𝟐𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 | 𝒉𝒋𝒔 𝐱 𝒍𝒎𝒉

3

"i don't even understand why you want to use contacts if you are fucking scared of the thought of putting something in your eye!" jisung had been trying to put contacts into minho's eyes for almost half an hour.

"i am not scared!" minho screamed. "I just dont like the thought of putting something onto my eyeball, you squirrel!"

"yeah, sure whatever you say." jisung finally spoke after managing to put the contact in. "there you g-"

jisung stopped talking, looking at the older boy. he was shocked.

the blue contact lenses created the most beautiful contrast with his jet black hair. his sculpture like features stood out even more. he reminded jisung of ha- wait what was he thinking?  jisung looked away, realising how long he had been watching the older boy, drooling.

"thank you so much, jisung." minho patted the younger's back as he looked at himself in the mirror. he put his hand through his hair only to make them fall in a messy, but ethereal way onto his forehead.

"aren't you going to be late?" jisung askednot looking at the older latter. he could bet his figurine collection that he had the reddest cheeks on the world.

"oh yeah, you're right. i should get going now." minho turned to face jisung. "i will probably not come tonight, so you dont need to worry." minho ruffled jisung's hair and then left the boy to face the feelings he had just now developed.

jisung went back to his bed, opened an episode of free! and tried to distract himself from thinking of the black haired boy.

however, it didn't work. for the first time in his nineteen years of existence, anime couldn't distract him from his thoughts. it made it even worse actually.

everytime haru came on the screen all jisung could think of was minho. the way his hair fell down in the messiest way onto his forehead, the way his lips curled into the prettiest smile and the way his eyelashes surrounded his beautiful eyes. everything about the boy made jisung's poor heart skip a beat. everytime he closed his eyes, minho came into his mind. "it's probably the contacts," jisung thought. "yeah, i'm just being delusional." and just like that han jisung tried to erase the proof of his heart skipping a beat everytime he thought of the raven haired boy.

"i should just get some sleep," jisung mumbled. "my brain isn't functioning properly."

he went to the bathroom and took a quick shower before getting into his pyjamas. he towel dried his hair and brushed his teeth. without even thinking, he went straight to bed and cuddled his haru pillow to sleep.

jisung was sleeping peacefully until he was woken up by the sound of the door being knocked on. he tried to shake off the sleepiness as he went to open the door.

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