Red String | Minsung

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Jisung had never seen him act so awkward and uncomfortable and it made him laugh. "You came at the perfect time! Breakfast just finished cooking." She smiled. "Jisung! Go set the table!" She suddenly mentioned him. He stopped chuckling to himself and started to feel anxious again. He didn't want to be anywhere near Minho. "Okay mom." He replied quietly. He sped out of the living room and into the dining room, trying his best to avoid Minho at all costs. Lucky for him, his mom was still pestering Minho.

He grabbed the utensils with his shaky hands and set them on the table. He knew this was going to be so awkward. Mr. Han placed the food on the table and noticed his son's distressed state. He grabbed his shaky hands. "Here, sit down. Just focus on your breathing." His father instructed calmly. He focused on his breathing and tried to calm down. Jisung had anxiety attacks fairly often, so his parents knew what to do when they happened.

Jisung managed to calm down a decent amount. He thanked his dad quietly. He smiled and ruffled Jisung's hair before retrieving the rest of the food. Jisung was glad to have such caring parents that knew how to help him. The only other person who knows Jisung has anxiety attacks and knew how to help was Felix, and of course he wasn't there, so he was lucky his parents knew what to do.

Eventually Minho and Jisung's mother entered the dining room. Jisung avoided eye contact with the other. Mrs. Han sat down in her usual spot, which was to the left of Jisung. His father sat to the right, which meant Minho had to sit across from him since it was a four-person table. Great.

Soon everyone was sitting at the table and started eating. Jisung stayed as quiet as possible, avoiding any possible interaction with Minho. His parents pestered Minho and Jisung just tuned out the conversation and ate his food. He could feel the brunette's stare on him every once in a while, and he did his best to ignore it. Jisung knew that if his parents weren't present, the two of them would probably be shouting insults at eachother.

"...right, Jisung?" He heard his mom mention his name. He looked up. "Huh? What?" He looked back and forth at his parents. "We were just talking about how you've always wanted a cat but couldn't get one since your dad's allergic." His mom explained. "Well, yeah..." He spoke quietly. "Minho was talking about his cats! Maybe you could go and meet them sometime! I want to talk to his mom anyways, it's been too long!" She suggested.

Jisung glanced at Minho, who also looked uncomfortable from the suggestion. He definitely did not want to spend anymore time with Minho, but he couldn't just say no to his mother. "Sure... maybe sometime." He replied. "Awesome!" She grinned. After that Jisung wen back to tuning everything out.

Everyone finished eating and Jisung brought the dishes into the kitchen, escaping the awkward situation. He took a deep breath as that finally over and he had a moment to himself. He put the dishes in the sink before running his fingers through his hair.

"Jisung! Minho is waiting for you!" His mom called. Jisung whined to himself before reluctantly leaving the kitchen.
He saw Minho grab his bag full of school supplies as he looked at his phone. He really did not want to interact with that dickhead today. He was lucky enough that he didn't have to talk to him yet.

Jisung slowly approached the older. "Let's just get this thing done." He spoke up. Minho was startled by Jisung's sudden appearance. He quickly composed himself and shoved his phone in his pocket. "Where are we going to work on it?" He asked. Jisung thought for a moment. It would be weird to say they were gonna work on it in his room, so he decided they were gonna work in the dining room.