minsung one shots

i care

ⁿᵒᵗ ʳᵉᵠᵘᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ
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agnst. fluff / 3841
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- blood. injury -

minho looked up with furrowed in confusion eyebrows when a toy excavator was placed in front of him.

a boy with light brown hair, big eyes, and maybe the chubbiest cheeks minho had ever seen was looking down at him.

"what is this..?" minho asked cautiously, looking at the toy before meeting the boys eyes again.

the boy then smiled, his whole face lighting up. "let's play!" the soft, tiny voice said.

minhos eyebrows furrowed in confusion again. "I don't know you."

the boy immediately extended his hand. "'m jisung. han jisung." he said, a smile made it to his face again.

minhos eyes fell on the hand, and then he slowly took it in his. "minho. lee minho."

jisung shook minhos' hand excitedly before basically dropping on his knees in front of minho, taking the excavator toy in his hand, and started pushing it on the sand.

minho blinked a few times. the boy was weird. but well, minho wasn't going to turn down a friend to play in the sand after all. he took his bucket and shovel as he began to fill the bucket with sand.

jisung was making sounds to make it seem like the excavator was real and actually driving on the sand, like it was not just a toy.

they played for a while when jisung spoke up again. "how old are you?" he asked, looking at minho, the excavator now in his lap.

minho looked up from his "sand castle" and saw jisung looking at him. "six." he said, crossing his legs to sit more comfortably.

jisungs eyes lit up. "you're my hyung then! I'm almost five!" he started giggling.

minho nodded and looked at jisung when he started pushing the toy around the sand again.

no one said anything more after that. they just continue playing, the sound of the other kids laughter and voices fading away as they were in their own little world.

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the end up in the same elementary school.

jisung was so happy he had a friend there and was next to minho every chance he got. they were always sitting together at lunch, sharing the food their mothers had made for them.

jisung used to bring his comics at school so he and minho could read them together during the breaks between classes.

they also started spending more time outside school as well. 

there was this one time when their families brought them to the amusement park, and jisung wanted to go on the ferris wheel, but minho said that he was afraid of heights and he was not going.

jisung somehow with his pouts and puppy eyes convinced minho to go with him, promising that he will hold minhos hand the entire time they are on it.

and he did. once they sat down on their seats, jisung took minhos hand in his, holding it tight as he was fibrating with energy on his seat.

"sungie, I'm scared..." minhos quiet, shaking voice came from beside jisung as the ferris wheel started moving, his eyes squeezed shut.

jisung turned to him and moved closer to minho, squeezing his hand. "don't worry, min. nothing can happen to you when I'm here!" jisung said with a smile as he stroked minhos hair with his other hand.