It was a week and a half after the party. Jisung's mother had left for work again after kissing all three of her children goodbye for the time being. Her oldest son ended up confessing about dating Minho the day before she left, not knowing when he'd have the chance to tell her in person. She had been slightly surprised (mostly at the fact that her son had game already) but after that, she'd smiled and congratulated her son for getting 'his mans'.
"Next time your dad and I are home, he is invited to dinner! I need to meet him the first chance I get!"
The only response she received to that was a very shy and dragged out 'mooooom'. Jisung had known this would be her first response, which is why he waited for her to almost leave for another business trip. This way there was no chance she could invite the poor soul over, whom would just end up being interrogated until his brain was fried. Jisung didn't understand why he has this feeling, but a nagging in the back of his mind told him he didn't want his parents to meet Minho. 'It must be the anxiety, I guess', he told himself.
Speaking of his mother, he'd asked her if all his friends could come over for a sleepover the following weekend. It couldn't be the upcoming one, as he had to grind out the last bit of his braincells in order to hand in his final project of the school year. After that, it would just be a couple exams and boom; he'd be done with high school. He really didn't want to redo his final year, so he decided to (last minute) put in his best effort. Not like he was failing, if he had been in high school he would probably be among the top 5 students of his year. He just worried a lot about everything, his future in particular.
Right now though, he found himself laying in his backyard, a small blanket underneath him so he wouldn't just lay in the grass and stain his white shirt green. He'd brought out a book to read but ended up not being able to focus on the words at all, so it was lazily thrown to the side. He'd read a page or sometimes not even more than a paragraph and the words just wouldn't register, causing him to have to reread the entire thing again. So, he ended up giving up on reading alltogether.
With his airpods softly playing music into his ears, he just looked up at the sky. Today was one of those days where the sky is completely clouded, yet the air is still suffocatingly hot. Summer wouldn't start for another 2 months, yet today felt like it was mid-july. So, with the weather being an anomaly for this time of the year, Jisung took the opportunity to go outside (—into his yard).
It was then that his music faded and the soft ringing of his phone replaced Dean's 'Instagram', one of his favorite songs ever . He glanced at his phone, finding his boyfriend's caller ID displayed on the screen. With a smile creeping up on his face, he swiped to the right to accept the call.
"Hey hyungie, what's up?"
"Clouds, mostly. Birds too, depends on where you look." Jisung sighed heavily in response, but the smile didn't leave his lips. 'This guy'.
"Anyways, if you look up, maybe a little more behind you, you might catch a surprise."
Jisung's eyebrows furrowed for a millisecond, sitting up slightly as he turned around. His eyes widened in surprised as his boyfriend stood there, smiling as he saw the boy end the call. 'Instagram' continued playing, but Jisung was quick to double tap his left ear to pause the song.
"Hyung? How did you get in, no one else is home." Minho shrugged mischievously as he walked towards the boy before he sat down on the blanket beside him.
"I climbed the wall, there's a tree that looked pretty climbable."
"Bro. Did you even try ringing the doorbell?"
"Of course! But you didn't answer and I know you're home, so I just climbed over. Also, did you seriously 'bro' me? I'm your boyfriend, in case you forgot." Minho laughed, clearly not offended by the nickname he'd received.
"You—" Jisung sighed, "you're something else, hyung... But I guess that does mean that tree needs to be cut down. Or at least 'trimmed' down. So thanks for testing that, I guess?"
"You're absolutely welcome."The older proceeded to lay down next to Jisung, who had just let his head hit the ground again.
"So, what're you out here for?"
"Catching some fresh air, I suppose." Jisung mumbled, brows furrowed slightly as a headache was starting to form. Perfect timing. Not. He heard the older snort loudly in response, unamused by Jisung's reasoning.
"Fresh air? Please, we live in Seoul, we're going to die from pollution."
"It hasn't been that bad recently... don't be such a Debby Downer."
"A what? Nevermind—, doesn't matter. You're right, the weather is nice, I was just teasing you baby."
"Ah, I know..."
A silence fell upon them, Jisung closing his eyes again as he listened to the wind rustling through the leaves of the trees around him. He felt Minho lay closer against him, somewhat snuggling up to the younger as he laid his head on Jisung's shoulder. The latter smiled at this gesture, opening one eye to take a glance at his boyfriend.
