pretty thing ~ minsung

024.

"your house makes me feel more at home than my own." minho said once he and jisung entered the younger's house. jisung laughed and pulled the older boy in for a short warm hug.

"im happy you think so." jisung replied as he placed their coats on the sofa.

both boys planned on watching a dozen of movies throughout the night.

they were now both cuddled up on the sofa, one of minho's legs wrapped around jisung's torso as the other's arm snaked around his waist. it was an awkward yet comfortable position.

"tiana is the best disney princess!" jisung exclaimed once the movie ended.
"can't disagree on that!" minho giggled with stars in his eyes, jisung stared at him in adoration with a gentle smile tugging at his lips.

"your laugh is adorable min!" jisung let those words slip past his lips before he could collect his senses.

"t-thanks." minho shyly blushed.

just as they were about to play another movie, jisung's phone rang. minho was barely able to sit up before jisung sprung up and grabbed his phone, stepping into the kitchen.

"j-ji?" minho quietly asked once he saw jisung pick up the call with an unusual expression.

his face seemed so cold.

so unrecognisable to minho. it kind of worried him.

he watched in curiousity as jisung didn't speak a word, incoherent words coming from the other line. the redhead nervously fiddled with his fingers as he patiently waited for the younger to finish.

his heart jumped as jisung slammed his phone onto the table, causing the older boy flinch.

"jisung? a-are you okay?-"

"im fine, minho." jisung harshly exhaled, expression still stone cold. minho gulped, he was not convinced.

"who was it? you looked angry sungie..." minho hesitantly asked.

"gosh minho can't you stay quiet for just one second?!" jisung yelled out in frustration.

the mentioned boy bit his lip and looked down in shame, clenching his small fists.
"s-sorry.."

a wave of guilt washed over jisung as he saw minho's lips quiver. he really didn't mean to burst out on minho, he wasn't in the mood because of that damn phonecall.

"minh-"

"i think im g-gonna go home. see you."
minho quickly spoke and grabbed his coat.  not even waiting to throw it on, he rushed out of the house with tears threatening to spill from his beautiful eyes.

fuck.

jisung fucked up. he himself knew so.

;

[sungie❤️]

minho?

minho baby im so sorry.

i didn't mean to lash out on you like that
:(

please talk to me.

minho shut his phone and ignored the messages, all he wanted to do was rest. he bit at his nails as he stared at the ceiling, negative thoughts dominating his mind.

'you're so fucking annoying minho.'

'even jisung is sick of you now.'

'he just apologized out of pity.'

'no one loves you minho, you're just a waste of space.'

a waste of space.

and that's all you'll ever be.

a tear slipped passed minho's glass like eyes.

~tbc

sorry for the short chapter :(