Minho and I were sitting in Domino's. Because of the past stressful months, I wanted to take him out for dinner. He deserves that much.
I look up from my menu, observing my boyfriend. He seems off today, and I don't know why. Not a bad off. A... warm, gentle off.
He was wearing a black headband along with some silver earrings. He had on his own lighter blue sweatshirt and some jeans. My god, he looked like a prince. The way his hair fell over the headband and fluttered every time he even slightly repositioned himself.
His skin was glowing more than usual today; the honey crisp color shining in the dim restaurant lighting. I almost wanted to run my fingertips down his cheek to see if he was real or a figment of my imagination.
Fuck, I am so lucky.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer," he states blandly, not even looking up from where he was reading.
"Okay."
I grab out my phone, taking a perfect shot from where he was looking down. He looks up upon hearing my camera tone, having a shy grin across his face.
Snap, another outstanding photo.
"I didn't mean literally," he giggles, letting the paper hit the table and hiding his face within his long sleeves.
"Sunshine, you are a prince," I breathe out, my eyes holding hearts in them. He's ethereal. "Fuck, you look like a god, baby."
"Ji, stop. We're in public."
"And? I love you. I'm going to shout it to the world; I don't care. You, Lee Minho, are my little prince. I LO-"
I felt my chair lift in the air, the front two legs coming off the ground for only a quick second. Minho's hands were covering my mouth while his stomach was digging into the table.
"Shut up, shut up. You, Han Jisung, are going to end up single."
I laugh, it being muffled by his hands that were still holding my lips shut. Gently prying them away from my face, I hold them. I kiss each palm before turning them over and kissing all ten knuckles.
"I love you," I whisper, closing my eyes and holding his hands up to my cheeks.
"I love you, too." His eyes were half moons and his smile was being showed to the entire world.
I'm never letting him go.
I mean, physically yes. I let go of his hands, letting him sit back down. Never letting him go relationship wise. He's too precious. He's also mine, so.
"You're very soft today, baby," he mentions, closing our menus after deciding what we wanted.
"I'm just happy. I want to enjoy this feeling with you. I want to enjoy looking back on this day with you. This is the happiest I've ever been in my entire life, and I'm serious about that, Min."
His smile grows wobbly and my mouth opens to apologize, but he hides his face while beginning to speak.
"I-I love you so much, Jisung. I love you so much it hurts. I never want to let you go. I don't even remember how life was when you weren't in it, and I don't want to remember. Please, stay with me forever."
He sniffles and I stand up, going to his side and crouching on one knee beside him. I grasp both of his hands, a bubble surrounding us that protected us from any judgement afar.
"I promise, Lee Minho. Forever."
The warmth engulfs us, and from that moment, I knew everything was going to be all right as long as I had him by my side.
My Sunshine...
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