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Friendship?

Minho sighed when he entered the kitchen and Jisung imidiatly got up and left.

It had been three weeks since Jisung had last spoken a word with him. Minho sighed and checked the fridge for something to eat.

Jisung was a great roommate. He did his chores, cleaned up after himself, did the dishes, made food, went shopping, etc. Even though he was so great, there were a few points that bothered the dancer. The crying for example.

Jisung stayed up late, skyping or texting or phoning Hyunjin.

The other boy seemed really tired, but he would always pick up, really always. He loved Jisung to much.

At some point during their conversation, Jisung started crying. Minho never knew why, he just really wanted him to stop. Jisung should laugh, not cry. He wanted to bring a smile on the boy's face. But that wasn't Minho's job, Hyunjin was supposed to do that.

Minho stared at his phone, where two messages popped up, two seconds apart.

엄마
My train arrives at two.

단스 형님
We'll meet at one to practice.

Minho laughed, disbelieving his eyes. Now more than ever he needed... "JISUNG!! CAN YOU DO ME A FAVOUR?"

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Minho's practice ended at two thirty.

"Good work, everyone!! This tour definitely won't fail because of us!! But it's BTS, they can't do anything wrong."

Minho exchanged a look with his Hyung-nim, panic in his face as he tapped his watch. The man dismissed the youngest with a nodd.

Woojin had been kind enough to drive him to the railway station.

"Thank you so much, I don't know what I'd do without you", Minho told him, when Woojin dropped him and his mom off in front of his house.

"Lovely house you have here," his mom commented. She was looking around, admiring what they - and by that I mean Jisung - had done to the garden.

Minho was usually busy, and Jisung thought a YouTuber needed a nice garden, for some reason.

"Shall we go in?", his mom asked.

Minho sent one last prayer to the heavens that Jisung would play the nice roommate, then he nodded, guiding her inside.

An amazing smell was coming from the kitchen.

"Welcome back, Minho! How was practice? Did you remember to pick up your mom?" Jisung stuck his head out of the kitchen and pretended like he didn't know that Minho's mom was already there.

"Oh!! I'm so sorry, Misses Lee, I'm still busy preparing lunch!!" Jisung bowed while at the same time revealing his apron. "I'm not done preparing yet!!"

Mrs. Lee smiled. Her eyes glistened while looking at Jisung, she really liked him already.

"I can help cooking, darling. What are we having?"

"It's Minho's favourite food, because he's finally going on tour again!"

The eyes of his mom were glowing when she turned back to her son. They were almost yelling at him: "He doesn't hate your profession! Marry him!!"

Then she disappeared into the kitchen.

Jisung just stood there, staring at Minho.

"I owe you one," Minho said and hugged Jisung, who cleared his throat, looking flustered.

"It's okay," he said, "but you need a shower." Then he entered the kitchen and Minho smiled. Maybe Jisung didn't hate him as much as he said he did. But after Minho sniffed his shirt, he noticed how right Jisung was. He did need a shower.

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"Bon Apetit! I hope it tastes good. I had such great help," Jisung smiled at Minho's mom and she smiled back. She had already shared with Minho "in secret" that she really liked the boy and "had a good feeling about him".

Minho took one bite and sighed, before he started gulfing it down. He could see Jisung watching him, even through his shower wet bangs.

"It's good," he said, smiling at Jisung, who smiled back, a little shy, and began eating.

After the food Minho took his mom into the city after showing her his room, which she left after stating "Please get rid of the bundles, Jisung is a good guy, he won't throw you out like the others."

When Minho came home alone in the evening, his mom in the train home, Jisung had done the dishes and disappeared into his room.

Minho contemplated on whether or not to go to him and say thank you. He decided to do it, Jisung probably needed that.

"What if he's like the others?"

Minho halted in the midst of knocking after hearing Jisung's voice. It sounded like he was crying.

"He won't be, I swear." That voice was definitely Hyunjin. "I've known Minho for a long time, he's a nice guy."

Jisung sobbed. "I'm scared, Jinnie."

"Don't be. Now stop crying."

Minho finally knocked.

He could hear Jisung hanging up and blowing his nose. "Come in."

"Are you okay?", Minho asked immediately and Jisung nodded.

"I just miss Hyunjin."

"Thank you... for today. I know you hate me and I really appreciate that you did that even though you do, and I hope that you tell me what I did wrong so that we can be friends and.... STOP STARING AT ME LIKE THAT!!"

Jisung turned his face away and stuttered: "I'm- I'm sorry- I- I don't- I don't hate you?"

The question mark on Minho's face must've been really clear, because Jisung started laughing.

"I don't hate you, it's just... I'm not one of the popular kids and you are. I'm weird and cry a lot and you didn't seem to like me, so I thought I'd leave you alone and everything...."

Now it was Minho's turn to laugh. "I like that you're weird, it was just a shock to walk in and see a guy falling on his face, and you always looked grumpy and sounded like you missed your old roommate so much, so I kinda left you alone."

They looked at each other and laughed.

"Can I ask you a question?", Jisung asked after they stopped.

"Hm?"

"Why the bundles?"