𝟐:𝟑𝟖𝐚𝐦 - 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 ✓

Ch2 - 3:26am

"I can't believe I'm actually doing this," Minho groaned as he wrapped his scarf to cover his face, "He'll hate me! He's gonna think I'm crazy."

He considered turning around, but decided against it. He knew he'd have to tell Jisung someday. After all, they were best friends. But Minho was nervous. He had no idea how Jisung would react to Minho admitting to his apathetic depressive episodes. Drowning in his thoughts, Minho was at Jisung's car before he knew it.

Still lost in his own mind, he didn't realise he was reaching up and knocking on the driver's side window of Jisung's car.

"Minho," Jisung breathed out in shock, rolling down the window. This brought the older boy back to reality as he saw tears well up in his friend's eyes.

"Get in the car," Jisung said with a sad smile, "It's freezing outside. Are you still looking for someone to talk to?"

There was an awkward silence that lasted only a few minutes before Minho sighed and mumbled a quick, "I'm sorry. I should probably go." As he reached for the door's handle, Jisung grabbed his wrist and stared into Minho's eyes.

"Please stay."

The silence lasted only another moment before Minho apologised again. "I know you've got a lot going on in your life. You've got stress with school, family, trying to come out, and crappy friends, and you're an insomniac who spends his nights trying to fix people like me who scream into the void and hope their voice is lost forever."

"My struggles don't mean I can't care about yours. But I'm really grateful that you have Chan." There was a hint of something unhappy in his voice, but Minho couldn't figure it out.

"Wait," Minho said, baffled. "How did Chan show up in this whole... situation?"

Jisung scratched the back of his neck nervously as he looked everywhere except at Minho. "You said you've got one friend who cares about you, so I just assumed it was Chan because you seem to really care about him and for a while I've actually thought you two might be dating but I was too scared to as—"

Minho interrupted Jisung's nervous rambling by planting a chaste kiss on his lips. "You don't ever have to be scared to talk to me. You're my best friend, Ji. And that one person I said cares... I was talking about you." He smiled as he finished his speech. Jisung, with shaking hands, reached to his right to hold Minho's hand.

"Y'know," he began, "I can't tell if my heart is beating so fast I can't feel it or if it's just stopped entirely."

Minho laughed, wheezing as he said, "What's got you so worked up that you're dying over it?"

"You, moron!" Jisung said, trying to hold back his own laughter, "The reason I was scared to ask about you and Chan dating is because... if it were true, then I'd be crushed because I already never had much of a chance with you. Then you kissed me! How can you expect me to not have a stroke?!"

Minho tapped his chin with one finger, as if deep in thought about something. "Hmm... I really like you, and I really want you to stay alive. Are you sure you'd die if I kiss you again? Because I really like doing that, too. What do you want?"

Jisung felt his heart speed up even more. He let go of Minho's hand and turned to face him. The pair became lost in admiring each other, both nervous and happy and a bit confused. Minho pushed Jisung's hair out of his face. In a low voice, he whispered, "You never answered my question, Ji. What do you want to happen here?"

"I want you to kiss me again."

Minho happily did what he was told.

The rest is up to your imagination ;)
THE END.

fun fact i wrote this whole thing at 2am because i was sad and needed some fluff
anyway i really hope yall enjoyed this lil minsung oneshot. have a great day. bye!!