Red String | Minsung

스물아홉

The two watched as Jisung's mom drove into the school parking lot. Jisung quickly stood in front of Minho in an attempt to hide him. However, it didn't do much considering his height. His mom pulled up in front of them. She rolled down the window with a huge smile on her face. "Hey, Jisungie! Why don't you seem happy? You found out who your soulmate is! You were so excited this morning." She questioned.

"Well, you see..." Jisung pulled his hand forward to signal Minho to stand beside him. Jisung showed their intertwined hands, and the string connected. His mom's eyes widened. "Oh my goodness! Minho is your soulmate?? That is so cute!!" She exclaimed with the biggest grin on her face. She got out of the car and stood up. She squeezed the two of them in an enormous hug.

"Oh right, you two are enemies, aren't you?" She frowned as she remembered what Jisung had said before. "Well, not exactly, Mrs. Han. I had messed up before, but I apologized and we made up. We even resolved our problems from when we were kids. We aren't friends, though. And then this happened." Minho explained, lifting their hands up. "Hmm. Well, you two get in." They both got in the back of the car and sat down. Jisung's mom started the car, and they drove off.

They were all silent. Minho was stuck in his thoughts. He looked at their intertwined hands. He felt his face heat up. Although it didn't seem like it, Minho wasn't as bothered about this as Jisung was. He had gotten rather fond of the younger male, believe it or not. He would never admit it to anyone or himself, though. He smiled slightly as he stared at their hands. He looked up at the blonde. He was wearing his glasses again. Minho loved it when he wore his glasses.

"What are you smiling at?" Jisung asked, scrunching his nose. Minho's face turned a pink tint. Jisung looked so cute when he did that. "Hello? Can you hear me?" The younger waved his hand in front of his face. "Oh, uh..." Minho coughed awkwardly. "I saw a cat outside." He lied. "But you were looking at me."

"N-no I wasn't. You're just imagining things. I bet you want me to stare at you, so that's why you imagined it." Minho retorted. "Absolutely not! Ugh, you're so annoying." Jisung huffed, puffing out his cheeks. Minho snickered at the younger. The brunette didn't know what came over him today. He cooed at the younger. "You're just like a squirrel, you know." He said, squeezing the latter's cheek teasingly. Jisung Grabbed the older's hand and removed it from his face. "What the hell is with you today! You're really getting on my nerves." He complained.

They arrived at Jisung's house soon after their bickering. Jisung opened the door, and they both slid out of the car. Minho closed the door and they walked up to the front door. Jisung's mom locked the car before going up to the front door and opening it. They all walked into the quiet house, taking off their shoes. "You two can hang out upstairs, I have to take a few calls, okay?" The two of them nodded in response, not wanting to argue.

They made their way up the stairs silently. Jisung led the older male into his room. They sat down at the end of the bed. "Well, I guess we're gonna be stuck together for a while, huh?" The blonde spoke awkwardly. "Yup. Unless we resolve something." Minho replied. "But what though? This is so dumb." Jisung complained once again. The brunette felt a little hurt. It's not like he asked to be soulmates with the younger, but Jisung acted as if it was the worst thing in the world to be soulmates with him. Did he hate him that much?

"Hey, earth to Minho." Jisung pulled Minho out of his thoughts. "Sorry, what were you saying?" He asked. Jisung huffed. "I asked if you wanted to play a video game. I figured since we're gonna have to be together constantly, we might as well do something." He informed. "Don't we need two hands to do that? It won't necessarily be easy to play when our hands are practically glued together." Minho mentioned. "Damn, you're right. Now how am I supposed to play Mario kart?!" Jisung wailed.