♡ Jisung had a bad habit of driving people away. Minho was committed to being his friend. ♡ [STORY EXCERPT]: Jisung and his father had nothing in common except for a lack of relationships outside of each other. Jaesuk had booze and Jisung had Minho: a boy with an infectious grin that rivaled the radiance of the sun. A boy with a laugh like wind chimes that made Jisung forget about the bruises that painted his skin like a canvas. A boy who saw Jisung, even if Jisung didn't quite see himself. Childhood Friends to Lovers | Hurt/Comfort | Angst | Slow Burn | Slice of Life | Eventual Smut ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ─ a minsung fanfiction ─ can be read as standalone oneshots ─ word count: 46,978
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