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"jisung, i'm confused," minho sighed, walking into the therapy office. jisung turned his desk chair around to face minho, and the other was rubbing his head.
"oh, what about?" he questioned, curious.
"there's this kid. for the past like, year and a half, he's been trying to be my friend. he comes up to my lunch table every day and just bugs the hell out of me! i don't want to be his friend, jisung."
the therapist nodded, showing he was listening, "go on."
"i don't like him at all. he's just so annoying, getting into my business and acting like my mom. but yet, when he asked me to hang out with him, i didn't say no."
jisung thought for a moment, and realized what was going on.
"minho, i've never heard you talk about any of your friends before besides your old friend changbin. was he your only one?" jisung asked, getting ready to write the information down.
minho pulled on his sweatshirt string, feeling uncomfortable, "um...yeah. i don't really talk to anyone now. i sit alone at lunch, and i don't really leave the house. my life's just really- lonely, i guess."
jisung stopped writing, and looked minho in the eyes. "do you think he realized that, and wants to be your friend so you're not alone?"
minho shrugged, not wanting to admit jisung is right. "but he's annoying."
jisung let out a big sigh, minho not really understanding what he's trying to say, "minho, you said you always push people away on accident. but now that someone wants to actually be your friend, you're not letting them?"
minho groaned, laying back into the couch. he sounds absolutely pathetic. and hates how pathetically correct jisung is.
"i think it's more about him just being 'annoying'," jisung suggested, air quoting the word 'annoying'. "why don't you tell me the real reason why you don't want to be his friend. because if it was really for that reason, you wouldn't have agreed to hang out."
minho looked up at the ceiling, feeling stupid. he could feel his tears well in his eyes, and he just wanted to disappear.
"fine, i'm fucking worried i'll be a bad friend to him like i was to changbin." he angrily spat, catching jisung off guard, "i drove changbin away for a reason i don't even know. i'm afraid i'll do the same thing to him, and make another person hate me over something i can't fix."
minho wiped his eyes, not wanting to cry in front of someone he's only known for a month.
"it...it hurt so much when changbin left me, i don't think i can go through the pain of losing someone i got close to. i know he's trying so hard, but i just find pushing people away so much easier."
jisung could have sworn he heard his heart shatter into a million pieces. he hates how familiar that fear minho has is, and he just wants to let the other know it's not like that.
"oh, minho," jisung sympathetically spoke, "i'm not saying you have to let him into your life right away. just try to give him a chance, let him sit with you at lunch or something."
minho only nodded, not looking at jisung.
"what's the kids name, anyway?"
"jeongin." minho answered, hating how just saying the kids name made his heart feel happy. he radiates sunshine energy, and minho can not stand it. how can someone be so god damn positive?!
"jeongin?" jisung repeated, eyes widening, "and he goes to your school?"
minho nodded, raising an eyebrow.
oh. my. god.
"why do you seem so shocked?" minho asked, confused.
jisung snapped back into reality, and just waved the topic off.
"but honestly minho, i think you should start at least trying some friends. weather you start it first, or talking to someone when they talk to you. i think it'll help. we can only see each other once a week, and having multiple people to support you is a nice feeling. i know you're scared of driving them away, but if you pick the right people, they will stay. i promise."
minho just shrugged, the thought of making friends giving him anxiety. seeming bit shaken up after talking about this, jisung hopped off his spinny chair and sat next to minho on the couch.
"do you want a hug?" he asked, and minho looked taken aback. jisung has always been a cuddly person, and his motto is 'there's nothing a big hug can't fix.'
despite not being a fan of skinship, minho nodded, and let his arms wrap tightly around the other. he let out a breath, liking the feeling of having physical comfort.
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once jisung and minho said their goodbyes for the day, jisung reviewed his notes and checked his schedule. his next client isn't until 4:30, meaning he has a few hours to kill.
"i got to call jeonghan, now," jisung mumbled to himself, scrambling to find his phone underneath the piles of messy papers on his desk.
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ehehe do you guys have any theories for what's gonna happen throughout the book yet? for instance, why minho and changbin had a falling out or why jisung seemed so shocked at the mention of jeongin?
i think this will end up being one of my longest books too! my current longest is 'our faults' with forty-two chapters, but i have such good plans for this book that i can see it surpassing it
q: do you guys play any sports?
a: yes! i've played a lot in my lifetime, actually. when i was five i did teeball for one year (lmao-), but ever since i was four i did soccer, dance and even golf. i quit golf up until 2018, and then also quit soccer in 2019. but i still do dance, and this will be my twelve year dancing! i also started gymnastics five years ago, and i'm also trying out for my schools volleyball team this year, but probably won't make it cause i'm a freshy :,,)
bye for now! ^^
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Therapy // Minsung
Fanfiction[ minho x jisung ] "sometimes the worst place you can be is in your own head." when minho gets forced into therapy by his mother, he meets jisung, his therapist. minho has never been one to talk about his feelings, but as he becomes more comfortabl...
