Jisung glowered at Felix through his screen, eyes full of (what he hoped was) venom.
He glared at him the same way he glared at Minho this morning when he used Jisung's last skip. He was listening to Master of Puppets by Metallica, and shit, it was just as good as the first time he listened to it. It was 8 in the morning and Metallica was serving as Jisung's caffeine substitute, but Minho just laughed and said Jisung scowling looked like his cats when he says no treats for them. That made Jisung pout.
"I'm going to murder you, Felix."
It was 11 pm on a Thursday night.
The thought of school tomorrow made Jisung's head spin. He barely finished his homework tonight, and now the word sleep was being chanted like a mantra in his brain.
But it had been two days since Jisung and Minho decided to be friends. Three days since Jisung had talked to Chan. And apparently days too long for his hyung to go without knowing what all happened in his little brother's so eventful life.
And that, precisely, is how he ended up on a group FaceTime with Felix and Chan, with his best friend droning on and on and on, he practically sounded like a robot.
Jisung sighed, he just wanted to lie down and close his eyes and let his mind wander off into a dreamless land. Maybe even dig around and find his childhood stuffed animal and smother it to sleep. Maybe that could satisfy his recent -desperate- craving for physical affection.
"Hey, I'm just saying the first part was just a little painful to watch." Felix shrugged nonchalantly.
"Yeah, but when he held your hands." Chan paused to let out an embarrassing squeal, which was way louder than intended through Jisung's AirPods.
"And when he told Sung to call him 'hyung'?" Felix then practically screeched, causing Jisung to wince again. "Holy fuck, were they cute."
Felix's words took Jisung a minute to process and confusion slowly settled on his face. "Wait-" He hesitated for a second before he found his words again, "Can friends not hold hands or something?"
Felix opened his mouth to say something but Chan beat him to it, "Of course they can, Sung-a-dung!" His eyes sparkled with amusement, "They hold hands and blush around each other all the time!! Like take Changbin and Lix for example! They're such good friends!"
Felix's mouth slightly twitched before playing it off with a pretty smile instead, "Of course!! Me and Binnie blush around each other all the time! Don't worry, my little Sungflower!!"
Jisung blinked. Three times to be exact. "What the fuck," he mumbled under his breath.
Chan giggled, ignoring the younger's previous comment, "Oh, our Jisungie is so silly sometimes!!"
Felix tucked an invisible strand of hair behind his ear and he batted his lashes coquettishly. "I just love my Jisungie hyung so much!!!"
Jisung hung up.
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"Hyung," hummed Jisung, scanning and flipping through the enormously long piece of paper Ms. Ahn had passed out at the beginning of class. It was making his head spin.
2 pages front and back, full of random-ass questions they were supposed to ask their partner to "get to know each other". And not to forget, they also had to record themselves on some ancient recording device for proof.
Ms. Ahn said it would all come together with time. Partner bonding, she called it.
Jisung wasn't sure if he hallucinated Minho's tiny grin at that.
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let go | minsung
Fanfiction[discontinued/epilogue posted] Jisung thought he was playing it safe. He's been homeschooled his whole life. Only has two friends, and one of which is his seizure dog. But he's happy this way, has been his whole life. That is, until his dad and his...
