Paint you Naked [MINSUNG]

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"But why do we need to go to that side? It's all dark!", the exasperation was heard on the boy's voice as Chuu pulled his hand, once again walking through the Paris night life with her high hells, something Jisung still could not understand. The European floors were incredibly irregular, he had almost twisted his ankle around 5 times on the half week they had been there, and yet the girl seemed to walk like it was a runaway, never having a single problem. She pulled him up the street, but his eyes could only look back at the familiar way they used to take, the right side meant the ice cream van, the violinist and the painter he longed to see. The red paint that caught his attention but disappeared the last time.

"We saw that side already so many times! Here we also have a few people, and there's more painters!", she smiled brightly, but the guy could only look back again, wandering if Minho would be there that day. Wandering if Hyunjin was with Chan once more. The taller had disappeared right after dinner, saying he needed to ask the older man something, and now Jisung could only wander what that was, or if it was something at all.

"You know he likes you, right?"

He shook his head, feeling his compass point at different sides at the same time. He could only worry about one thing at a time, and right then, it was time to worry about the possibility of not seeing Minho that night.

"We have a whole month to go to that side, I really want an ice cream tonight, please?"

Chuu pouted, pulling him again.

"Compromise. We walk until that singer in the middle of that street, I get to check out the books there, and then we go back for your ice cream."

The boy smiled, pulling her slightly, their interlocked fingers and leaning to place a kiss on her lips.

"And this is why I like you so much."

She squealed, pulling him and inhaling the fresh hair of the night, her curious eyes jumping from side to side, while Jisung's ones were stuck on her.

He liked her.

It took her barely an hour to finally finish seeing what she wanted, with a new book under her arm she accepted Jisung's arm and walked down the street with him, talking about something he was not quite listening to, as he stretched his neck, desperate to understand if the empty spot was filled with the back and red paintings or if he had hallucinated the whole thing.

It couldn't be. His cheek still felt hot as he remembered that night.

The place Minho had kissed.

"Jisung! Oh, is this the girlfriend I've been hearing about?"

The younger boy snapped out of his panic, looking up to see they had reached the front of the line. He was starting at a smiling Chan, and the girl next to him waved at him.

"I'm Chuu, nice to meet you!"

"Hi, Chan Hyung. Yes she is." He chuckled. "We're getting out night ice cream, I did say I was going to help you with money these holidays."

The older scoffed, rolling his eyes with a smile.

"You, Hyunjin and Seungmin are the ones that buy me the most ice cream, you know what? Today's one is for free, for you and the lady."

Jisung smiled as a thank you, as Chuu began her order, thinking out loud about what flavor she wanted that night.

Had Seungmin gone there that night?

"And you, Jisung?"

"Oh, a-Ahm, I can get that one, please.", he pointed at a random flavor, not even reading the name as Chan nodded. He started at his feet, heart pumping against his chest, feeling like a child as he wandered over and over again wether he would find the pair down that street.