I hate you!; Minsung skz

✮*･Fourteen･* ✮

The whole way to the theme park the two didn't speak. Jisung didn't know how to start a conversation that wouldn't end up being an argument. His mind kept thinking of things to say but then he thought about all the possible ways Minho could get offended by what he says.

Before he knew it they had arrived and they both hand their tickets in at the entrance to get scanned.

Jisung took note of the way Minho smiled when he looked around at the large rollercoasters that seemed to loop above their heads.  He found it a little strange since Hyunjin said he didn't particularly like big rides but Jisung still found himself saying "wanna go on that?"

"What?" Minho looked shocked at the question but Jisung only laughs and points upwards.

"Do you wanna ride the rollercoaster?" If Jisung was being completely honest he didn't like rollercoasters either. He'd always think he would be fine but then end up screaming the entire time, but if Minho wanted to go on it then he would endure it.

"Um" Minho glances up once again, he looked a little unsure but he nods "o-okay"

"If you're too scared to ride it then we don't have to" Jisung shrugs and he sees elders eyes narrow at the comment.

"I'm not scared" he assures, suddenly becoming very defensive "come on" Minho grabs Jisung's arm and drags him towards the entrance of the roller coaster. Since it was still pretty early the line was pretty short and they only had to wait a few minutes before it was their turn to get on.

It was more than obvious that Minho was nervous. Jisung didn't know if he was just too proud to say that he was afraid to ride it or if he genuinely wanted to ride it. He seemed a little unsteady as he climbed into the seat and Jisung grips his arm to help steady him. "Are you okay?"

Minho's face was as pale as a sheet but he nods, climbing into the seat and pulling the handles down over his head and chest.
Jisung does the same, still not quite believing that Minho wasn't going to pass out any minute.

The workers came to check that everyone was securely strapped in before the ride slowly begins to move.
Minho closes his eyes tightly, his shaky hands reaching for the handles.

"Minho?" Jisung asks when the ride started going upwards, going higher and higher. "You should have told me you didn't want to ride this"

"You would have made fun of me" his eyes were still tightly closed and his grip on the handles was so strong that his knuckles were turning white.

"No I wouldn't!" The younger says defensively.

"I'll be okay after the drop, I just don't like the hight" he says, opening one eye to see how high they were but he instantly closes it, leaning his head back and taking a deep breath.

The ride got closer and closer to the top, even Jisung thought it was too high for his liking. He couldn't help but feel like he'd already screwed up by asking Minho to come on this ride in the first place.
A week ago Jisung would have found this absolutely hilarious but not now, right now he was genuinely worried about the person he hated most in the world.

"I can't believe I'm doing this" he mutters before reaching over and taking Minho's hand, lacing their fingers together.
Minho looks over in confusion at the contact "just until the drop is over" Jisung assures and Minho forces a smile but nods.

Finally, the ride reaches the top and Jisung feels Minho squeezing his hand tightly.
As soon as they drop Jisung can't help but scream, hating the speed of the ride and the loops.

Within seconds the ride was over and Jisung felt like he was going to burst into tears. They'd both panicked so much over a ride that barely even lasted 20 seconds.

When the ride comes to a stop he realises that he was still tightly holding onto Minho's hand which he was quick to let go of. "Sorry" he mutters, getting up and leaving the ride.

The two boys wander around the park for a while, neither saying a word. Both felt far too embarrassed to say anything without fear of being made fun of.

He was really beginning to regret asking Minho to come here with him.

"Jisung?" Minho finally speaks, causing the younger to snap out of his thoughts. He mentally prepares him for being laughed at or yelled at. "You held my hand so tightly that I think your ring cut my finger"

"Wait, what?" That's not what he had been expecting to hear.

Minho laughs a little but holds his hand up, and sure enough there was a small cut between his fingers. "Why'd you ask to go on a rollercoaster if you're scared of them too?"

"Because I thought you wanted to go on" he says "I'm trying my best to be nice to you"

Minho shrugs and nods in understanding "I guess you're doing an okay job" he admits but Jisung only scoffs. How could he suddenly act so cool after he had almost cried because he was too high up?
"Although, holding my hand was a little too much so don't do that again"
He gives the younger a pat on the back before wandering off towards one of the food stalls.

"That's not what you said when we were almost a hundred feet in the air" Jisung mutters, quickening his pace to catch up to Minho.

"Are you hungry?" Minho asks, looking at all of the candy "I'll pay"

"Really?" Jisung was genuinely surprised. He would have thought Minho would try and make Jisung spend as much of his money as he could just because he could.

"Think of it as a thank you" he shrugs, taking a step closer to the stall and just picking something out for Jisung.

There were a lot of things that Minho should be thanking Jisung for. The movies, offering and paying for him to come to the theme park, helping him calm down on the roller coaster. Of course Minho was too proud to say thank you for all of them.

The elder comes back with two sticks of cotton candy and hands one over to Jisung "here, now you can never complain that I don't make an effort"

Jisung laughs a little and notices the small smile on Minho's lips. "You're actually unbelievable".

"I know"