ghost of you || minsung

- 3 - Bellwort -

There's your coffee cup

Seungmin came over on the twenty second of every month without fail. He brought fresh Nespresso capsules, a tupperware full of lemon cookies and shedloads of love and affection. This has been going on for as long as Jisung could remember; maybe fifteen years? It used to be the two of them and Minho. But Minho was gone now. 

So it was only the two of them.

The younger boy had made the coffee this time. Jisung had welcomed the warm cup into his sweater paws, one of the cats immediately making a bed within his lap. His mug was a warm yellow, with thin streaks of blue in random locations. Seungmin was drinking from the same mug as usual: a loud pokemon design. 

A pale blue mug, declaring 'I love coffee more than I love you',  was perched on the table. Some may say that the espresso was being wasted. Others, such as Jisung, would tell those people to fuck off. 

Seungmin wasn't Minho. But he did understand Jisung, and that's what mattered.

A/N - This is going to have a plot but it will be slow and very sad