lilacs || Minsung

Second Chance 9 | most wonderful time of the year

On the twenty third, the bouquet that is being delivered to Collision cafe arrives at the exact time it did every day before that as well. Just that this time, it is a whole lot bigger, the size of all tiny bouquets Jisung has gotten up until this point combined into one.

The customers at the cafe have all sorts of reactions, the girls mainly swooning over the entirety of the gesture, while the guys seem mostly surprised about how the flower delivery guy walks right up to Jisung and hands the bouquet to him with a wide smile and pure pride in his every expression.

Once he is gone again after Jisung thanks him for everything with a free coffee and a piece of cake along with it, Chan and Changbin, both present today because the cafe is extremely busy around this time, are both staring at him. Changbin has his hand in front of his parted lips, is smiling brightly soon after and squealing excitedly about the romantic gesture. Chan on the other hand is just staring in actual and genuine surprise. Jisung, still holding his huge bouquet, turns to face them slowly, cheeks flushed.

"Holy shit...", Seungmin, who is sitting at the counter with his own coffee and laptop, wrapping up some last things for work before the holidays, swears and pauses his typing to also stare at his friend's gift of the day.

"I need to meet that person immediately.", Changbin says, "They're some legend for this and honestly, I can't believe they would do this without getting anything in return. Jisung, someone is fucking whipped for you!"

Jisung flushes deeper, hurries to find a jug he can use as a vase for now until he could take the bouquet home with him instead. He purposely decides not to answer. For safety reasons.

"What makes you think they are not getting anything in return though?", Seungmin asks, smiling mischievously. Jisung is quick to whip around to look at him and when Seungmin innocently raises his hands and shrugs, then returns to his typing, Chan is suddenly extra curious as well.

"You- Jisung, you know who these are coming from?", he asks, "Oh my god... whichever girl it is you won over, must be absolutely smitten to no end."

"Dick so good she had to send him flowers to confess her undying love for him.", Changbin adds, laughs and enjoys the pride in even having made Seungmin laugh along with him. But Jisung is too ashamed to say anything at all. He cannot even argue about anything from being too scared to get full on found out in the end. "Wait, unless-"

Seungmin is the only one to laugh this time.

"Ass so good he had to send him flowers to confess his undying love for him!", he says a little too loudly, not at all caring about how embarrassing it is for Jisung to know a whole bunch of strangers must have heard him as well just now. Sometimes he really hates Seungmin. But then again, Seungmin knows Jisung would never be able to stay mad at him for long and he has always made sure to take great advantage of that privilege of his.

Changbin and Chan are basically bombarding him with all kinds of questions, want to know more, want to figure out how Jisung met said mystery guy, want to know if Seungmin was just kidding or if something is actually true about his little joke. They want to know if Jisung finally had sex again after two years of being all by himself, are waiting for the juicy details that Jisung is most definitely not ready to provide. Not when this is not how he wants to tell them about him and Minho. Not when this is literally the least appropriate way and telling any of the two before Felix would be absolutely wrong as well. If Changbin knew from Minho, things would also be different. But like this, Jisung is sure he is completely oblivious and he is not going to be the one to change that anytime today.

He is not sure how he makes it through his work day today, picks up his son, sneaks one last kiss from Minho, wishes him a merry Christmas and kisses him once again for good measure before they part ways, both of them smiling brightly at one another.