𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐃 - 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

fighting - 🥀➡️🧸

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Triggers: shouting, cursing
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"Minho, I tell you this every day!" Jisung shouted.

"And I tell you every day that I can't! I have to leave in the morning, I don't have time to finish the dishes, but I do them every goddamn night when I get home!" Minho yelled back. Jisung scoffed.

"Every goddamn night? Sure! You can tell yourself that!" Minho rolled his eyes.

"What is this really about because it's not about fucking dishes!"

"It's about the fact that you almost got me fired today!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize I couldn't bring friends to the restaurant you work at, even though you fucking told me I could!" Jisung gritted his teeth.

"Those stupid friends of yours-"

"Of mine?! They're your friends too! Tell me why you're actually fighting with me!"

"I'M NOT HAPPY WITH OUR RELATIONSHIP!"

Minho's face went blank. "W-What?"

"You heard me." Jisung was panting and shaking.

"Baby, no-"

"Don't 'baby' me! We've been fighting constantly for the past three weeks. I'm done!" he yelled. Minho felt tears in his eyes.

"Jisung, please-"

"No! I'm done, I'm leaving." Jisung grabbed his keys and jacket and slammed the door behind him. Minho stood there in disbelief, beginning to sob. He covered his mouth with both hands and fell to his knees. He looked out the window of the apartment and saw Jisung already at the parking lot.

Hurriedly, Minho got up and ran after Jisung, into the pouring rain in a t shirt and shorts.

"Jisung! Please!"

Jisung turned and looked at him, a frown present on his face and shaking with anger.

"What do you want, Minho?" he seethed. Minho couldn't see through the tears and the rain. He stepped closer and tried to take Jisung's hand but he pulled away.

"Please, come back home. You didn't mean that I know it!"

"How do you know? How do you know I don't hate you right now?"

"Because you love me! At least you told me you did," he trailed off. "But I love you, I promise-"

"Then fucking act like it!" Jisung shouted. Minho took a staggered, sharp inhale. Jisung never cursed. He despised cursing.

"Baby-"

"No! Act like you fucking care because at this point I'm not sure you do!" Minho bit his lip so he wouldn't sob out loud.

"Jisung, I love you so much. I care about you so much. I'm so in love with you it hurts! I-" Minho stopped himself to let out a small sob. He reached into the back pocket of his shorts and pulled out a little black box. He took Jisung's hand and put the box in it, closing his fingers around it.

"I love you so much. Please, take me back. I will treat you better, and I'll never hurt you again." Jisung breathed heavily.

"Minho, what is this?" Minho opened the small box to reveal a silver band with diamonds encrusted around it. Jisung gasped quietly and shook his head. He began to cry. Minho knelt down, still holding Jisung's hand.

"Minho-"

"Jisung, I love you. Please, will you marry me? I need you, please." Jisung bit his lip.

"I'm sorry Minho. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to start so many fights," he sobbed. Minho stood up and held his face in his hands.

"Don't you dare be sorry." Jisung's eyes fluttered and he looked from Minho's eyes to his lips, asking silently for permission. Minho understood and nodded, allowing Jisung to close the gap between them and kiss him. The kiss was long and slow, and Jisung nearly dropped the box. They pulled apart in a fit of laughter and pressed their foreheads together.

"So will you marry me?"

"Yes, of course, yes."

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