You're My Cure•.Min/hyunsung Fanfic

.•.That Smile.•.

Something was different about Jisung these days.
Of course he had lost his best friend, but it seemed as if that bubbly soul of his had never existed in the first place.

A week had passed since he got his new roommate, and he absolutely tried his hardest to fulfill Minho's wishes and be the ball of sunshine he once was.
It just wasn't there anymore.

"So you like..make music?" Asked the long haired boy while sketching in a book.

Jisung nodded with a soft smile, clicking on his laptop with one ear out of his headphones.

"That's a very nice laptop and headset; your family must be rich." Hyunjin laughed at his own comment, but quickly stopped when he realized that the other didn't find it funny at all.

"I'm an only child, and my parents are dead." He said while blank face, and he continued to stare at his screen.

"Oh.."

Hyunjin turned beet red as the wave of embarrassment rushed through his bones.
He continued sketching and taking quick glances at the younger.

Jisung finally looked over and noticed the boy staring, and it came to his attention that he wasn't planning on looking away anytime soon.

"What are you staring for? It's creepy." He implied with a disgusted look.

Hyunjin blankly stared at the boy and jisung was seriously beginning to get freaked out. "Hyunjin are you okay?" He asked with raised eyebrows.

After about two minutes of jisung trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Shaking, tapping and snapping at the boy, hyunjin finally snapped into reality and jumped when he saw jisung in front of him.

"How'd you get there?!" He yelled out while falling back into his bed.

"What the fuck just happened to you?!" The younger snapped.

"Did I do it again? I was hoping it wouldn't happen while we were talking."

Jisung gave the mullet haired boy a confused look, and hyunjin laughed while taking a deep sigh.

"I have absent seizures. It's petit Mal seizures."
He said while looking up at jisung, who was still standing over him, very concerned.

"Oh, that makes sense..Sorry, I probably shouldn't have been shaking you then." Said the brunette.

"Well now that you know what I'm here for, you can tell me why you're here?" Hyunjin smiled as he poked the younger's cheek playfully.

Jisung cringed and pulled his face away. "I have cystic fibrosis. I thought it was pretty obvious, but I guess you're not the sharpest pencil in the pack."

Hyunjin stared at jisung for a moment before bursting into a loud laughter and throwing himself back onto his pillows.
Jisung stood there confused at what was so funny, but didn't interrupt.

"I'm sorry! Your illness isn't funny, I just love the last thing you said!! Say it again!" He demanded, still wiping tears from his eyes from laughing so hard.

"What? What did I say?"

"Not the sharpest pencil in the pack!? I've heard a lot of similar things but nothing that creative!"
The older cried out.

Jisung joined into the laughing matter, and the slight chuckle made hyunjin gasp as if it was the most interesting moment ever.
"I knew it was possible to make you smile!"

The brunette looked down and immediately stopped smiling. "Yeah, well obviously.."

The two got quiet and jisung walked back to his bed, sitting down and going back to what he was doing before.