𝕊𝕆𝕄𝔼𝕆ℕ𝔼 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼𝕊 𝕐𝕆𝕌 | Minsung

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Boyfriends?

They had never talked about it, everything had happened so quickly. They had been so caught in the moment, that they hadn't planned to label themselves, until now.

"So?" Chan uttered with a little hesitance. Had he asked the wrong question? "Uh ok, don't worry about it let's just talk about something else." Chan awkwardly adjusted himself as he changed the topic as quickly as he could.

They had a few small conversations on the way but both Jisung and Minho had more important things occupying their minds, well actually, just a single thing.

What were they?

The building had come into sight and they parted ways as Minho entered his dance room and the other three to their producing studio. Minho and Jisung only gave little waves as they both had thoughts running in their minds.

Jisung was trying to write lyrics for a track Chan had made but he couldn't keep his thoughts straight.

Would Minho want to be his boyfriend? Would it be weird to ask? Was it weird to call themselves boyfriends already?

Minho wasn't much different, the same questions bugging at him. He couldn't seem to get his moves right as he kept messing up his choreographies.

And just as quickly as it began it was over as it had already gotten quite late.

Jisung had barely written a thing and Minho was exhausted from having to restart so many times.

Minho had his elbows rested on his knees as sweat dripped from his face. The thin grey t-shirt hanging on him, basically drenched. His eyes were closed as the thoughts had only gotten louder and more complicated. He really wanted to call Jisung his boyfriend, but what if Jisung wasn't ready for that?

Minho gazed upwards at the studio door opening. He saw Jisung step in, his eyes mostly on the ground.

Minho looked away wanting to drag out the silence as long as possible.

Jisung took a seat in front of Minho on the floor, he was a bit lower than Minho as Minho sat on a bench against the wall. Jisung started to admire him a bit. He looked especially good with sweat dripping down his skin and his breaths heavy. Jisung knew he had to say something.

"I know we're only just starting to figure this out..." Jisung fiddled his fingers, not sure where to keep his gaze. Jisung's eyes quickly shot up as Minho stood from his seat.

"Sorry, I have to go! Bye!" Minho up and left like that, straight for the door, leaving Jisung with very little of an answer if an answer at all, though...Jisung had never technically asked a a single thing.

Jisung felt himself start to silently panic. His breathing was unsteady and he was confused. Why would Minho run off like that? After everything, why would he still run away?

Jisung just took another breath and left the studio, running as some small part of him thought he might catch Minho leaving but when he got outside he noticed there was no sign of Minho anywhere. He felt his heart slightly ache but he knew this wasn't a problem for right now. This was going to have to wait until tomorrow.

As promised, Jisung was up and ready and out the door in record time as he went to school with only a very brief wave to his mother on the way out.

When he got there he had bumped into Chan at the entrance.

"Woah Jisung! What's the rush?" Chan wavered as he held Jisung in front of him, preventing his previous speed ending them on the floor.

"Sorry Chan, I just- Me and Minho- We-" Jisung huffed as he realised he didn't even know what he was rushing for. What was he going to say when he got to Minho? Last time he had barely said a word and Minho bolted for the door. Jisung let a hand go to his head as he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to think of what to do.

"Hey, hey, what's up- if it's about what I said yesterday I really didn't mean-"

"No Chan, it's not your fault. I guess we just never really talked about it and it was so new. We don't really know what we want, or maybe we do and we just can't communicate very well but either way Minho ran off when I tried to talk to him about it, so obviously he thinks we're moving too fast." Jisung talked as if he was stating facts as if it was the only answer to Minho's disappearance.

"That's impossible."

"What?"

"That's impossible. Minho likes you. He likes you alot. He probably ran away because he thought the same about you. He probably thought you didn't want to take the next step. Go talk to him, or at least try to before you assume those sort of things." Chan gave Jisung an honest look, telling him that his thoughts were delusional.

"You're right. I need to talk to him. Thank you."

Jisung ran around the school, hoping to god he could find Minho before the first bell rang. He was running down a hall when he saw Minho standing at his locker, with a note in his hand.

"Ugh! Minho why are you so god damn stupid!" Minho yelled to an empty hallway and Jisung stopped in his tracks as he saw Minho clasp his hand around the note in a fist and bang on the locker door.

Jisung walked up to him as he tried to make eye contact. As soon as Minho met his eyes, words fell from his lips.

"Jisung I am so sorry, I never meant to do that, I never meant to run off, I swear I-" Minho stopped as Jisung had already gripped his arms around Minho. Minho hugged him back as hard as he could, trying his best to let Jisung know how sorry he really was.

"I like you, I do really like you. I'm not sure if you want to be something official but, if you're willing, I'd really like it if you were my boyfriend." Minho's heart was beating a little faster. Not as fast as the rapid pace Jisung's was but for Minho it was going a million miles per hour. Just hearing Jisung say it out loud made his heart want to burst. They had pulled away from the hug slightly to be looking into each other's eyes. Somehow, Minho new his answer a long time ago, longer than he thought possible.

"Yes Jisung. I'd love to be your boyfriend." Minho looked into his eyes.

They stared at each other for a little longer than usual. Minho had looked at Jisung's lips a couple times but he wasn't sure Jisung was understanding the gesture. Luckily Jisung started to catch on as Minho's stare lingered a little longer. It didn't take long for their lips to be pressed together. When they pulled apart Jisung took a glance at the crumpled note still left in Minho's hands.

"What's the note for?" Minho stifled a pitiful laugh as he hesitated to hand Jisung the note.

"I was trying to apologise but when I finished writing it I realised it was really stupid to think I shouldn't do it in person." Jisung huffed, a little smile on his lips.

"Can I read it?" Minho sighed a little handing the roughed up note to him.

I'm sorry. It feels like almost all my life I've acted like I was hated by the world and everyone in it. Part of me felt like that was the truth but you hated me more than anyone else, more than anyone ever had. That's what I loved about you. When I realised you loved me too, everything felt real, everything felt right. In a world where everyone hated me someone loved me. You loved me and I would never do anything to mess that up, ever. So I'm sorry for running away again, I was scared of losing you, losing the only thing I had.

Jisung let a tear roll down his cheek reading every word written on that crumpled piece of note paper, even if he struggled to read the messy letters Minho had rushed to write. A sniffle sounded through the air as Jisung looked at Minho.

"In a world where everyone hates you, someone loves you."

The End

Welp thanks for reading this lmao I hope u like it because if u didn't...why are you still here?? Anyways it was fun writing it and I hope it was fun reading it. I don't know how to end this so....
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