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minho finds himself sat shoulder to shoulder with jeongin and jisung on the concrete curb. the air is cold against his face and he pulls his hood up to warm his ears slightly. jisung is mumbling to himself beside him, drumming his fingers on his thigh and occasionally whistling a short tune.
minho feels a bit helpless next to him. he wishes he could do more, but jisung doesn't seem to want him to do more. if space is what he's asked for, minho will not be breaching his boundaries. he rocks back and forth anxiously, apparently catching changbin's eye.
"what are you guys?" he asks vaguely, and minho sighs, looking back at jisung who has dropped his head onto his shoulder. he looks towards chan, or felix, or anyone for some guidance, but they are all engrossed in their own conversations and he shrugs.
"i don't know, man. we are both uh... a bit traumatised." he half heartedly jokes, but changbin doesn't laugh.
"that's what i'm concerned about with the pair of you, minho."
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demons./ minsung ✓
Fanfictionminsung (l.mh + h.js) jisung forgets minho and their past together. minho helps him remember.
