《Minsung one-shots》Sorry, I love you
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It was in the middle of the night when Minho heard the almost inaudible huffs and whispers, coming from the kitchen.
He just finished showering when he noticed the sounds. His hair was still wet, leaving behind small drops of water that soaked into his oversized t-shirt which was loosely falling over his grey sweatpants.
He ambled towards the kitchen of stray kids dorm while yawning. Suddenly the noises fell silent. Seemed like this person wasn't planning on getting caught.
"Hello?", Minho asked into the darkness.
".....Hyung is it you?", a small voice answered quietly.
"Hannie?", Minho said now. The boy couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the current state of his best friend.
There he was, kneeling on the floor with a bottle of wine in his hands. His cheeks were rosy and tear-stained while his soft glance was dreamingly directed towards Minho.
"W-what are you doing here?", Han asked ashamedly, directing his puffy eyes back towards the floor again.
"I could ask the same to you", Minho chuckled slightly while reaching out for the youngers hand to help him up.
"Hyuungg doesn't need to help me", Jisung hiccuped, refusing to take Minho's hand.
He pushed him self up but stumbled right into the olders arms, hitting his hard chest with his face.
Minho sighned deeply before picking Jisung up bridal style.
"Guess I'll have to carry you, stubborn little Quokka! Why did you drink in the first place....?"
Tears started to stream over the youngers face again, sobbing even harder now.
"Hannie what's going on?", Minho asked worried.
"I am very bad hyung.....disgusting, I am disgusting", he buried his face in Minho's t-shirt.
"What are you talking about Hannie? Where did my confident little Quokka go?"
"Stop hyung!.....Because of you hyung", he sniffled, "......making me so disgusting".
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Minho immediatley pulled Han closer, even tho he was hurt by his words. He carried the sniffling figure in his arms, to his room and placed it on top of his bedsheets.
"So....now tell me something that makes just a little sense", Minho said while looking down at Jisung.
"Hyung, I am drunk", Jisung whined.
"Oh really? I didn't notice", Minho shook his head in disbelief.
"Tell me why you are crying.....and don't say I am making you disgusting now"
"But it's true hyung......I think I have to leave stray kids", Jisung whispered the last part while his sobs were getting heavier.
"What are you talking about Han Jisung? Your words just don't make sence! Of course you can be a little dirty sometimes but that doesn't make you disgusting...it's actually kind of cute! Also why is it because of me", Minho was getting frustrated.
"Hyung.......I like you", Jisung broke down.
"Yeah, I like you too Hannie what about it"
Minho tried to comfort Han by patting his head but it didn't seem to work.
"Not in that way hyung.....I told you I was disgusting", Jisung said with a trembling voice before hiding his face in his hands. Minho froze as Han ended his sentence.
"Hannie you are not disgusting", Minho spoke slowly after processing everything that his bandmate just said.
"I am.......everyone would say it's disgusting"
"Hannie listen to me. Those people are stupid! And if you say that......then I am also disgusting. But that's not true Hannie. You could never be disgusting for liking someone"
Jisung faced Minho with his doll-like, sparkling eyes. You could see the confusion being written all over his face and it looked like he was trying to find the answear to all his questions by starring at Minho.
".......I like you too Hannie......also in the other way", Minho smiled softly before pulling Jisung into a warm hug.
"I am sorry", Jisung whispered into the crutch of Minho's neck.
"Sorry for what?"
"Sorry, I love you"~
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Did you like it? Sorry this one was kind of sad.....but I enjoyed writing it
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