something more | minsung [ON HOLD]

3. you were out of reach.

jisung pov.

Chocolate milk, chocolate mi- oh there you are, I thought to myself as I reached my hand into the cold fridge in the freezer aisle. 

Now, all I need is, I inspect my grocery list again to make sure, ah right, cereal!

I push my cart along each aisle, trying to find where the store kept its cereal. Ah, here! I glaze my eyes across the various brands, trying to find my favorite one somewhere on the shelf. My eyes reach the top of the shelf, eyeing the cereal I've been searching for. Despite me trying to grab it, it was definitely too high for me to reach, even on my tippy toes. I contemplated getting inside my cart in order to reach it but I think I'd look ridiculous if I were to do that. You still have dignity Jisung.  I tried jumping for it but my fingers were barely able to touch it.

Once my feet hit the ground, I felt a presence behind me and froze. Before I was able to turn around, I see a hand on my right peripheral, reaching up to the cereal I was desperately trying to get. I felt this person's body behind mine, despite us not actually touching. Once they grabbed the cereal, I hear a voice beside my ear, "It looked like you needed a little help huh Jisung?" 

My eyes widened at the mention of my name and I swiftly turned around to see who it was. 

"Oh-h Minho hyung! Wow uhm didn't expect to see you here, do you like, um, cereal too?" What am I even saying this is so embarrassing. 

"I do, but I have plenty at home already." Minho said with a small smile. 

"Oh. Oh thank you by the way! I couldn't really reach." 

"Yeah I could tell," he giggled, his eyes creasing from his laugh. 

"Hey Jisung, I got your medicine for your diarrhe-" 

"I HAVE TO GO MINHO SEE YOU AT UM SCHOOL," I shout as I pushed my cart to where Felix stood, waving around a bottle of laxatives. 

"Felix why did you have to fucking say that out loud!" I whisper shouted at my best friend. He only looked at me with an evil grin. I think my embarrassment is his joy. 

"Oh were you talking to Minho?" Felix asked and I nod in response. "He's in my dance class! That hyung's pretty good you know." 

"Then you should learn a thing or two from him." 

"Are you implying I'm bad?" Felix said dramatically, and when I continued pushing my cart, not answering, he playfully hit my shoulder.

You were always right there, right in front of me, but you seemed so out of reach.