His Idol // Minsung

Chapter 33

800 words.

"Hello?"

"Hey Minho, are you up for Rad Na?"

Minho sputtered and felt his heart leap before excitedly throwing out a quick yes. He heard Jisung chuckle before the line went silent. He continued to hold his phone to his ear in a daze and in shock before he felt it vibrate with a text

Meet me tonight at 8

Minho was ecstatic, he knew he shouldn't be getting his hopes up but Felix had explained how Jisung had been doing so much better and finally was healing. Minho knew he was being dumb but he couldn't help but feel like Jisung would want to be friends again. This would be their first time talking since they broke up, and suddenly Minho felt his anxiety spike as he raced to his closet. He felt like a teenager again as he picked out nice attire and fixed his hair in the mirror, even applying a little glitter to his eyelid and a tinted lip balm. When he felt he looked well enough he grabbed his things and lept out of his apartment, his legs carrying him without him even having to think.

As Minho walked into the familiar restaurant he was met by a smirking old woman, he felt his blush creep up.

"Someone's waiting for you in the back, I'm glad to see you two again I would've never let you in again if you ever brought someone different." Minho laughed and hugged her softly before he began the journey to the back of the small restaurant where he knew Jisung would be waiting. As soon as his eyes fell on the younger he was astonished to how he had forgotten how beautiful he was. Jisung's cheeks were painted with a pink blush and his porcelain skin looked polished in the warm lighting. His hair curled around his ears and his cheeks poofed out in the way Minho used to study.

"Hi," Jisung breathed and stood. Minho took the distance in quick strides and wrapped his arms around him.

"You don't know how much I've missed you," He spoke into Jisung's shirt. They stood wrapped there for a couple of minutes more than acceptable then sat down at the table. "So?"

"Haha, sorry," Jisung rubbed the back of his neck, "I don't know why I'm awkward."

"Cute," Minho mumbled, "How have you been Jisung?" He had forgotten how much he loved the sound of his name rolling off Minhos tongue.

"I've been good, working on my health," Jisung smiled lightly but Minho could see the proud glimmer in his eye.

"I'm proud of you," Minho spoke without thinking, and he saw the way Jisung's cheeks lit up red.

"Thank you, but really it's nothing, I still struggle with a lot of things, I mean you know how OCD I can get."

"It's not nothing, you're really impressive you know, I wouldn't be able to handle anything if I were in your shoes, I seriously don't know how you do it," Minho's eyes shone with sincerity.

"Don't flatter me, you're going to make my ego bigger than it already is." Jisung giggled and Minho could only think of how much he had replayed the memory of the sound the last few months.

"Well, I'm glad you're feeling better, even more so that you've reached out."

"Yeah well I've been coming to conclusions recently and talking with my therapist and I'm realizing I need to start prioritizing myself."

"I agree."

"Yeah, and I'm realizing I've already had so much success in my lifetime that letting myself receive love wouldn't be such a bad thing."

"No it wouldn't be that bad," Minho teased.

"I think my company was wrong, a relationship wouldn't ruin my career, and coming out wouldn't end my life. It might actually make me happier." Jisung was avoiding Minho's intent gaze, but as he stopped speaking he could feel a hand pull his chin up.

"So what I'm hearing is you miss me," Minho teased and got a laugh in return.

"Basically," Jisung rolled his eyes, "And I totally understand if I'm too much for you and you just can't handle all my bullshit but I want you to know I'd love it if we could start over."

"You could never be too much for me, and you don't know how long I've waited for you to come back to me." With Jisung's eyes on him Minho felt like he could do anything, "Despite all these months I still love you, I'll never stop loving you actually," Minho smiled.

"Me too," Jisung's brilliant smile was enough to almost give Minho a heart attack.

"You'll never stop loving yourself?" Minho joked.

"Shut up," Jisung rolled his eyes at the laughing Minho.

"So could we call this a date?"

"Yes I think we could," Jisung eyes shone under the lights of the restaurant and Minho was sure that moment was the happiest of his life.