pretty boy. ms

two

J I S U N G

jisung was lonely, to say the least.

he was sat at his rooms desk, trying to scribble down lyrics to a song he's been working on, but he just couldn't think of anything.

usually, when he was feeling down and upset, writing out his emotions into lyrics helped him express himself, and made him feel better. more confident.

but right now, he couldn't figure out what his feelings were. he was upset, sure, but lately it feels like he's upset all the time. it was tiring.

he feels like he just wants to crawl up into a ball and sob his heart out til he had no tears to cry and no more pain to have to endure.

instead, he decided he needed a break since his hand ached. one, from harshly scribbling words down, and two, from scrunching up many pieces of paper and throwing them onto the floor behind him.

he picked up his phone and finally eased his back muscles by leaning back against laying on his bed as he went onto instagram.

he opened his dms, and scrolled through all the kind messages he received. of course, there were also some negative comments hidden between the nice ones, but he chose to ignore them. he didn't need his self-esteem to be brought down any more than it already has been.

he accidentally pressed down too hard while scrolling his thumb across down the screen, and clicked on one of the messages. he sighed, knowing he'd have to say or do something since the fan would see that he's read it.

but he paused. the message made him feel a bit...proud? he moved to the boys profile picture at the top and felt his eyes widen. his cheeks were a bright red colour and he felt his breath hitch in his throat.

this boy was ethereal.

he frowned and clicked on the boys profile, wondering who this literal angel was.

he got a closer look at the picture and felt his heartbeat pick up. his jeeks were probably a bright red colour by now, but he didn't care. he was too busy staring at the boy.

he then finally dragged his eyes away from the photo and began reading his bio. it said that he was a dance instructor in jype entertainment.

wait, what? how had jisung never seen him around before?

though, the squirrel boy wasn't really one to leave the dorms unless it was to go to his vocal, rap and dance practice or to the studio with chan and changbin. and that was all on the same floor for him- much to jisung's luck.

he then looked at the personal information to see that he was 25. 2 years older than jisung, but 1 year younger than chan.

it also said he had 3 cats.

cute

what, what?

get yourself together, jisung.

or....don't.

jisung clicked back to his and the boys chats, his fingers trembling above the keypad. should he respond, or should he leave the boy on read?

response, jisung. duh!!

anddddd he did...

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knowmin
- private messages -

> how can one be this beautiful?
> you're like an angel. literally.
> you're unreal😔
> omg ARE you even real?