"Oh? Does someone feel the need to be the baby today?"
"Everyone needs to be the little spoon sometimes. If they disagree to that, they're lying."
"Ha ha, well, alright. Come here then you big baby."
Jisung closed his eyes, continuing to enjoy the quiet moment as he tried his best to not focus on his headache. His father had told him when he was younger that if you focus on your pain or on how unwell you're feeling, it will become a psychological thing as well. The headache may subside quicker if you try not to focus on it too much, instead of feeling sorry for yourself.
He didn't know how much time had passed since the moment he'd closed his eyes for the second time, but it must have been a while. His mind wandered to all kinds of places, but his thoughts went as quick as they came. It didn't bother him though, as it weren't important things he was thinking about.
"Jisung? What're you doing outside?" He heard the familiar voice of Miss Kwon call out to him. "I'm just chilling with Minho hyung." He responded lazily, not thinking too hard as his head was still pounding
"With Minho? Jisung sweetie, you're alone right now."
Jisung's eyes shot open, an anxious feeling overcoming him as he suddenly realised the weight he'd felt on his chest was gone. He looked around as he sat up, but it appeared that Minho had already left to go home. 'He does this way too much.'
"Oh, yeah... I must've fallen asleep when he left! Ha ha!" He chuckled dryly in an attempt to hide his own confusion. Had he really fallen asleep? It felt like he'd been awake the entire time. Then again, maybe that's because he had a headache and didn't realise.
"Well, if you say so. Lets go inside though, it's about to start raining and I don't want you to catch a cold."
"Alright."
After dinner, the boy went back upstairs to his room in hopes of avoiding his sisters. He wasn't feeling better and honestly couldn't handle being around two hyperactive kids. Instead, he decided to grab his phone and text his boyfriend as he let himself fall onto his bed.
Han Jisung
Hey hyungie ❣️
Where did you go this afternoon?
You always bail on me ;(
7.24 pm
The BoyfriendTM
Sorry sungie :[
I had to leave to get groceries for dinner
I didnt want to wake you up :[
7.25 pm
'So I did fall asleep?' Jisung was glad that it cleared up the confusion he'd felt earlier. His hyung really just likes to confuse him, that's for sure.
Han Jisung
Wake me up next time :((
I want to see you off
Instead of waking up alone >;(
I want goodbye kisses!
7.26 pm
The BoyfriendTM
Who says i didnt give you a forehead kiss when i left? ;)
7.26 pm
Han Jisung
*GASP*
YOU CANT DO THAAAAT
Okay
Okay
Give me kisses when im awake*
Better?
7.27 pm
The BoyfriendTM
Alright
Ill wake you up next time~
My baby 😘😙
7.29 pm
Jisung smiled to himself, kicking his feet like a lovesick girl as he felt a rush of happiness go through him. He was so happy with Minho, everything the older said just made him smile. It didn't even matter it the older teased him, he'd know it was only jokes and he couldn't help but grin at them.
Han Jisung
Oh by the way!
Next saturday im holding a party
With all my friends
Do you want to come and meet them?
7.32 pm
The BoyfriendTM
Of course I want to come :))
Let me know the details~
7.35 pm
Han Jisung
Will do!
I gtg now though
Homework 🙃
7.36 pm
The BoyfriendTM
Understandable
Altho
Isnt all your work technically homework
Which doesnt that just make it 'work'?
7.38 pm
Han Jisung
BYEEEEE
7.39 pm
The BoyfriendTM
BYE 😘😏
7.39 pm
Jisung smiled to himself as he locked his phone, putting it in the charger as he continued to lay in his bed for a moment longer. He really had to get up to finish that homework he was talking about, seeing the deadline to hand it in was 10 p.m. that evening. So, he sighed as he heaved himself up before dragging himself to his desk, falling down into his chair with another sigh. The thought of Minho crossed his mind, which was able to at least make him smile a little bit.
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Next chapter contains the moment that I have had carved into my mind since the first second I came up with this book. I'm sorry if it seems like the previous two chapters were a bit of a filler and not as good, I have been wanting to write the next chapter ever since I hit chapter 10, so it was painful to have to build up to it continuously. I'm glad it's finally here! It might take a minute before it's released, I really want it to be perfect :]