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6.

"M-Mi-Minho"

He didn't answer, instead he stood there, tears falling from his eyes. Jisung looked so different, he looked so drained. Minho slowly walked closer to him.

"I'm s-sorry we're c-closed." Jisung turned around and grabbed the keys, he walked right past Minho and asked him to leave the shop. Once they were both out of the shop, Jisung locked it and began to walk away.

"Ji..don't w-walk a-away from me" Minho sobbed. "P-please"

Jisung turned around and walked over to Minho, gently wrapping his arms around him while pulling him into a hug.

"I'm s-sorry I'm s-so sorry!" Jisung cried. "I miss you b-baby, I m-miss you so much"

Minho flinched as Jisung hugged him, he was still slightly scared of being hurt. He had to admit, he did miss being hugged by him, his hugs were different, they felt like home. After a few moments of both of them crying and Jisung apologising a million times, they finally sat down on a bench and decided to talk.

"You look weak.." Jisung said, breaking the silence. "Have you been eating properly?"

Minho nodded.

"Don't lie to me" Jisung was worried for him.

"You've changed..a lot" Minho changed the subject.

"So h-have you" Jisung noticed that Minho was shivering slightly, he knew he got cold easily but never kept a jacket with him. So he took his off and draped it over his shoulders. "K-keep it"

"I can't..it's y-yours Jisung"

"You always used to steal my clothes, it's alright I've got many more" Jisung smiled a little.

"Thank you.." Minho responses quietly. He didn't want to admit it but he wanted Jisung to hold him close and tell him that everything would be okay, he wanted the affection back. As Jisung fixed his hair, Minho saw that he had something on his wrist. "Is that a t-tattoo?"

"Oh yeah..it is.." Jisung looked at the ground.

"May I s-see it"

Jisung nodded, putting his hand out to Minho who gently lifted his jumper, revealing a date written in Jisung's wrist. He smiled when he read it because he recognised it, it was the date they met each other. Minho slowly intertwined their fingers together, but Jisung pulled his hand away.

"I'm sorry, I have to go now.." he got up and started to walk away again. "Bye Minho" his walk soon turned into a run. He was terrified that he would do something bad to Minho again, it wasn't hard for him to loose control and he didn't want it to happen so he ran, he ran home and locked himself in his room.

"I'm sorry Minho"

I'm literally so damn bored.