𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐀

V

jisung was waiting in front of the restaurant where he was supposed to meet minho.
all of this kind of scared the young boy, since he wasn't used to going out too often or even just talking to somebody.
he, sure, had some friends, but felt like they couldn't really understand what was going on inside his head, and just gave up halfway through the endeavor.
and it sucked. it really did.
that's why he decided to download a dating app, so that he wouldn't bother his so-called 'friends' with his massive complaining.

the air was fresh and the sky was of a tangerine colour, which kissed jisung's face, making his skin look caramel coloured, the light slightly annoying his view of the street.

jisung checked the time.
7:34.
what is taking him so long?

suddenly a buzz broke the deadly silence he was immersed in.
he took the phone out of his pocket and saw the preview of a message.

[minxoxo: hey sungie, bad news :(
i won't be able to come before 9, so just get something to eat by yourself and i'll arrive soon! pinky promise!!!
wait for me!!]

what was he supposed to do now?
just eat by himself and wait for a stranger?
even if he wasn't really sure about what to do, he eventually took a place in the restaurant and ordered something to drink just to kill the time.

nine o' clock arrived slowly, as if that time never really had to come.
jisung wasn't paying much attention about it anyways.
he checked the time again.
8:52.
he swallowed the last piece of the vanilla cheesecake he ordered, and left.

he didn't know how to feel.
did he have to feel excited? scared? anxious?
he wasn't the type of person who would go out specifically to make new friends, not as if he cared about his appearance.

the phone buzzed again, this time it went off, revealing an incoming call from an unknown number.
should i pick up?
his parents would always tell him to not answer calls from people he didn't know 'if it's important they'll call again' they said, but something about it made him curious.
he wanted to know who was calling him, who wanted to talk to him.

《jisungie you finally picked up!》
《who is this?》
《oh sorry, how stupid of me! it's minho》
《oh, hey》
《where are you?》
《i'm in front of the restaurant where we were supposed to meet》
《oh, yeah- i see you! i'm coming》

suddenly a man started to run towards jisung, smiling widely.
he was wearing a pair of black jeans and a velvet shirt with some strings to keep the red clothing closed.

❛❛so you're jisung❜❜ the man started, the smile on his lips softening.
❛❛and i assume you're minho❜❜, jisung continued.
❛❛you assumed right! so, what are we gonna do? are you taking me somewhere?❜❜
❛❛i didn't plan anything...but what about a walk in the park?❜❜
❛❛i like that. let's go!❜❜

and with that they started to walk.
the atmosphere was quite charming, the sky was painted with stars and beautiful colours, and no one was anywhere to be seen in the park.

❛❛i hope you're not mad at me for making you wait for so long❜❜
❛❛don't worry it's not that big of a deal❜❜
❛❛what do you mean? am i not important to you?❜❜
❛❛no, it's not what i- why do you suddenly care?❜❜
❛❛why wouldn't i?❜❜
❛❛i've known you for such a short time, it usually takes me a long time to open up to new people❜❜
❛❛i hope that'll be easier with me!❜❜

they stopped walking and sat on a bench.
jisung was looking at the night sky, when he suddenly heard a noise that caught his attention, making him worry and turn back around to face minho, who was now curled up in a little ball with his head between his hands.

❛❛woah woah, what happened minho?❜❜
❛❛i don't know, suddenly i got such a bad headache, i don't think i can bear this any longer, i'll just go home❜❜
❛❛hey wait! my house is near, i'll host you for tonight❜❜
❛❛seriously? thank you so much sungie❜❜
❛❛no problem, now let's go❜❜