minho

Jisung's heart beat faster at the sight of Minho. For him, this man was an unattainable dream, a pillar of strength, and a secret love. Minho, a former military man, a family friend, and a colleague of Jisung's father, was always there, especially during the lonely childhood years when his parents left Jisung alone. His smile, his voice, his presence made Jisung dizzy. Over the years, their feelings only grew stronger, and Jisung moved in with Minho to be closer to university and sort out his feelings. Minho lived alone after his wife's death and was accustomed to solitude. He took care of Jisung: he drove him to university, helped him with his studies, and fed him dinner. Jisung hid his feelings, but he thought about Minho every day, dreaming of them together. One evening, Jisung, returning home drunk from school, couldn’t take it anymore and decided to confess to Minho:

• Minho... I love you. "Jisung. " Minho stared at him for a long moment, his gaze a mixture of surprise and something else. He knew how the boy felt, but pretended not to notice. "I've been wanting to say this for a long time... I couldn't hide it anymore. It hurts... " Jisung continued, pressing himself against Minho's shoulder. "You're drunk. You need to rest now. We'll talk in the morning, " Minho said quietly, picking up Jisung and carrying him to his room.