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Minho is Jisung's new neighbour but he isn't like every other person around there. He finds no joy in life anymore, not ever since his brother's death. With his whole family being gone Minho doesn't want anything else other tha...
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Jisung was worried.
After he took a shower and made dinner for both himself and Minho he was waiting for the latter to come down. But that never happened. He was about to go upstairs and check on him but remembered what he said. He needed to tone down his affection towards Minho since he was uncomfy with that.
And Minho might even get annoyed if Jisung would check on him again.
So he just waited for him.
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20 minutes had passed and the older was still in the room. Jisung sighed and mentally prepared himself for what he was gonna hear, hoping Minho wouldn't tell him to leave or be too harsh on him. He dragged himself upstairs and knocked on the door quietly "Minho hyung? Can I come in?"
He expected two answers: a straight no or an okay. Either one would be fine with Jisung, at least he would know how he was currently doing. However, when he received neither, he knocked again, "Hyung?" he called out a little louder this time.
He started getting deja vu so he couldn't help but open the door which thankfully wasn't locked and froze when he saw the empty bed. It took him a couple of seconds for him to realize what was happening but when he did, he quickly checked his whole house for his hyung.
After not finding him, he started panicking immediately thinking of any worst case scenario possible. He took his phone and rushed outside, crossing the street to check to Minho's own house. His door was set to be fixed in two days so there was no reason for Minho to go back to an unsafe place when anyone could just enter. But he still wanted to check.
Nothing.
He got out and checked his phone, the time showing 9:30 p.m. It was getting late and Minho was out somewhere doing God knows what. He wished he had asked for his number but Jisung had just realized he never did.
He cursed at himself for being so stupid. How could he leave Minho alone in that state he's in. He ignored the small tears on his cheeks, simply wiping them before running around the neighborhood in an attempt to find him.
"He can't be that far, I wasn't in the bathroom for so long.." he told himself as he continued looking for him.
Meanwhile, Minho had found himself standing in front of his family's graves four white roses on his hands. He had gone out while Jisung was taking a shower, wanting to take some air and rethink his choices. But here he was.
