out with me?

And why did I agree?

No I can't...

I can't let him get closer.

I can't let myself be closer to him.

But he's so innocent.

Why I feel odd warm when I look at him?

When I hear his voice?

I met him literally two days ago.

Why is me making me feel... Needed?

Why he makes me feel better than I usually feel?

I can't let him.

I need to die.

Should I punish myself?

   
  
  

'Minho!'

Orange-haired boy turned his hair in voice direction, smiling slightly.

'Hii~'

'Hey, Jisung.'

'So! Ready for a walk?'

Younger asked, but Minho was just staring at him. Jisung was wearing cute, orange hat with squirrel ears, huge, wool scarf and puffy jacket, what looked actually funny in his skinny body, but also made him look adorable. Also, Lee couldn't take his eyes off Han's eyes.

They made him completely fell into younger.

'What are you staring at? I have something in my face?'

'No. You are just pretty.'

'W-what? Naah, that's not true.'

'You think I'd say something like that if I wouldn't think like that?'

'N-no...'

'Excatly. So? Can we go? Later I have stuff to do.'

'You said you are free today. You lied!'

'No, I didn't. I didn't tell whole truth.'

'It is lie!'

'Avoiding truth.'

'Lie.'

'If you say so...'

'I do. So, now, let's go. We need to go.'

'Where?'

'To waffles store! I want waffles. Who doesn't like waffles?'

'Me.'

'You're odd...'

'I'm unique.'

'That is true. See? It's not hard to say truth.'

Minho just smirked, softly nodding. He was admiring how Jisung was energetic and positive. He was smiling all the time, humming songs, he was just definition of fluff and joy. Extremely opposite to Minho.

'And?'

'You are mean...'

'Kinda.'

'Uh... Okay. You will eat waffles with me. With chocolate. And whipped cream. And cherries.'

'I don't want to.'

'YOU. WILL.'

Jisung said a bit louder and he hit Minho arm softly with every word.

'And. You. Will. Like. It. Pretend at least.'

'Okay, okay.'

Minho smirked and just followed Jisung, who was talking all the time. Older boy kinda wished to be as positive as Jisung was. Shorter one kept  talk about really small things like diversity or snowflakes, cute puppies they passed, clouds shapes. Jisung noticed every small thing around and found them amazing. For him, everything was gift of fate. He kept smile and he kept try to make Minho smile. And he easily did it.

'Finally you smile! You have pretty smile! I wish see it more often.'

'Why should I smile more often?'

'Because smile fits you well. Please smile more. It makes me happy.'

Minho only nodded his head.

Jisung had something what made Minho be intrigued. His appearance, his personality. Maybe they knew each other two days but something told Minho that he will be sorry to Jisung, when Lee will make his plan come true.

I am already sorry, Han Jisung.