The Black rose (Minsung ff)

Care

Jisung paced around Minho's office, bouncing on his heels, his hands fidgeting nervously as he prepared to ask for a favor he wasn't sure would be granted.

"Hyung," he began, his voice soft but hopeful. Minho looked up from his work, raising a brow. "Can I go out again? Please? I'll take Felix with me. You can send as many bodyguards as you want, I swear I'll be careful this time."

Minho leaned back in his chair, eyes narrowing as he considered Jisung's request. "You want to go out... again?" His tone was skeptical, and Jisung quickly nodded, his eyes wide and pleading.

"Yeah! I promise I'll be back by six sharp," Jisung added, crossing his fingers behind his back for extra luck. "And I'll come to the White Rose mansion after. You've got a meeting there anyway, right? We can all have dinner, and maybe... I could stay the night with Felix?"

Minho's expression softened slightly, though he tried to hide it. "Six sharp. No later. And if you're late..." His voice trailed off in a warning tone, but Jisung nodded eagerly, bouncing with excitement.

"I'll be on time! I swear!" Jisung ran around the desk, throwing his arms around Minho in a tight hug. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Minho sighed, patting Jisung's head affectionately. "Go on then. But remember—you're mine, and if anything happens, I won't hesitate to bring you back here."

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Jisung was practically vibrating with excitement as he dialed Felix's number. The phone barely rang before Felix picked up.

"Yo, what's up?"

"BITCH! HE ALLOWED ME TO GO OUT WITH YOU AGAIN!" Jisung practically screamed into the phone, causing Felix to laugh on the other end.

"No fucking way," Felix replied, sounding just as surprised as Jisung was. "Minho actually let you out again? Guess I'm just that good of an influence."

Jisung snorted. "Yeah, 'good influence' my ass. Anyway, come over, we're going ice skating!"

Felix paused for a second. "Ice skating? Seriously?"

"Yes! Now hurry up, or I'll go without you."

"Alright, alright, I'm on my way. Damn, this is gonna be a disaster."

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The ice rink buzzed with energy, the laughter of children and the chatter of families filling the air. The sharp sound of skates gliding across the ice echoed throughout the open rink, while couples hand-in-hand skated with ease, occasionally throwing a fond glance at each other. Christmas lights twinkled overhead, casting a soft glow across the rink, and festive music played from the speakers, completing the warm, wintry atmosphere.

Jisung, however, wasn't paying much attention to any of it. He was too busy trying not to fall.

"This was your idea?" Felix grumbled beside him, his arms flailing as he desperately tried to maintain his balance. His legs wobbled, and he slid forward awkwardly, looking like a newborn deer learning how to walk.

"Yeah, it was!" Jisung replied cheerfully, gliding ahead of Felix with slightly more stability. He wasn't exactly a pro at ice skating, but compared to Felix's disaster on ice, he might as well have been a professional.

Felix shot him a glare, his face scrunched in concentration as he attempted to make his skates cooperate. "I'm pretty sure I've bruised every part of my body," he muttered, clenching his jaw as his legs nearly gave out beneath him again.

Jisung turned around, skating backward as he grinned at Felix's struggles. He reached out a hand to steady his friend, trying and failing to stifle a laugh. "Oh, come on. It's not that bad. Plus, the bruises will make us look tough."