Red String | Minsung

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Jisung groaned as his alarm woke him up. Normally he would sit up instantly and dance to the twice song playing loudly, but today he was too tired. "Minho, turn off the alarm." He said groggily. "Minho." He attempted to wake the older up, only for there to be no one there. "Hyung?" He opened his eyes, seeing the other side of the bed empty. "Oh, right. He's not here." Jisung giggled to himself upon his realization.

He eventually sat up and turned off the alarm. He rubbed his eye while reaching over to the end table to grabbed his glasses and put them on. The blonde grabbed his phone before slipping out of his comfortable bed. "Ew, do I really have to go to school? That's a lot of work." He complained to himself. "Well, I do want to see all of my besties, so I guess I'll go."

As Jisung walked over to his closet, he stumbled over something. "Oh? What's this?" He asked himself as he bent over to pick it up. It was a sweater that he didn't recognize. Did Minho forget to pack it? I should probably give it back to him. He pursed his lips in thought.

It's a nice sweater, and it smells clean. It also smells like him. The blonde's cheeks flushed as he realized what he was thinking. Am I seriously this whipped for him already? Jisung shook his head. This is not good. He held the sweater close to him. You know what? He's worn my clothes before. Who says I can't wear his? Yeah, I'm claiming this sweater. I'm gonna wear it today because I want to. It's mine now. He then wandered into his closet, looking for some clothes that would go well with the sweater before heading into his bathroom to shower.

After having his shower, he changed into his outfit. The sweater fit him fairly well, but was a little big on him. That was fine with him though, as he liked to wear oversized clothes. He smiled before finishing getting ready for the day. The squirrel-like male then exited the bathroom, making sure to grab his phone on the way out.

As he left his room, he saw his mom. "Morning, Jisung!" She greeted while smiling. "Oh, I haven't seen that sweater before. When did you get it?" She asked. "Um, well- It's just been sitting at the back of my closet for a while, I bought it a while ago but I must've just forgot about it." He fibbed, chuckling awkwardly. "Well it's a nice sweater, It looks good on you!" She complimented, before heading down the stairs. "T-thanks." He stuttered, following her shortly after.

"So, you're going back to school today?" His mother queried. Jisung nodded. "Yep. I miss my friends and I figured I shouldn't let myself fall too far behind in my classes." He responded. "Well, I'm glad. Oh! I forgot to ask yesterday, but did you hang out with Minho at his house for a bit when you drove him? Because I noticed it took you a little longer to get home." She wiggled her eyebrows as she spoke.

Jisung choked on his spit. "M-mom! No! I went over to Felix's for a bit because I wanted to talk to him! Gosh, why are you so dirty minded..." He sputtered, his face heating up. She laughed loudly at her son's reaction. "I'm just messing with you. That's nice you went to see Felix, though!" Jisung huffed. "I'm going to find some food." He grumbled. "No need, your father is already making breakfast." She informed as he stumbled into the kitchen.

Jisung smiled when he smelt his father's delicious cooking. "Hey, Jisung! How're you doing this morning?" His dad asked in a cheerful voice. "Pretty good. I'm a little tired though." He acquainted. "You hungry?" Jisung nodded. "Very. When's it gonna be ready?"

"Should be ready in a little under ten minutes. Can you wait that long?"

"Hmm. I don't know if I can." The blonde said jokingly.

"Well, you can eat it right now if you want to, but it might be a little too hot and I can't guarantee it'll taste the best."

"Fine, if you insist. I'll be patient, I guess."