Waking up, Jisung felt restricted.
In fact, he was completely trapped in Minho's arms, the older holding him tightly against his chest.
He didn't hate it, not at all.
But his stomach was grumbling, and Minho seemed to be still buried in dreamland, so there was the time for Jisung to wiggle out of Minho's hold and have some breakfast.
So he did.
As soon as he arrived in his kitchen, he took a disgusted look at his table.
He started his day by cleaning the table, not wanting to have breakfast in a table that had his bare ass imprinted on the night before.
Once the table was clean, he could finally eat.
Or drink. Beer, in fact.
Quickly, he discarded the bottle, and decided to make some coffee.
The coffee lingered enough for the smell and the taste of his tongue to change, and Minho might want one when he'll wake up.
And as Jisung expected it, Minho arrived in the kitchen as soon as the scent of the coffee filled his nose.
"Working today ?" Jisung asked, giving Minho a coffee as he smiled at him.
"Nope" Minho smiled "You ?"
"No" Jisung smiled brightly "Thank god" He said, walking to the fridge and taking a look at his beers.
"You're not gonna have a beer at 9 a.m, right ?" Minho asked tentatively, frowning as he sipped his coffee.
"Right" Jisung chuckled embarassingly "I'll wait for you to leave"
Minho rolled his eyes.
"Insufferable" Minho muttered, still half asleep.
"Anyway, what do you have planned for the day ?" Jisung asked curiously, sitting at the table as well.
"I don't know, stay with you to make sure those bottle stay closed in your fridge ?" Minho responded, raising an eyebrow.
"Kinda boring if you ask me" Jisung played around.
"Better than being far from you" Minho flirted, smirking.
"Of course, I'm the main event of your life" Jisung responded, joining in "The main character"
"You might be" Minho responded amusedly, sipping his coffee "What do you have planned ?"
"Maybe tidy up around here ....It's a mess" Jisung sighed, letting his head fall in his arms "I hate cleaning"
"I noticed" Minho teased.
"Fuck you" Jisung muttered
"Need some help ?" Minho offered
And Jisung's head shoot up. Firstly, he frowned, not liking the word 'help'.
"I have nothing better to do, and I like organizing stuff" Minho repeated, smiling softly.
"I'm no charity case" Jisung narrowed his eyes.
"It's not charity" Minho shrugged "It can be my apologies for breaking your limbs yesterday night"
"... Kay"
Somehow, Jisung appreciated Minho's dedication to cleaning.
He was indeed extremely organized, giving the two of them tasks for the cleaning, as well as processing step by step.
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A Lost Case - Minsung
FanfictionInspired by the movie A Good Person with Florence Pugh :) The last year meant pure chaos for Jisung. Pure chaos in his life, in his mind and with his health. He had gave up, completely, and let himself drown in the turmoil of his own desperation. An...
