dms || minsung

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jisung was anxious.

although he was sitting in minho's lap with the elders arms wrapped around him, he still was scared about the concert he had to put on in less than two hours.

minho kept reassuring him that he'd be okay-that it'd be over quicker than he'd think- but jisung couldn't stop the voices in his head that were yelling at him about everything that could go wrong.

"baby." min's voice cuts through the youngers thoughts. jisung looks up, his eyes locking with minho's. "you're gonna kill it, y'know. it's gonna be like every other concert."

jisung doesn't answer. his face was blank and it was worrying minho. the rapper shouldn't perform if he's an anxious mess but management wouldn't let him not go on. the mental health of idols didn't mean anything, unfortunately.

"can i have a kiss?" jisung pouts, looking at minho as if he was the entire universe.

"of course, love." min connects their lips. it was soft and innocent. content sigh leaves jisung's mouth as they move their lips together.

min pulls away for a second, pulling jisung closer to him and reconnecting their lips. the rappers hands find their way to the elders hair, tugging softly as the kiss starts to escalate.

the two enjoy their make out session, both happy to be with each other after all the stress they've gone through.

***

jisung, chan and changbin were all sat in separate chairs, their hair and makeup getting done for the concert. the youngest was fiddling with his fingers as he watched the makeup artist through the mirror. minho wasn't there- having chosen to stay at the hotel to try and ease the situation they were in.

chan was on the phone with management, his eyebrows furrowed together. jisung was sure he was on call with jyp and it made him anxious. his and minho's relationship was being determined right now and he had no say.

jisung feels a weak pat on his shoulder, causing him to look up and meet gazes with changbin. he knew it was the elders way of asking if he was okay infront of management so he gives a weak smile.

"10 minutes until showtime!"

chan sighs loudly and sets his phone down. jisung watches him hopefully but the elder refuses to meet his eye.

oh.

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