sweet cherry

twenty six

minho had the stupidest smile on his face the entire day.
jisung wasn't anything different tho.

the whole day felt so...natural, like nothing even changed.
only their status.
and they sometimes shared a little pecks.

"so, should I cook dinner, or should I order something?"
minho asked, throwing himself on the couch right next to jisung.

"hm. what do we have and what could we order?"
jisung asked.

"we can order anything you want. with the groceries we have...I see it for something with cucumbers."

"hey, my cucumbers are still very much okay. you have no idea how long a cucumber can last."
jisung waved his hand.

"I'm kinda curious if you ever like...will get off of your cucumber addiction."

"eating cucumber salads is a lifestyle mister lee."
jisung said proudly.
"I'm not getting rid of that habit soon. especially when I still haven't got any answer for my question."

minho sighed.
"I don't think I will be able to look at cucumber the same way after yesterday."

"it was a very valid question okay?"
jisung defended himself.

"no. you traumatized me."
minho said, taking out his phone.

"I don't think asking if cucumber looks like shreks dick is traumatizing-"

"anyway, did you decide yet? should we cook or order?"
minho asked, cutting jisung off.

jisung rolled his eyes.
"if you don't want me to talk about shreks dick you can just say so you know-"

"I would very much appreciated if you stopped comparing a cucumber with shreks dick."
minho said immediately.

"are you perhaps feeling insecure?"
jisung said.

minho choked on his saliva, as he started to cough.

jisung snorted, slightly hitting Minhos back.
"I'm joking, calm down."

minho just looked at jisung.
"you're actually unbelievable."

"I like to think I'm also very handsome."
jisung said proudly.

minho playfully rolled his eyes.
"will you finally tell me what you want to eat?"

"you know what? you choose. I'm always choosing things when it comes to food and stuff."
jisung said, getting up from the couch and walking towards the bathroom.
"but I would much appreciate if you ordered something fried! I feel like being fat today!"

minho just chuckled, smiling to himself like the huge idiot he was.
he was whipped for han jisung.

•~•

seungmin walked into a coffee shop.
he felt like some fresh air would calm him down a bit.
and he could use a little space from hyunjin.

"hi, what can I get for you?"
a girl with a small smile asked.

"iced americano please. and a brownie."
seungmin said.

"okay then, once iced americano and a brownie coming right up. that will be 5 000 won."
the girl said.

seungmin paid and went to sit down by the closest free table that he saw.
with a sigh, he was looking outside, staring at the people walking by.

he was wondering if there was someone, anyone, who could relate to his situation.

I mean...of course not.

the only person who he could blame for his current situation, was himself.
he started dating hyunjin, even tho he knew he had a boyfriend.
he was the one who moved into hyunjins apartment just a few days after jisung moved out.
he was the one who started it.

seungmin couldn't really remember how this situation and his relationship with hyunjin even started.

they have been friends for a long time before that, and then they...just fucked in a club on a business trip?
drunk?
was it like that?

hyunjin went to seungmin the next day and told him that he has some feelings towards him.
and that was practically how their little relationship between the closed curtain started.

hyunjin melted his heart.
he was sending him flowers anonymously, even tho seungmin knew very well they were from him, because he could always catch the loving smile across the office whenever the flowers got delivered.

his own friends started questioning him, wondering who was this mysterious man, admiring the beautiful man named seungmin.

well, might be beautiful on the outside, he wasn't that pretty on the inside.

he should have just stopped hyunjin from whatever he was doing.
he should have refused him, and immediately tell jisung what had happened.
but he didn't.
because he also, wanted to feel love.

"here is your americano."
a waiter said, putting the iced coffee and a plate with a piece of brownie in front of seungmin.

"thank you."
seungmin smiled a little at the waiter, before cutting a little piece from his brownie.
"happy late birthday seungmin."
he sighed, putting the piece in his mouth.

drinking his coffee, he was still deep in thought.
was hyunjin really worth it?
all of his current suffering?
was this what jisung was going trough every single day before him?

oh...jisung.
he was thinking about him a lot.

he didn't met him that much, but he looked like a...super sweet and bubbly person.
someone who didn't deserve to be hurt in the worst way possible.

and he started wondering.

should he contact jisung, and tell him that he was the one in a relationship with hyunjin?
admit to everything?
was this the right thing to do?

well, of course it was.
but was seungmin really capable of doing that?
was he strong enough to admit that he was voluntarily the other man?

no, he wasn't.
so he was not going to contact jisung, even if his consciousness will eat him alive.
he will not admit that he had did something so terrible.

finishing his coffee and his brownie, seungmin left the cafe, leaving all of his thoughts behind as well.