Red String | Minsung

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The two boys stumbled down the stairs, catching Jisung's mom's attention. "Oh hello, you two!" She greeted with a smile on her face. "Oh? You let Minho wear your clothes, 'Sung? I thought you didn't like lending clothes to people." She brought up. Jisung's face flushed pink. "H-he didn't have any clothes, I had to." He stuttered. "Anyway, Minho and I have a plan for today. We need to stop at his house so he can do whatever he needs to do, and then we need to go to Felix's house." Jisung explained, Minho nodding along as he spoke.

"Okay! I assume you need me to drive then." She chuckled. "Yeah..." He answered. "Alright! Is it a sleepover?" She questioned. "I forgot to ask. I'll text him." The blonde pulled out his phone. "You two eat first, you can text him after. You must be hungry." She directed. "Plus, he's probably still in class." She added. "True. And I am hungry. Let's go, Hyung!" The younger male chirped as he ran toward the kitchen, forcing Minho along with him. Jisung's mother grinned as she watched the two teenagers. She was happy to see they were getting along much better.

"Jisung, you can't have cheesecake for breakfast!" Minho objected. "Why not? I can eat what I damn well please." He retorted. "Look, you can eat cheesecake, but after you eat some actual food." The brunette proposed. "Fine." He grumbled. "Why do you care so much, anyway?"

"Uh, because you'll feel sick later and then I'll have to put up with your whining." He lied. "Wow, rude. What do you want to eat then?" Jisung inquired. "I don't care. I'll eat whatever." He answered dryly. "Well, I guess we'll have cereal then because I'm too lazy to make anything right now." The blonde concluded. "Alright. By the way, can we stay at my house sometime? No offence, but I want to see my cats more often than not." Minho requested.

Jisung grabbed some bowls from a cabinet before responding. "I guess. Come to think of it, I've been to your house before. Is it still the same as it was when we were kids?" He queried. "Pretty much. Some things have changed since then, obviously, but a majority of it is the same." Minho stated frankly. The younger nodded in response, handing the latter a bowl half full of dry cereal. "Hold this for a second while I grab the milk." The shorter male ordered.

"Damn it, I just remembered I have to use my left hand to eat!" Jisung caterwauled as he grabbed the milk. "I could feed you again if you want." The older winked. "Ew, no." The younger cringed. "I'm not letting that happen again. I don't need your help." He stated crossly. "Whatever you say." The older teased. "Shut up. You grab the spoons, my hands are full." He dictated, Minho complying.

The two teens scurried to the dining table, eager to get some food in their stomachs. Jisung poured milk into his bowl, and then Minho's bowl. "Wait, have you been to my house before?" The blonde questioned. "I mean, obviously you were here like last week or whatever, but did you come over when we were little?" He clarified. The older male paused to think. "I don't think so. I probably would've recognized your house if I had." He articulated. "True."

They ate their breakfast in relative silence. Jisung shovelled the cereal into his mouth, eating fast so he could have some cheesecake. He was getting better at using his left hand. Minho just observed the younger and laughed. "What are you laughing at, huh?" He sassed, his voice muffled because of his cheeks were stuffed with food. "You're unbelievable. You're gonna end up choking on your food someday because of your habit." The brunette replied, referring to Jisung's stuffed cheeks. The blonde just glared at him in response.

Jisung stood up suddenly, startling Minho. "What's the rush?" He scowled. "Uh, cheesecake, obviously." The younger male retorted. The brunette was in no way surprised. "Can you wait? I'm still eating my food." He complained. "Nope, I've waited long enough. We're getting it now." The blonde insisted. "No! My cereal will get all soggy!" Minho objected. "Ugh, fine. But you better eat faster."