hold my hand | minsung

Ch. 2.

Straight out of the main room, Han Jisung was going somewhere he himself didn't know. His feet were leading him to somewhere.

He had come out of the base and he didn't realize it yet. He stopped on his tracks when he realized how far he had gone from the base. He went back to the base and straight into his cabinet. He chuckled to himself.

He would have made fun of me..

His mind was playing the clips of his beloved, Lee Minho a.k.a. Lee Know all over again. Sitting on his chair, he is staring at the ceiling as his mind played their memories together in repeat.

It's already been 2 years now but still no sign of him...

Why are you doing this if you are still alive...? well... are you alive? Is there any chance?

He still remembers when they first met in a very hot day, very vividly. Thinking about it, he closes his eyes so that he could feel him.. even when he is no more around.

7 YEARS AGO

"Two coconuts, 1 vanilla, please. Thank you."

16 years old Han took the 3 ice creams and made his way out of the ice cream store. Just as he stepped out of the store he hesitated.

"Ow, ow, too hot!!"

"Two mangoes, 1 Mint Choco chip. Yes, please, yes. Thanks." a boy of around 18 years old could be heard as he made his purchase and was about to go out of the store, but he stopped seeing a quokka like boy being a little childish. He chuckled.

Han was clearly aware that the boy behind him is laughing at him.

"Hey! Elderly Hyung, You should not laugh at those younger than you."

"Oh, Sorry, Sorry. My bad."

Seeing the older apologize, Han felt pride fill up his heart as he held himself back from laughing out of happiness.

"Do you need any help?" the older boy asked the younger.

"Not really but thanks."

Hearing the boy in front of him the older let out a slight laugh that caught the quokka like boy's attention.

"Wow, you have such cute bunny front teeth. You really are so handsome!" the quokka like boy exclaimed not knowing that he said it out loud.

This made Minho crack up.

"Thank you. You sure seem.. very straightforward. What's your name? I am Lee Minho."

"Oh, like the actor? hehe. I am Han Jisung."

Soon after the conversation at the ice cream store they found themselves talking to each other even on their way to their respective destinations. As they were walking and talking, they realized it started raining out of the blue.

"Eh, out of the blue?" Minho wondered. "How far are you from home?" he asked Han.

"Just down the street. I will be fine, you can go." The younger offered.

"It's just down the street, lets run!"

Minho had grabbed Jisung's arm with one hand and the three ice creams in a bag on the other hand and ran as fast as he could dragging the quokka with him.

***

Jisung didn't even realize how he was shedding tears until his best friend, Changbin offered him a tissue.

"Hm, here. Wipe your tears."

Han's movie of memories was thus cut off. He fixed his posture and sniffed as he claimed he wasn't crying.