LOVE ; minsung

04. curiosity kills the cat

Jisung was looking at himself in the mirror. He didn't want to do this. Not with the stranger. Not with anyone. He wasn't in the mood for anything sexual.

He just wiped his eyes quickly. He couldn't cry. He shouldn't. He didn't want to seem weak, though deep in his mind, he knew he was.

He felt the tears fall rapidly. He'd held them in for too long. "Fuck, no.. stop." He muttered beneath his breath, his words were so shaky.

"What's taking so long?" He heard from outside of the bathroom. He just wiped the tears around his eyes.

"S-Sorry.."

It had been a week since he spoke with minho. Minho was on his mind a lot. He knew he didn't have a chance. Which added to the anxiety and depression he owned.

He wasn't close to minho, but he knew that minho could be comforting to him. He figured minho must've been busy. He hadn't been to the bar. Or at least jisung hadn't seen him.

"I was just freshening up." jisung opened the door. He fixed his clothing, trying to at least look as if he wasn't shedding tears the second before. he had to fake it. Once again. He gently removed his clothes on his upper body.

He did the same thing he always did, seduce, then leave. He sat in the man's lap, ignoring the feeling of the solidness sitting beneath him. He hated it. He felt disgusted.

Jisung stared down at his phone. He lived in a small apartment, and he obviously didn't pay for anything but his groceries because his job sucked.

He got curious, going to the search area on Instagram. He wanted to know more about minho. They didn't see each other enough to actually get to know each other.

He chewed his fingernail as he searched minhos' first and last name. Obviously, minho's account came up immediately. He wondered if he should try and text minho.

He scrolled through the post, his legs crossed against his own bed as he looked at the different pictures. Minho was truthfully handsome. Everything about him was his muscles, his face, his slightly overgrown hair.

Jisung slowly pressed the follow button, smiling shyly. He didn't know if it was weird he found minhos account himself. Was minho gonna think he's a stalker?

Jisung just sat his phone down, standing up. He decided to take a shower in his mean time, which he didn't get to do in the strangers house since he was kicked out.

He bent over, twisting the knob for the water to come on. He wished he could go back to how it used to be, him, his mom. Nothing else but love, no more hatred as he hated waking up with such a heavy heart.

His phone buzzed from the counter, which he heard. He quickly walked to, sitting back on his bed as the water fell into the bathtub.

Lee_know wants to send you a message

That's what jisung read. He quickly smiled, clicking on it, accepting the message in an instant. Sure, he wasn't stopping himself from falling in love.

Jisung bit his lip from excitement like he always did. Looking at the message, minho said a simple 'hi :)' . Igniting the conversation.

Where was everything going to go now? Would they just be friends? Does minho just want to have sex like every guy jisung meets? Maybe minho is different?

Jisung sighed. His brain was everywhere. It was always negative, too. He didn't get a break.

Hopefully, minho wasn't like the rest. He actually liked jisung for something other than his body.

But then again, why would minho like jisung?