Han Jisung sculptor [Minsung!]

*Minho forgot his tools at the academy and came back late at night to get them because he couldn’t make the sculpture at home. When he got to the office, he was a little happy to see the light. He immediately thought that Jisung was sitting there because he liked to stay up late at night and sculpt.*Minho opened the door slightly, wanting to scare Jisung, which he did every now and then, laughing at the boy’s reaction. But as soon as he opened it, he saw this picture; the dim light only illuminated the face and collarbone of the bust, the bust itself was on a pedestal and had a calm, peaceful expression on its face that was very similar to Minho’s own. This was the first time he saw a bust like this on Jisung. Minho decided to wait a little longer since Jisung came in a minute later. His fingers slid down her chin, running his finger along the bottom lip of her bust. "Finally, I made you..." a soft smile played on his face as he leaned down and pressed his lips to "Minho's" lips.