24 to 25 // minsung

d a y 4

December 4th

Well...

I promised myself to avoid him...

But I can't.

I literally can't.

I can't help urge to see his smile

To see his amazing eyes

Am I falling for him?

I can't fall for him.

I can't let him like me.

I can'tet myself like him.

I can't.

I. Can't.

I CAN'T.

I CAN'T I CAN'T I CAN'T!!!

With every word one more deep, bleeding cut shown on Minho's arm, hurting badly. He knew he can't let himself be close with Jisung. His brain said it. But his heart...

He knew it happened too fast. He knew if not his depression, not his plan he probably would already invite Jisung for a date, he probably would even kiss him. He felt jisung is type of person who wouldn't mind be in that type of relationship.

If not his plan, he would ask Jisung to be his boyfriend immediately after seeing him. But... Now? He can't hurt Jisung. He's too innocent. He's too adorable and gorgeous. He didn't deserve to be hurt.

Orange-haired boy stared at his dripping blood on floor, making him more furious with every drop.

'FUCK!'

He screamed, punching the wall.

'YOU FUCKING BITCH! YOU CAN'T LIKE HIM!'

Boy slided down the wall, crying quietly. He didn't know why he fell for Jisung that fast. He wanted to leave Jisung and die. But his heart didn't allow it.

His distress suddenly was cut by his ringing phone. He picked up without even checking who's calling, whining quietly.

'What.'

'Oh um... Hi Minho, it's Jisung. Are you busy?'

Hearing soft voice of younger Minho rubbed his face, shaking head.

'No, I am not. Why?'

'I was just wonder if you would like to help me with decorating Christmas tree? I have always do it alone so... Do you wanna join? If toy have time of course...'

Jisung sounded like he was sad and it made Minho worried.

'You sound sad, what happened?'

'Huh? Nothing.'

'Are you sure?'

'Yeah... Can you just come please? I don't wanna be alone...'

'Okay... Give me few minutes...'

'Thank you... See you then.'

Minho hang up and sighed. He wrapped his arm in bandage and wore hoodie, which hide his arms, after that he wore jacket as well and went to Jisung's place.

---*---

'So? Will you finally tell me what happened and why you almost hit me with pan when I came here?'

'Because... Uh... My ex? He's still obsessed with me... I met him today when I was in store and he was trying to talk to me even if I didn't want to. So he grabbed my arm and... Yeah, now I have huge bruise... He was following me almost to my building and now I'm scared... Could you please stay with me tonight? My friend can't come here today so... Please? '

'Y-yeah... No problem.'

'Really? Oh gosh thank you!'

Jisung smiled widely, hugging Minho tightly. For the moment Lee was really confused. Like, it was so sudden and unexpected? But... He felt kinda warm.

'So... Maybe I'll give you some clothes which my brother once left here? He left sweatpants and t-shirt. I'll give you them. No worries, I washed it.'

'Chill...'

'And... Do you want to watch some movie? I just... Need to clear my mind. If you are not willing I will just go to living room and you can go to my bed room to go to sleep if you need it... It's actually late...'

'No. I can watch movie with you. What you wanna watch?'

'Um... Well... I wanted to watch Frozen...'

'Sounds good. Let me wear sweatpants and I'll join you.'

After few minutes Minho sat next to Jisung, who immediately rested his head on orange-haired boy's laps. Han wanted to stand up second after lying down, realising that he didn't ask for permission, but older one softly patted his head, what was some permission to lie on him.

It was just... Comfy. That comfy silence, comfy atmosphere, comfy room and movie.

Also Jisung's parfume made Minho feel comfy.