dancing high

67

"the lee taemin one?" 

somin's eyes went everywhere in panic, thinking of possibilities as how jisung acquired the name, but ending up asking him straightforwardly just to be sure 

"uh, how'd you get that..name?" 

"oh, i saw it in your basement dance room, it was written on the mirrors" jisung shrugged, confused when it seemed like somin let out a relieved sigh

"so it was true, your second brother's name is lee taemin. looking back you never really mentioned his name" jisung smiled, happy with the information he acquired, a step to knowing somin better, 

"oh, yeah, ahaha.." somin chuckled awkwardly, wiping her nonexsitent sweat off her forehead, 

"he gagged? how rude" jisung snorted, 

"well, it was gross, even worse than this" somin muttered, pulling her blanket up to her knees, 

showcasing the long scars on both outer sides of her calves, from the knee to the ankle, and what seemed to be wounds that hadnt dried up on both her kneecaps,

jisung sat there silently, stunned with what he was seeing, 

just a few days ago, she was fine, her legs were still unsacthed, she used to be able to stand on her own just a few days ago..just a few days ago..

"these ones havent dried up yet, so" somin said, pointing on the bandage patch on her knees, smiling wryly, 

she felt awkward, seeing how jisung looked even more concerned about her leg than she was, deciding to end  it quick and cover her legs again, 

"end of the exhibit" she monotonedly said, jisung snapping back to reality upon the robot voice, giggling

"i wish you speedy recovery" jisung said, you can see the sincerity in his eyes, 

"thank you, i hope so too" 

"and i hope you personally dont think the scars are gross," jisung added,

"scars are like.. victory marks, taeyong hyung has a scar from his appendix surgery a few years back, he couldve died, but he didnt, and so do you" he muttered, "what matters is that you're alive, after what you've been through" 

somin felt warmth bloom in her when jisung said that, she broke into a smile so wide she could barely see anything,

"thank you" 

"no need to thank me, i dont know how to stress this enough, but i'm really glad i can still talk to you, like now" he giggled shyly,

"feeling's mutual" somin chuckled, "i sure am blessed" 

"you know, once you recover and able to walk and run and do all your shenanigans like before, i have a wish" jisung smiled,

"you want a wish? isnt it supposed to be the other way around? and, mind you, i'm still on with my shenanigans even while being, well, immobile" somin chuckled, 

"yeah right. and yeah, i want a wish fulfilled" jisung nodded, 

"well? tell me, what's your wish?" somin asked, feeling like santa

"you know, we never had the chance to dance together" 

"....what do you mean? we did? we always did in dancing high"

"no, i'm talking about dancing together as in us two, you and me, just the both of us" jisung corrected, 

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