After Minho had complained to Jisung that he was hungry and in pain, the younger boy was forced to go out and bring him something to eat. Convinced that it was the least he could do after kidnapping him.
Jisung came back minutes later with a muffin, some water, and ibuprofen to help with his headache. "Here," he held the medicine and glass of water out to Minho once he got back to the room.
"What's this?" Minho looked down at the small tablet in the boy's hand.
"Ibuprofen so you'll stop complaining about your dumb hangover," Jisung rolled his eyes and handed the tablet and the glass to Minho.
He took them, hesitating for a moment before he dropped the ibuprofen in his mouth and swallowed it down with some water, "thanks.."
Jisung gasped, "am I hearing this right? Minho saying—thank you—to me? How much did you drink? Are you okay—do you have a fever?" Jisung reached a hand forward and put it against Minho's forehead to feel his temperature.
In return, Minho pushed Jisung's hand away. "Ha ha very funny," he shook his head and set the glass down, sitting back against the headboard of the bed.
"I got you a muffin, do you not want it anymore?" Jisung held up to him.
Minho shook his head again, "not hungry anymore I guess."
Jisung sighed and set the muffin down, then proceeded to fall down onto his stomach on the bed.
"Hey! Get off," Minho whined and kicked his legs, trying to push Jisung off.
"No, it's my bed," Jisung mumbled into the sheets.
Minho huffed and went to grab something to throw at the boy, he reached over and grabbed the first thing he could get his hands on. As he was about to throw it, he realized what it actually was—it was the stuffed toy he had got him for his birthday. He froze and stared at the toy, did Jisung really keep this on his bed side table? He was getting this weird feeling, and he didn't like it.
Since it was starting to get silent, Jisung decided to lift his head and look at Minho. "Huh—oh!" Jisung quickly sat up, he looked like someone just found out one of his biggest secrets. He looked a little embarrassed. "Yeah uh—I just, set that there and haven't moved it since, I don't really, uhm yeah, I don't know.." he looked down at his lap and shrugged.
Minho nodded slowly and kept looking at the toy, "it's stupid, why keep it?"
"It's the only gift I got—like I said, so it made me happy," Jisung smiled softly and glanced up at Minho who was examining the small stuffed nut. It was silly, he had to admit—but it was also the cutest thing ever, he had to admit that as well. Minho was just cute—wait what?
Minho frowned and looked up at Jisung, finally throwing the nut straight at his face. "Well don't be, it's dumb!"
Jisung got hit right in the face, making him fall backwards over dramatically, "oof!!" He rubbed his face where he got hit and whined, "it's not dumb, it's cute and I love it!"
"Why love it!? It's just a dumb and gross gift from me, and I suck and we're not even friends so it shouldn't matter!" Minho crossed his arms and leaned back even further against the bed.
"Well I like it and I like you too so shut up!" Jisung reached for the toy and tossed it back at Minho while glaring at him.
Minho dodged though, grinning back at the other. "Missed me!—and wait, you like me? Like, how—why—that's even more gross than my dumb squirrel and nut combination."
Jisung furrowed his eyebrows and glared way more intensely at the boy, "I don't know, I liked you when I first met you but then you were all dumb and mean and then I didn't like you as much."
"What—"
"I thought you were cool and I wanted to be friends with you, you were funny to me—kind of still are but, I didn't say that—and I really thought we could be great friends."
"Wait—"
"Then you went all 'I hate you' on me and then I couldn't even have a simple conversation with you to where we could become friends!"
"Hey—"
"I still like you a lot and I want to be friends with you still but I know you don't want to be friends with me because I have an arranged marriage with your dumb sister or whatever, but guess what, that's not my choice is it? Nope. So can't we just be nice to eachother and be friends—"
"Jisung, stop."
"What?" Jisung looked at Minho with his eyes widened. "Oh crap, I—I didn't mean to rant about all of that to you."
"You want to be my friend?" Minho asked simply.
Jisung nodded.
"Well too bad."
Jisung sighed, "this is exactly what I'm talking about—why are you always like this? Can't you just be nice to me for one second? Like what have I done to you? I've done literally nothing, is it just cause I'm 'with' your sister?" He snapped.
Minho was physically shocked, he knew why he was acting like this and it was pointless, he should just give Jisung a chance. But he was petty and wasn't about to do it that easily—
"Minho, if you don't say something to explain or apologize to me then please leave out of my window," Jisung pointed towards the window, no emotion left on his face.
Minho looked at the window and then back at Jisung. He had a right to know—but he really didn't. He didn't know what to do, he was just confused. Sure telling him might be a way better idea than what he had planned, but then he'd also be letting out all of his feelings, which he didn't want to do.
Jisung was just getting ready to get up from the bed, "window it is—"
"Wait—" Minho spoke quickly and grabbed Jisung's wrist, pulling him closer to him. "I'm uh, s–sorry..." He felt small and pitiful. Was he really doing this?
"Sorry for what?" Jisung still spoke with no emotion showing on his face. It honestly scared Minho. He looked into his eyes and it seemed different—either he was a really good actor or he was actually pissed at him.
"I'm sorry for not giving you a chance to being my friend..?" Minho asked as more of a question, still holding tightly onto Jisung's wrist. Why was he apologizing though? What did he have to gain from this?
Jisung only stared back at Minho, he sighed and looked down. "Bad apology accepted."
"Bad—?" Minho seemed offended.
Jisung looked back up and showed him a smile, and Minho felt that weird thing again. He still didn't like it.
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FanfictionIn which a boy is forced into an arranged marriage with a girl, but what happens when he starts falling for her brother instead? ___________________________________________ Start | June 6, 2O18 Finish | June 6, 2O19 ____________________ #10 in M...