Jisung's overprotective parents lock him in their house. He has never met another person, and never seen the outside world. At seven years old, Jisung became depressed out of loneliness and his parents got him a friend. Minho came to Jisung wheneve...
Minho went back to Jisung the next day. In fact, he went back every day. They talked and played everyday, and never got tired of each other. Jisung's mother noticed how much more open and happy the boy became.
Even on school days, as soon as the last bell rang, Minho went to the all too familiar mansion to see the younger boy. Whenever they had a sleepover, The boys would look at the many constellations in the night sky and Minho would tell Jisung what the real world's like.
Jisung loved hearing those stories.
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Right now, Minho is seventeen and Jisung's sixteen. They had been friends for nine years. Minho made other friends too, but never turned his back to Jisung.
"Minho, why can't you ever hang out after school? You never come along with us." Changbin asked. Minho gulped down the kookie he was chewing on and simply said: "I'm busy after school."
"What do you even do then? It's not like you have a job or strict parents." Felix added.making all the others at the table also interested.
Minho wondered why he never told his friends about Jisung. It's not like his parents asked him to keep their son a secret.
"There is... this boy. His name is Jisung."
"I didn't know you had a boyfriend." Chan said smirking.
"He's not. He's been my best friend for years but, he's not allowed outside."
"What do you mean? Is he in like... a hospital?"
"No, his father doesn't want him to leave the house. He's never seen the outside world."
"That's sad." Hyunjin commented. "But how are you friends with him?"
"Being alone drove him crazy, he was diagnosed with depression when he was seven. His mom contacted one of their business partners and it happened to be my dad." Minho smiled when the memories came back.
"Can we meet him?" Felix asked excitingly.
"I don't know. I'll ask his parents."
Minho excused himself and went to a place a little more private to make a phone call. He pulled his cellphone out of his pocket and searched for the right contact.
"Hello?"
"Hi mrs.Han, uhm... can I ask you something."
"Of course, go on."
"Could some of my friends meet Jisung? I think it'd be good for him."
"Oh I don't know sweetie. I think it'd be nice but Hyeong-seok might not. I'll ask him. I'll call you back."
"Okay, goodbye."
"Bye Minho."
Minho went back to the table and told his friends Jisung's parents considered agreeing to the idea. For the rest of the day they teased him about it the whole time.
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"Hi hyung." Jisung said as he hugged his friend. Minho hugged back tightly. Even though they saw each other every day, they missed each other like crazy.
"You know what's weird?" Minho began, "in all the years we've been friends I've never mentioned you to my friends at school."
"I'm guessing today you did."
"Yeah, they asked why I never hang out with them outside of school. they said they want to meet you."
"You know I can't..."
"I know, I know. But I asked your mom anyway, and she might approve."
"Really?" Jisung was suddenly hit with a ray of excitement and smiled brightly.
"What do you wanna do?"
"I'm hungry. Let's order food and have deep conversations while feeding ourselves and the ducks?"
"Sounds perfect."
"Ooh let's order cheesecake!" Jisung said smiling and clapping his hands.
"Ji, you literally have all the cheesecake in the world in your possession. How about just lots of meat."
"And rice."
"Perfect."
Both boys giggled and plopped down on the couch and ordered all the food they could afford. When the food arrived they did exactly what they said they'd do.
J: hey Minho?
M: yeah
J: have you ever had a girlfriend before?
M: ew no girls are gross
J: you're a mood.
Minho turned to the younger.
M: did I never tell you I'm gay?
J: .... no
M: oh, my bad. I'm gay
J: yeah no shit.
M: I'd ask you if you've had a girlfriend but yeh...
J: girls are gross
M: I meant because you've never met anyone other than me
J: oh yeah... what are they like?
M: they??
J: boys
M: all the good ones are straight.
J: you're gay...
Minho started blushing like crazy. He turned back on his back and looked at the starry sky and made a comment to avoid awkwardness.
M: look! It's Ophiuchus
He pointed at the constellation in the sky and smiled.
J: since when do you know constellations?
M: I took an extra class about them so that I'd understand whenever you talk about stars.
J: that's sweet.
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