24 to 25 // minsung

d a y 5

December 5th

...

Jisung fell asleep on my cut arm.

I hurt as hell.

But I couldn't help.

I didn't want to wake him up.

He's too innocent.

He told me a lot about his ex boyfriend.

I really understand why he was scared.

I really want to protect him.

I feel terrible.

I can't help him.

I should make him feel safe.

I don't deserve anything.

I should die.

I can't even make one person feel safe.

I should punish myself.

I don't deserve to be happy.

I don't deserve Jisung.

I deserve to die.

'Good morning, Minho~'

Orange-haired boy looked at younger one who was lying right next to him. He smiled softly to Jisung, hesitately fixing his hair.

'Good morning. How did you sleep?'

'Warm, cosy, and safe. First time since long time I guess.'

'I'm happy then.'

'Thank you a lot. So, maybe I'll go make some breakfast? What do you think about pancakes?'

'I'm fine. I'll go help you.'

After few minutes boys were in kitchen, making breakfast together. Or rather, Minho was making pancakes while Jisung was sitting on worktop and talking.

'Literally, she is literal whore, can you believe that?'

'Literally I have no idea who are you talking about because I know you four days and I barely know how old are you, but I know about some girl cheating on your friend and I know how many guys fucked her. I think I'd prefer to hear something about you, your hobbies, I don't know, favourite animal, colour, food? '

'Oh, sure, I will tell you. But, let me finish story of that slut!'

'Geez...'

Minho shake his head, just listening to Jisung and kept making food. After few minutes Han started talk about himself, suddenly cutting.

'What about you?'

'Huh?'

'Tell me something about you. You already know I'm 22, my favourite colour is rosy, favourite food is pasta with spinach and you know I love axolotls. What about you?'

'So... I'm 24, I like black, fav food is cheese toasts and I adore cats.'

'You even look like cat. It's cute.'

'Why?'

'No reason. You find me pretty, I find you cute. Easy.'

Lee smirked slightly, nodding his head and finishing making pancakes.

'Oh... I had to make them... Thank you?'

'You're welcome. Take a sit and eat.'

'Go with me to shipping mall today. I wanna buy Christmas ornaments. Please.'

'I'm not fan of shopping malls and Christmas.'

'Do it for me. Please~'

'Why should I?'

'You already made me food. Now you are obligated to love me if you feed me. There's no escape now. Love me and feed me. That all I need.'

It was first time since they met when Minho laughed with wide, honest smile on his face and his eyes was sparkly. It was forts time since almost week, when his thoughts weren't about suicide.

He was just sitting and listening to brunette, even if his words were nonsense. He just listened. He started like Jisung voice. It was comfy to listen to. Minho really liked it.

He really enjoyed being with Jisung.