Clueless Boy - Minsung

Chapter 82

"Jisungie ?" Lia called

The boy raised his head, looking at her.

"How would you feel about the idea of ... living with Minho again ?" She asked tentatively.

At first, it was tempting.

Then, he imagined the fact that he would spent every hour of the day living with a man, and he frowned, in a sudden panic.

Having to spend all his time in a room and being vulnerable to the hands of a man, out of other's eyes, it sounded too terrifying. Too risky. 

 It hits close to home.

He shivered at the idea, before frowning at Lia, shaking his head abruptly.

"No, no, it's okay" She quickly reassured "I'll stay as long as you need, it's okay."

Jisung breathed out, scatteredly.

He pouted to himself, putting his legs up on the couch and hugging his knees. He let his head fall on his knees and sighed.

Lia softened, approaching and patting his head softly.

"It's okay Ji, you have to take your time, don't feel too frustrated"

He nodded, still pouty.

"But maybe it'd be cool to make Minho pass by some time, no ?" She tentatively said, smiling "Would you like it ?"

Slowly, Jisung nodded.

"Even if I'm not there ?" She smiled softly "You did it last time, maybe you can do it again, don't you think ?"

Jisung thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Hi" Minho smiled warmly when Lia opened the door.

Jisung smiled when he saw him.

As much as his brain hurt, he loved seeing him.

He loves him, he thinks.

Minho cutely walked to Jisung, approaching his hand slowly and smiling warmly.

Jisung stared, confusedely, at his hand.

"Shake it, love" He said, amused.

Jisung raised his hand, unsure, and overlapped Minho's hand.

The older lightly closed his hand, and shook his hand, before releasing it quickly.

Jisung liked the greeting.

Lia left, needing to meet some classmates, while Jisung stayed on the couch, staring at Minho.

The older was at the table, cutting some vegetables, so he could have a look at Jisung.

Because it has been a moment they were discussing. But Jisung needed to nod to answer, so Minho had to watched it.

He had offered to make dinner for them two, and Jisung had nodded eagerly.

Maybe he could win his trust with some good food.

"Oh also" Minho suddenly said, standing up "I have a present for you"

He waddled to his bag, picking something from it and approaching Jisung.

He handed it to him, and Jisung frowned confusedly at first. He inspected it.

A slate.

Jisung looked up at Minho, tilting his head to the side.