Minho's footsteps were heavy as he wandered into the park, lost in thought. The sun was setting, casting a warm golden hue over the trees and pathways. He had no particular destination in mind; he just needed to get out of his suffocating apartment. Unconsciously, his feet had led him to this place, the park where he had first met Jisung.
The memories came flooding back as he walked past the familiar spots-the old oak tree, the fountain, and finally, the bench where they had shared countless moments. Minho's heart ached with the weight of those memories, but he kept walking, eventually finding another bench a distance away. He sat down heavily, burying his face in his hands.
A few yards away, Jisung sat on the bench they used to share, oblivious to Minho's presence. His diary lay open on his lap, and he absentmindedly twirled a pen between his fingers. His memory was a patchwork of fragments and gaps, a result of the accident that had changed everything. He couldn't remember the details of his past, but certain places and faces sparked a flicker of familiarity.
As he looked up from his diary, Jisung's eyes landed on Minho. There was something about the man sitting on the other bench that drew him in. He felt a strange pull, a sense that this person was important, even if he couldn't quite place why. Jisung watched Minho, his gaze unwavering, as if searching for answers in the lines of his face.
Minho, lost in his own turmoil, didn't notice Jisung's gaze. He leaned back against the bench, staring blankly at the sky.
The evening air was cool, and the park was relatively quiet, the sounds of the city fading into the background. He thought about Jisung, wondering where he was, how he was coping. The guilt gnawed at him.
The way jisung now is looking at minho is making sure that this silly thing will be jisung's favourite. How can i person look so cute and bubbly while their clothes gives the murderer vibe.
Minho was there to clear his mind but jisung now is here to fill his heart. Jisung didn't noticed the situation or he wasn't concerned if anyone saw him staring at a random.
He just can't take his eyes off of him..
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MARKED AS MINE || minsung
Fanfiction"I can't stand how every guy stares at you. It drives me insane." "You're being ridiculous. I can talk to whoever I want." "You're mine, Jisung. Don't make me remind you again."he said,walking towards me smirking. ____________ Mafia boss Minho meet...
