Red String | Minsung

열여섯

4 days until Han Jisung's birthday

Jisung woke up well rested. He hadn't had a good sleep in a while, so he was happy. He was going to rub his eyes but couldn't. His arms were restricted because of Minho clinging to him. Jisung then remembered that his enemy was cuddling him. Normally his first instinct would be to push him off and yell at him, but he felt really warm and loved being cuddled. He wanted to push him off since it's Minho, but he didn't get the chance to cuddle often so he didn't.

Minho's chest was pressed against the younger's back and both his arms were wrapped around him. Jisung felt embarrassed that he wasn't trying to escape Minho's grasp, but he couldn't help it. He felt too comfortable.

He then heard a sound coming from outside of his bedroom. "Oh my gosh, Jungho look! They're cuddling again." He heard his mom 'whisper'. "Shouldn't we wake them up? Jisung said he hated Minho." His dad sighed. "Oh but look how peaceful they are. They're so cute together, don't you think?" She gushed. Jisung nearly gave himself away by gagging at his own mother's words. "Sure. Let's go prepare breakfast, they'll be up soon." "Oh alright."

Jisung huffed. Why would she think I'd be good with Minho? Yes I'm gay, but definitely not for this dumbass. He then felt Minho move and breathe on his neck. This made Jisung instinctively jab Minho with his elbow. The brunette groaned in pain and was definitely woke up. "Ow, what the fuck was that for?" He spoke. Jisung paused for a second
"You were clinging onto me again! The pillows were useless!" Jisung yelled, not facing the other.

"How long were you awake?" The older male asked. "Not too long..." "So why didn't you push me off before?" He quizzed suspiciously. "I-I tried! You're just impossible to wake up!" The blonde lied.

"Sure. I should probably gather my stuff." Minho changed the subject. "Yeah, you do that. I'm gonna go to the bathroom." He replied. He sat up and put on his glasses before walking over to his bathroom. "Nerd."

Jisung ignored the older's comment and shut the door. The squirrel-like boy looked at himself in the mirror. He actually didn't look sleep deprived for once. He then thought back to earlier. I really shouldn't have just stayed like that. Why would I do that?? I despise Minho with all my being! Jisung splashed water on his face, trying to get rid of his confusing thoughts and feelings. He grabbed his contacts case and took off his glasses.

After he finished getting ready, he heard his parents yelling that breakfast was ready. He slammed open the bathroom door, startling Minho. "What the fuck!" He yelled. Jisung snickered. "Oh yeah, I need to get changed. Go downstairs and eat while I change." Jisung ordered. "Oh yeah, I forgot that I don't have a change of clothes. It's not like I expected to need to bring any." The brunette rambled. "Well isn't that just too bad." Jisung said with fake sympathy. "Now shoo. I need to get changed."

Jisung kicked the older out, and he knew his parents were going to pester him. He chuckled at the thought as he walked over to his closet. He felt like wearing something different than his usual comfy casual style  again. He wasn't sure why, he just felt like it. He decided to wear a dark blue beret, a button up shirt under an oversized blue knitted sweater tucked into rolled up light blue jeans. Once he was dressed, he was satisfied with his outfit.

He walked down the stairs, smelling the delicious breakfast. He scurried over to the kitchen. He saw his mom and dad preparing breakfast. He was about to talk to them but decided not to as he remembered what they saw. He tried to sneak out of the kitchen but it was too late. "Oh, good morning Jisung! Did you sleep well?" His mother spoke. He slowly turned around to look at her. She had a big grin on her face. Jisung avoided her gaze, hoping she wouldn't bring it up. Luckily, she didn't. She knew he was embarrassed about the situation with Minho, so she let it go.