remember you || minsung

01

August 2011

"Minho, why don't you go out and play with the other kids around here?"

The twelve year old groaned. He didn't want to be here.

When he heard he was going to spend the summer at a cottage and instead of in Seoul with his friends he felt devastated.

They were probably having a fun time going to the park all together, but there he was in the middle of nature, with no one he knew.

"Minho, did you hear what I said?" His mother said.

"Yes." He replied.

"Good, now go outside and don't make me repeat myself."

He got off the couch and left the house.

Minho walked around for a bit, he passed by groups of people, but he had no interest in them. He reached the lake and no one was there, but one boy.

He examined him, the boy seemed to be fascinated by the rocks on the lake. He approached him to see what he was so interested in looking at.

"Hey, what are you looking-"

"Shh." The boy turned around with his finger on his lips.

"You have to be quiet." He whispered. "Or else it will go away."

The boy bent down, Minho couldn't see what he was doing so he just watched.

"Look." He turned around and in his hand was a beetle.

"EW! WHAT IS THAT!" Minho screamed and took a step backwards.

"It's a beetle! What? You've never seen one before?" The boy asks.

"I don't know, I probably have, but when I see bugs, I don't look and see what types of bugs they are!" Minho said in disgust. "They're all just gross!"

The boy laughed and Minho could swear he felt rays of sunshine come from him.

"You're funny." He finally said and put the beetle back on the rock.

"I'm Han Jisung. I'm ten."

"Lee Minho. I'm twelve."

"Hyung, do you want to come with me?" He said standing up.

"Where are you going?"

"Looking for cicadas." Jisung smiled.

"What is with this kid and bugs."

"Are you coming?" The younger said and began to walk to the forest.

"Yeah, I'll come." He sighed and began to follow him.

In fact, Minho really did not want to go on a bug expedition right now.

Never in a million years would he have thought he would be the one looking for bugs and not trying to stay as far away from them as he could.

But here he was, doing it for a boy he met five minutes ago.

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my fourth *sigh* minsung book

I really have no self control