ghost of you || minsung

- 1 - Adonis -

Here I am waking up

It was always cold in the mornings for Jisung. Despite the fact that he wrapped himself in layers of blankets that would have most sweltering, the chill of the early air always got to him. There was nobody to steal heat from. There hadn't been for many years. 

"Good morning, sunshine," the young man murmured quietly.

The very second that his feet swung down from the bed, two lithe cats begin to dart around them. Their tails brushing against him as they endlessly forced themselves into his pathway, craving attention they would inevitably get.  Jisung never had been good at denying them  whatever they wanted.

The man made his way to the bathroom, passing in front of a lone polaroid as he did so. It was a perfect encapsulation of the happiest moment of his life: the photo was slightly blurred owing to the fact that Jisung was shaking with laughter when he took it, Minho was just slightly off centre ; arms carving through the air as he danced to a song only he could hear. His large eyes were staring straight into the camera, his lips turned up at the corners. 

It was a reminder to Jisung.

A reminder to live.

A/N - Who's ready for bittersweet angst??