Lies || minsung ✔️

chapter seven

June

The next day, Jisung didn't come to the coffee shop. Or the day after that. By the end of the week, Minho had fallen into a slump.

He would go to work, slouch around and mope, then go home and binge watch dramas with his cats. 

The only time Minho would leave the house was to get food for himself and his cats or if Chan needed him after work. 

During the first couple days Jisung's disappearance, Minho would send him texts.

[minnie~]

hello jisungie~ >

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Minho grew desperate. He called Jisung. The phone call went something around the lines of:

"Hello? Jisung?"

Hang on- *muffled sounds and talking* 

Sorry hyung I gotta go. I'll call you back later

Minho, in despair, went out to buy more cigarettes. He had been going through them faster than usual. On his way home, he saw the park near his apartments. He sat on the swing, a cigarette dangling out of his mouth, until an irritated mother asked him to leave. 

A few weeks later, after work, Minho went out to the side of the coffee shop for a smoke before heading home. He was hidden away in an alleyway next to the store, casually watching the people passing by. Minho wasn't really paying attention to the people, though. He was lost in thought until his eyes caught on a silhouette dart past the alleyway. 

Hope flooded throughout Minho, and he had to stop himself from seeing who that was. Then, the silhouette returned, casting a long shadow down the alleyway. 

"M-minho?" called a familiar voice. Minho visibly tensed up. 

"Gosh- what are you doing in a sketchy alleyway?" Jisung asked, waving his hand in front of his face to dispel the smoke. 

"And quit smoking, it's bad for you. You reek like cigarette smoke," Jisung said, looking disapprovingly at the cigarette still dangling out of Minho's mouth.

Minho quickly put out the cigarette and looked Jisung in the eye. "Oh? Jisung has finally returned," he commented snarkily.

Minho was pissed that Jisung had practically fallen off the face of the earth. "Where have you been?" He asked, trying to rein in his anger and irritation.

Jisung, who didn't sense Minho's feelings, hesitantly grabbed Minho's hand. Minho's heart sped up, to his dismay. He was still upset.

"Let's go. Make us some drinks. I have so much stuff to tell you," Jisung said cutely, lightly pulling a moody Minho behind him. 

But really, who could stay mad at someone as cute as Jisung?

Once Minho made their drinks, he sat in the very corner of the cafe and questioned Jisung. "Where have you been? Why didn't you contact me?  It's been so fucking long, Jisung," Minho said, his irritation slipping into his tone.

Jisung looked up at Minho with big, shining eyes. It almost looked like Jisung was going to cry. "Ah, hyung, you missed me? I'm sorry I haven't stopped by or talked to you much. I had a lot of stuff."

"It better be school stuff. Wait, are you coming here to tell me that you're gonna run away with your sexy new actor girlfriend?" Minho asked, his mouth turning up into a smile.