You're okay love 🤍

My lovely (pt. 1)

Minhos response was just to rub circles on jisungs hand with his thumb and squeeze it back.

.........
(At the dance studio)

"Love, I'm going to be in room down the hall if you need me. But if you want you could just stay here. "

Jisung nodded. He looked around the room he was in. It was probably their meeting room.

"2:30 right?" Jisung looked to Minho.

The older nodded. "Yes. "

"Sorry for-"

"No, no more sorries. Plus I love when you come. "

A small bunny smile appeared on the older. Sung just kissed his cheek, he knew Minho had
To go work.

The alarm on minhos phone went off.

"I need to go baby. You know where I am right? "

"Yep"

Minho kissed jisung one last time then left,
Closing the door.

Now it was just jisung, but at least
Minho is closer.

Sung placed his headphones on and brought out his journal. He needed to work on some lyrics.

.......

$980 left

Sung just continued to look at The white board. He just stared at the numbers.

Minho had wanted to go to competition, but money was a problem. Maybe jisung could
Help.

He wants to do something for him.

He wants to be helpful.

Useful

The pen clicked over and over again. Jisungs
head was down. His head was hurting from thinking.

When he looked up the electric clock had a bright 2:34 spread across.

Minho should be done. The blond boy
got up and slowly walked to the end of the hallway.

Photos and posters decorated the white wall. Jisung couldn't help but look at all them.

Happiness, that's all Han could feel. These kids had such humble smiles.

When jisung came to the door. It
Took him awhile to get himself to open it but after a couple minutes of pacing. He finally opened the door.

Stupid stupid

Jisung froze, he felt all eyes on him.

The kids were still here, everyone was looking his way. He felt tears ache to fall. The blond quickly apologized and left.

He closed the door and tried to walk back to the room as quick as he could.

"Love! Hold up"

Jisung didn't wait he went to the room and closed the door. His hand started to pull his hair.

"Baby?"

"I'm sorry. I thought 2:30.."

Minho could tell jisung was mad at himself.
The small mumbles, jisung was probably beating himself up.

"Sung. Come here. "

Minho held out his hand and jisung hesitantly took it.

"Is it okay if my kids meet you. I promise they're good kids. "

Jisung didn't want to seem selfish so he nodded.

They're just kids sungie. Don't worry to much

.......
What I mean by kids is students. The kids are Minhos students. I'm sorry if I'm losing you :(
Sending love your way
~Nevaeh