Lee Minho; Minsung

Jisung's heart pounded with a mix of excitement and nervousness as he approached Minho's house. It had been years since he'd last set foot on that street, years since he'd left behind not only his home, but also a beautiful relationship, full of laughter, support, and the certainty that they were meant for each other. However, distance forced them apart when Jisung moved out, but the memories of Minho never faded; on the contrary, over time, the longing to see him again became unbearable. When Jisung's hand touched the door, a wave of memories flooded him. Minho's family had always loved him like a son, and the warmth of their reunion was immediate. Minho's mother greeted him with a radiant smile and a tight hug, inviting him in with her usual familiarity, but the warm, welcoming air froze the moment Jisung walked through the door. There, standing next to Minho, was another boy holding his hand as they got ready to leave. "I forgot... I have some work to do, I should go..." Jisung mumbled, backing away, trying desperately not to let Minho notice him, but it was no use. Their eyes met, and in that brief moment, Jisung's world crumbled. He looked away and hurried out of the house. Someone's quickened footsteps behind him echoed in his ears, and when he was about to run, a hand grabbed his wrist, stopping him. "When... did you get back...?"