minho😻😻😻
i know it's late but are u awake?
Jisung groaned when he heard the ping of his phone from his bedside table, opening his eyes slowly and rolling over so he was facing the device.
Who the fuck would be texting him at three in the morning?
Picking up his phone, Jisung hissed at the sudden brightness attacking his eyeballs, sliding up to reach the control centre before turning the brightness down to its lowest setting. Letting his eyes adjust, he squinted as he read the message lighting up his phone.
iMessage
minho😻😻😻
i know it's late but are u awake?Sitting up in his bed, Jisung unlocked his phone and opened his messages app.
minho😻😻😻
i am now
fuck i'm so sorry
i'm sorry go to sleepJisung frowned at the response from Minho, his initial feeling of annoyance immediately fading as he started typing.
no no what's wrong?
sorry i just had a long dayeven more reason for me to go
it's ok jisung go to sleepminho
i'm not going anywhere
i'm awake now so u might as well tell meok
u remember when i ignored u for a few weeks bc of that spurt of depression?yeah
are u experiencing one now?i think so
all of a sudden i felt the urge to jump out of my windowhey i'm here
i'm so glad u came to me
i would cry if i found out tomorrow morning that u jumped out of ur windowi know
will you let me call u?
i really need to hear ur voice right nowof course ❤️
minho😻😻😻
[outgoing call...]
0:00Minho picked up immediately, and the sound of his heavy breathing caused Jisung to frown worriedly.
"Hey, Minho. I'm here," he said as softly as he could with his gravelly post-sleep voice. "You're ok, ok?"
"Yeah," Minho replied quickly, his voice much deeper than usual. Jisung gulped.
"What do you need me to do, babe?" He asked, putting his phone on loudspeaker so he could lie back down.
"I-I don't know," Minho confessed, voice softening a bit. "Your voice is nice. Keep talking. Please."
"No problem," Jisung nodded even though Minho couldn't see him. "I was thinking about you today - but I think about you everyday. This time, though, I couldn't concentrate in my Chemistry lesson. I just kept thinking 'wow, I have a boyfriend who's charming, funny, sweet and beautiful'. Seungmin had to slap me a few times to get me to concentrate."
"He told me your dad slapped you," Minho suddenly said, and Jisung inaudibly gasped. "Sorry - I know you didn't need to hear that right now."
"I-It's ok," Jisung replied, swallowing. "Really - it is. I just wasn't expecting it."
Minho was silent on the other end, and Jisung got to thinking.
"Minho, is that why you sound so angry?" He asked cautiously. "Because he hit me?"
"Yeah," Minho answered thickly. "Originally I was so angry that I wanted to kill him. Then I realised that I can't do anything over here and how fucking useless I am-"
"Hey, don't say that," Jisung interrupted. "I rang you as soon as it happened and you helped calm me down so much. You didn't need to be there to help me, and killing my dad wouldn't really help much. Seungmin already tried that."
Minho let out a breathy chuckle which calmed Jisung's nerves.
"Minho?" He spoke quietly, earning a hum in reply from the older boy. "I love you."
"God, hearing you say that sounds so good," Minho breathed. "I honestly can't wait to kiss you. I just want to hold you in my arms forever and never let you go."
Jisung giggled like a schoolgirl, hiding his face in his pillow.
"Are you blushing right now?" Minho teased, causing Jisung to blush more.
"No," he lied, and Minho chuckled.
"Look, you should go to sleep. It's late and I woke you up," Minho said softly. "I'll be ok. I won't do anything stupid, I promise. I just really needed to hear your voice and picture you blushing."
"I'm glad my embarrassment benefits you so much," Jisung teased. "Goodnight, Minho."
"Goodnight, beautiful."
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wrong number » minsung
Fanfictionin which jisung's date gives him a wrong number that turns out to be minho's. softbinnie-©