I'll Protect You || Minsung

Chapter 11

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Minho sat on the couch as Jisung went to the kitchen.

Jisung wondered what would the older like as a drink, he chose between milk, orange juice or iced tea. He disregarded the idea of serving Minho milk, he would probably won't like strawberry milk. Only Jisung loves strawberry milk.

He ended up serving orange juice to the older since the Iced tea was only a half a cup already and not enough for the older if he wants more drink.

Jisung prepared the older his drink in a tall glass, he poured the orange juice then got a small glass and poured his own favorite strawberry milk and threw a plate of chocolate chip cookies, hoping Minho would like what he prepared.

He then walked to the living room making sure to be careful in carrying since he had been a victim in breaking a lot of glasses and plates.

Upon seeing the situation, Minho stood up and helped the younger.

"Thank you hyung!" Jisung let out a sigh of relief. Minho smiled at Jisung and placed the tray on the coffee table.

"You shouldn't bother yourself in making me these. But since you already did, thank you Jisung." Minho gave the younger a warm smile.

Jisung sat beside Minho taking a sip from his strawberry milk while Minho watched.

"You like strawberry milk?" Minho asked, Jisung nodded eagerly. Minho chuckled.

"When are your parents coming back?" Minho asked taking a sip from his orange juice as well.

"Mmm, I don't know. Maybe around 9." Jisung got a chocolate chip cookie and dipped it in his milk.

"So, we are friends now," Minho trailed. He didn't know how to engage a conversation with younger people like Jisung. Well, he did with Seungmin and Jeongin but they are his co-workers.

Minho only know little things about Jisung. He knows that Jisung has the mind of the little boy, which he finds it cute and sweet, he also knows that Jisung loves strawberry milk and chocolate chips.

And that's it.

"So how old are you?" Minho noticed himself being awkward.

"I am 19 years old!" Jisung exclaimed.

3 years older younger than him.

"Wow I am 22 years of age." Minho smiled.

"Okay my turn, what grade are you in?" Jisung asked positioning himself comfortably.

"College. 1st year college."

"Tell me something about yourself," Minho continued. Jisung's face lightened up.

"Well, I am a junior in our school, Haneul Highschool. Our school is divided into two - the Junior Building and the Senior Building namely Haneul Junior Highschool and Haneul Senior Highschool.

I also like coloring books! And and soft things like cotton socks, cotton jackets, and oh mittens! Soft ones!" Jisung's inner child invades his whole body. Pure innocence shown on his cute squirrel face.

Minho looked at the young boy intensely. Jisung's so soft both inside and outside. Minho smiled at himself as he imagined Jisung laying down at the floor with crayons all over the place.      

Jisung would be singing a lot of cute songs and--

Snap out of it, Minho

Minho metally slapped himself for thinking such things and just focused himself at Jisung.

Which he later regretted when he was greeted by Jisung's cutest smile.

Jisung giggled at the flustered boy and bit his lower lip. Minho suddenly saw the younger's actions.

"Why hyung?" He gave a goofy smile and they just stayed there, looking at each other.

A loud sound was heard outside and Jisung immediately looked out the window.

"Mom's here!" Jisung exclaimed. Minho looked a little disappointed when he heard Jisung. That means that he would be leaving soon.

Minho looked at Jisung, who is looking out the window carrying his strawberry milk with him.

They both heard the car door closing and keys inserted at the front door.

"Mom!!" Jisung said running to his mom. A short brown haired woman appeared and hugged Jisung tightly.

"Jisung, my baby!" Despite the many shopping bags Jisung's mom was carrying, she still managed to give Jisung her biggest hug. She then gave Jisung kisses al over his face.

"Mom!" Jisung giggled. "Stop it! It tickles!" But that only made it worse, his mom gave lots of kisses.

As soon as she stopped, his mom's eyes then averted to Minho, who was sitting awkwardly in the couch.

Minho noticed this and immediately stood up then bowing down.

"Annyeonghaseyo, Mrs. Han." Minho greeted politely.

"Mom, this is Minho, my friend." Jisung said but then he looked behind his mom. "Where's dad?"

Just then a loud groan was heard behind his mom.

"Oh Jisung-ah!" A middle aged man  revealed himself carrying a big box which covered almost his face, only his eyes are shown.

"Appa!" Jisung shouted. Minho hinted that he needed to help the man so he ran towards him and helped him.

"Thank you, young man." The man said as Minho bowed politely.

"Appa, this is Minho. He is my friend."

"Good evening, Mr. Han." Minho once again bowed.

"Oh you two probably are hungry. Minho, what kind of food you want? I can cook you anything!" The short haired woman asked.

"Thank you Mrs. Han but maybe I would be go--," Minho looked at Jisung who had his eyes on him, pouting at the fact that Minho had to leave.

Minho felt a pang of guilt.

Maybe I can stay a little longer.

Minho smiled. "Anything would do, Mrs. Han." Minho said and saw Jisung's face lighten up.

"I am going for Jisung's favorite steak and throw in some pasta. Would you like that?" Minho quickly agreed.

"Great! Hyungie, let's go to my room!" Jisung said gettig a hold of Minho's hand and dragging him to the stairs.

Minho felt his heart jumped a little at the sudden action. He smiled and held Jisung's hand tightly.

He felt like he couldn't let Jisung go. He felt like he wanted Jisung to be with him always.

Shit. What are you thinking, Minho?!

Are you...

Falling for him?

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I'll Protect You || Minsung
Written by:_ThePurpleMe