"You know,I sometimes wonder what if everything was as perfect as we imagine or as we wanted,wouldn't that be great?" Minho sighed,exhausted,sitting beside jisung
"Then the world would be selfish,nobody would be passionate about things" jisung looked at minho "You know....when people have everything,they tend to loose the value of it"
"But isn't it unfair...not being able to have something no matter how hard you try" minho looked down,playing with the threads of his ripped jeans
"You know that's not true,there's always a reward" jisung reached out for his hand,hesitated boy just placed it on his knees,slowly brushing his hands against minho's,the tension between them rising up as the room fell into a silence
"Minho?" Jisung tilted his head to look at his eyes,while minho couldn't look up,his eyes fighting to hold back the tears
"Yeahh...you're right hannie" minho chuckled
A smile appeared on jisung's face as he heard the older calling him by a nickname,he looked outside the window,admiring the beauty of the night and the boy right by his side,everything felt perfect.
"Do you wanna dance?" Minho held out his hand,slowly standing up,jisung didn't hesitate to take his hands now,he always wanted to do that....just never gathered the courage to do so.
Minho dragged him to the center,jisung's fingers strummed on the guitar,slowly swaying his body in the sync with minho,he didn't feel the need to be perfect,he didn't feel the need to play his best at that moment,he forgot all his worries,and he loved this part of him,the one who's himself,not trying to be perfect...just himself
The one only minho could bring out
"What are you thinking?" Minho snapped him out of his thoughts
"That how can be someone so beautiful" jisung whispered sending shivers down minho's body..he felt the moment heat up,their body collapsed with each other gently,the closeness between both,the silence between both
Minho softly placed hands on jisung's waist,other reaching out to place the guitar down,there was no barrier between both now...
"You want me to sing?" Jisung slowly exhaled
"I don't not want you to" minho chuckled lightly
Jisung hummed lightly,both swiftly moved their body,it was the perfect moment from they both might describe...
Jisung's voice echoed in the room,their body getting closer,their movements becoming slower and tender...their forehead were just an inch apart, both of them hesitated a little,maybe they weren't in contact but it felt like a string pulled them closer,like a magnetic feeling...minho was about to rest his forehead on jisung's but....
"I need to go minho" jisung said letting out a small sigh,minho looked down,slightly dissappointed
"I'll take off from work tomorrow...let's meet at your place?" That made minho's face brighten up
"I'd love to see you"
Author minho
He couldn't figure out why he was feeling this way for a boy he just met,a feeling he couldn't describe,and he never felt this for any boy before...jisung dragged him out of the reality,taking him someplace safer
I feel safer with han
But.....he can't
He can't let jisung get attached to him,he can't let him...
"But what if he isn't even attached to me?
I mean maybe I'm thinking way too much...maybe he doesn't give a fuck" his thoughts wandered in his mind
One thing that made him feel better around jisung was that he saw minho more than just a disease or burden...he saw minho for what he actually is
He didn't pity me like others,but he still caressed my hands...
"Aghh" a groan escaped his lips,he closed his eyes,he got up and walked out of the room
"I'm looking forward on meeting you.....han jisung" trying to push his mind towards the positivity
Author jisung
He climbed up from the window and went downstairs after changing into his night clothes
"You're up early" his dad said,sipping on his morning coffee
"I don't feel well,can I take off from work today?"
He asked nervously
"Make sure this doesn't happen again,a company is a big responsibility son...have you ever seen me being irresponsible?" He said in a stern voice
"I'll make sure it doesn't happen again" han bowed,walking back upstairs
He closed the door behind him,a sigh escaped his lips
One thing about strict parents is that they always raise sneaky kids....and jisung was biggest example of that
The thought of visiting made jisung blush,uncontrollably
He opened his cupboard,trying to choose clothes,he wanted to look his best yet comfortable...just something that will be eye catching
He sat on the bed,as he thought about how minho's hands felt against his....
He couldn't help but think how his day will go with him,he was excited yet nervous, a different feeling grew all over his body,a tingling feeling...a good one this time
He threw himself on the bed,staring at the ceiling,but soon his smile faded
"...what if he" he groaned,rubbing his face on his own stupidity,he got too carried away that he just started making up scenarios in his head,like some teenage kid
How can he just assumed that minho would feel the same?
That he was minho's type....
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dying heart | minsung
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