[en] ; twoshot when Jisung laughs, all kinds of purple erupt around the head and the chest and even the arms and fingers of the boy. Minho has never seen purple before. Minho has seen pink before. soft, calm pink when a little girl started giggling after winning a teddy bear at a fairground booth, dancing around the hectic people. and stinging, ugly pink, dripping out of a young man's mouth telling oh so sweet lies. and Minho has seen blue. oh so much blue, peeking around corners, floating around noses directed to the sky, hovering above the heads of lonely kids. so much blue; all shades of blue. maybe because humans like the color. maybe because blue seems to calm the angel. but purple? Minho has never seen purple before. to make others love themselves you have to love yourself first. or: Minho is an angel of light with a job that clearly doesn't suit him. and Jisung just naturally radiates love. [!!!] ; "give me a little bit of your sunshine, darling" on ao3