Made My Day || Minsung

23

"Minho, wake up, we're gonna be late," Jisung whined.

"Late for what?" Minho groaned.

"School! Now get up," He pleaded.

"Okay, okay. I'm getting up. Go wait outside."

"Okay," Jisung quickly left the room, shutting the door behind him.

Minho was E X H A U S T E D. He had spend the majority of his weekend taking care of Jisung. Jisung told him time and time again that he was fine, but he didn't listen and he doesn't regret it. His tiredness was worth it, because Jisung seemed to be much better this morning.

Although, he still hasn't smiled. Well, he has smiled, but he hasn't SMILED. You know? Like a real genuine smile hasn't been seen on his face since the night before his birthday, and Minho resents his parents for that. He sure hopes that Jisungs parents regret kicking him out, because they really should.

"Let's go," Minho said as he left his bedroom, "Wait."

"What?"

"Have you eaten?"

"Yes, I've eaten," Jisung rolled his eyes at the older.

"Okay, let's go."

"Aren't you gonna eat too?"

"Aw, look at you, worrying about me." Minho giggled, which Jisung loved.

"Ew, I'm not worried about you, now let's go," Jisung pried the keys from Minho's hands and walked away.

"Come on, asshat!" He heard Jisung call from downstairs.

"Coming!" He laughed.

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I hate this story smh