Everyone decided to meet up three days later, this time deciding to invite Felix.
Jisung was reluctant at first. But maybe it would be a great opportunity to announce the relationship. He was currently curled up on the couch with a cup of tea, a pout on his lips.
"It'll be okay, Sung," His dad sighed, sitting beside him.
"He scares me, I didn't even know he was being like that until Chan pointed it out. What if he's a prick all day," he complained, leaning on him.
"I'm sure they'll call him out on it. If they don't, call me. Okay? Go get dressed," Jisung nodded and finished his tea. He got up and went to his bedroom. He wanted to be comfy. After digging around, he grabbed the pink jumper, pulling it on. He paired it with black ripped jeans and a pair of docs. The jumper hung off his shoulder and was pretty big, but he felt cute. He liked it. He grabbed the tote bag he bought and threw everything in; a water bottle, sunglasses, headphones, keys, charger, and wallet. He brought his backup anxiety meds. Yes, he took one every morning, but these were for when he was worse than usual. He had a feeling he'd be taking a few of these today.
Once he was sorted, he left his room.
"Ooh, that's a nice jumper. Is it new?"
"Mhm, Min bought it for me a few days ago... You said Mam was coming home,"
"Sorry, baby. Chanmin got more charges. Soon, bub," Jisung nodded with a sigh. "See you later," he kissed his head, sending him off.
"Bye!" He smiled, heading out. Minho was at the end of the driveway. "Idiot, we have to walk past your house,"
"So? I wanted to see you," he smiled, kissing his nose.
"So cute," Jisung chuckled, hugging him. "Come on, they wanna meet at the shopping centre," Minho nodded and let Jisung lead the way.
Jisung stopped randomly, turning to Minho with a frown.
"What's wrong?"
"You're not holding my hand," Minho cracked a smile, reaching out and locking their fingers together. Jisung grinned, pulling him along.
"You look really fucking good by the way," Minho complimented, yanking him back against his chest.
"Thanks, Min," he blushed, letting him hug him.
"Can I leave a mark there?" Jisung nodded, Minho spinning him around to face him. From a far away, it looked like they were hugging; Minho hiding in his neck.
But the elder had his lips on him. Sucking and nipping at his shoulder and neck. Was it mildly insane to do this in the street? Probably. But they didn't care.
Minho left four distinct hickeys. One on his jaw, collarbone, shoulder, and in the crook of his neck. They were dark, faint red ones surrounding them. Jisung kissed him before leading him again.
It took a bit to get there, the quiet air filled with car engines and their own small talk. Mostly, Jisung voiced his concerns about Felix being there. Minho understood, deciding he was going to be glued to him the whole meet-up. Jisung slowed when they got close, all of his confidence leaving as soon as he saw everyone.
"I'm here. Don't worry," Jisung nodded, reaching into his bag for a pill. He took it with water and sighed.
"Okay... I can do it," he mumbled, Minho pulling him along. Chan clocked them first, walking over to greet them with hugs. Everyone else greeted them, too, even Felix. They headed to a pub, getting a table for eight.
They received a booth at the side, all eight squeezing in. Minho and Jisung slid in first, Jisung against the wall and Minho beside him. Next to them were Chan and Jeongin. Opposite Jisung was Felix, then Changbin, Hyunjin, and then Seungmin at the end. Minho held up the menu, Jisung leaning into him as they read through each option. It was an English-style pub so they had a lot of traditional English dishes. Jisung chose a simple burger, not wanting to be adventurous today. It was a normal two beef patties, lettuce, cheese, and tomato sauce. Minho got fish, chips, and mushy peas.
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Iris | Minho X Jisung
Fanfiction♡ You bleed just to know you're alive. Jisung was lonely. He just wanted someone to see him, to acknowledge him. Minho was just like him, weaving down his own path of denial. Maybe they can help each other. Perhaps someone will try to get in the way...