"hey hon, come down here."
"if it's dinner, I'm not hungry."
"please jisung, for once, don't fight me on this. and put clothes on."
"mom, please."
"now, son."
jisung sighed heavily. he slowly lifted himself out of bed and slipped on some joggers, keeping on minhos favorite hoodie. he walked down the stairs and looked at his mom with confusion,
"mom?"
"honey, you have to-"
"why is hyori outside?"
"you have to talk to her, jisung."
"why?! mom, don't you get it?! I can't!" he cried out, clenching the railing of the stairs tightly,
"why? why can't you give her condolences? give her some of the hope you have? convince her he'll come back! because I can't, jisung! I am your mother, do as I tell you!"
"m-mom please.." his voice cracked as he looked at the ground, hot tears pooling under him.
"han jisung, stop it. no more excuse-"
"mom don't you get it? seeing her is like looking at minho. it's like looking at my best friend and trying to convince myself that he's not FUCKING DEAD!'
"jisung!"
"I can't do this mom." he mumbled, slipping his shoes on and running out the back door.
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in the clouds ; minsung (✅)
Fanfiction"please just tell me you're alright, are you way up in the sky?" jisung just wants to see his smile again [based off of the song clouds by before you exit] {heavy angst}
