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and then... pause.

no, don't think so; the guys didn’t quarrel, it’s just that minho couldn’t find the time to run to the market, and jisung didn’t even look for him.

it’s just that neither of them seemed to know that they were both doing it subconsciously.

to put it simply, it’s on purpose.

ㅤㅤyes, no matter how much minho tried to prove to himself that he really didn’t have time, nothing worked for him. he took on almost everything he could, just to find an excuse not to go there. to where he is. to where it was incredibly warm and... where they wanted to see him.

and jisung tried his best to look away from the crowd so as not to look for he. han really tried not to look for his features in unfamiliar faces. he really... okay, he gives up. admits that he is bored. that the one whose name is on the tongue, burning and causing tears to well up, is missing. ㅤ

ㅤㅤit seems like they haven’t known each other for that long, but something so... sweet connected them. something that feels good and you can't overdose on. but something that is addictive.

ㅤㅤthey didn't communicate for about two weeks.

ㅤㅤthe bitterness settled somewhere in the throat, making it difficult to breathe, eat and live peacefully.

ㅤㅤbut minho is to some extent... endlessly disappointed. he looks at his calendar, where each day of his vacation is marked with a large number of emojis and exclamation marks. lee knows he'll miss him. understands that he will lose something important. part of the heart.

ㅤㅤhe can try not to lose nothing, right?

ㅤㅤminho hopes. hopes that jisung will wait for him. will wait and understand. quick steps are moving along the streets, and the sky is gray. not at all the same as when they first met.

ㅤㅤhe turns there. his hands are shaking and my legs can’t hold up. the bitterness finally disappears from your throat, settling in your stomach, forcing you to swallow hard and take a deep, trembling breath. It still hurts to breathe.

ㅤㅤne follows a familiar route, seeing a large canopy that sways a little in the wind. sees some unknown flowers that were tightly tied to one of the beams, familiar table legs, and...

ㅤㅤno one.

ㅤㅤhan didn’t wait for him.

ㅤㅤjisung. he. beloved, dear jisung.

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— ...lily? — jisung jumps up from his counter, looking at the slightly startled guy who was blinking a lot.

— why did you call me a lily? — han doesn't understand anything, frowning his eyebrows. has some guy come to him to roll balls again?

— what? — the stranger's a little shocked. — I didn't call you a lily. I just asked you to pick me a bouquet of purple lilies. - he emphasizes the last words in his voice, looking panicked at the salesman.

— oh...

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— han-n-i-e-a-ah... — minho watches his favorite boyfriend dipping cookies in chamomile tea, staring mesmerized into the laptop screen.

— what? — jisung throws his head back on whether shoulder and looks at him with deer eyes.

— I don't want to stand here tonight and wash that cutest bear out of your mug-e-e.. — minho whimpers, clutching jisung's chest tighter with his hands.

— I'll be careful. don't worry, love. — han leaves a kiss on his jaw, returning to his mug. — oops..

— hmm? — lee leans forward, bending jisung almost in half. — oh, my gosh. han-n-i-e!!! - minho throws his head back, whining loudly due to the fact that the cookies have almost completely fallen to the bottom of the mug, and only the head is left of the sweet bear - he's been very brutally decapitated in boiling water.

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— parents made me go to change the batteries... I don't give a fuck about batteries!!! — says han, trying to lean on the bark of a tree.

— oh? han? — jisung's embarrassed himself. — do you need a hand? — no, han recognizes the man's voice as minho, his closest friend.

— yeah, I'd appreciate it. — smiles as he hangs from the lowest branch. he feels the palms of someone else's hands on his ass, lifting his weight. — what the fuck are you doing??? — jisung starts waving his arms around.

— don't fuck around and put the batteries in. - han snorts for a couple more seconds, and decides to use his services. the batteries, fortunately, remain in the right place. - now kiss me as a reward, i helped you!!!

han claps his eyes, not expecting this from his friend. but he quickly accepts it - why not? he pulls the guy to him by his hoodie, leaving a small kiss on his lips.

— bye-bye, grief helper.

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