Jellyfish | 2MIN FF

ep 23; raison d'être

*raison d'être: reason for living.
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It's been eight months and everything was so different now.

What happened to our bloom of Jellyfish? Would it ever come back?

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Minho looked out the window, seeing a couple of kids from his neighborhood playing basketball. He needed to start looking more alive than dead. It's like he was a zombie for the time that passed. The undead would turn into the nicely living human.

He slipped his hoodie on and ran outside to play with the younger kids. Maybe he could teach them how to play properly. Open a new gate of passion, as Minho would call it.

What amazed the kids most was that they were playing with a high schooler on the basketball team. Compliments were thrown all around the court and smiles were exchanged. The joy in their voices and the loud dribbling of the basketball overfilled the neighborhood. It even made Minho's parents happy, seeing his son out of grief and into the lovely stage of happiness.

The day could've ended happily if a fluffy dark cloud didn't interrupt the game. As it started to rain, the kids ran in, but Minho stayed outside. He awfully missed the rain so much and didn't even care if he got sick. That smile was what mattered the most, he felt like a kid again.

Splashing puddles just like he did in his childhood.

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I ran inside of the warm cozy home, in order not to get wet by the rain. His parents both looked at each other than back at me. "Taemin, Minho's plating outside in the rain", his mother smiled and waved through the window, earning a wave back from the childish boy.

That's.. shocking. Well, better get sick with him. The door opened and I walked out, taking a seat on the concrete court, next to Minho.

"Doing better?"

"Yeah, think so", Minho softly muttered as he looked at me. "What brings you here?"

"Well, I miss spending time with you and I have something important to confess..", I pushed my hair back as it was splashed with cold rain drops. What was I going to ask him again? Oh, yeah.. that!

That..

It's a hard question to ask. The wet drops of rain slipped down my cheek as I decided whether to ask the question or not.

This was really awkward.. I mean, I have feelings for him and all, but I might get rejected. What's the point?

"Aren't you going to ask me the question, Taemin?", Minho chuckled, showing off the bright smile of his that can enlighten the whole universe. I just stared at him like the wimp I am.

Well, here goes nothing. I don't really give a fuck if he rejects me to this point. "Minho, I have feelings for you. I know it's weird-" "Hey it's not weird at all. It happens to lots of people. Guys too," he interrupted my meaningful sentence that sounded like it came from a soap opera.

"Well yeah, but what I'm saying is.. go out with me, I mean, we've known each other for a long time. I don't see a problem with it," I confessed while seeing him just burst out laughing. Does he think this is funny? Wow, what a jerk- "yeah sure, I'll go out with you. I've never really dated a guy before so be patient."

Woah, wasn't really expecting him to say yes. Is that bad?

"Taemin, you're the strongest guy I know. Like look at you! You've grown quite well. You overcame your addiction and dealt with your living matters calmly. How can I decline? You quit living life the wrong way, so now I'll stay with you," Minho held my shoulder, proud of the sentence running out of his mouth.

Wow, that's.. sweet.

From now on, I have reasons to live. Reason to help keep me on my feet. I can conquer this.

If somehow I can go back in time and not get addicted at all. The only thing I want to get addicted to is living correctly and with respect for others.

and me.

He's my reason.

Jinki is my reason.

Kibum is my reason.

Jonghyun is my reason.

How can I let all of that go? I can't. Lee Taemin, you have to make things right again, I'll take care of them no matter what. All of us can live happily now.

I can do it.