Lee Minho (𝟶𝟹)

Minho didn't understand what was happening to him; he had never been like this, he always knew what to say, how to act… how to keep control.
But with Jisung… all of that disappeared.

It was strange.
Every time he saw him, something in his chest shifted uncomfortably… but not unpleasantly.
Just… intensely.
As if his heart were beating faster without permission.

As if his body reacted before his mind did.
And that confused him.

Jisung wasn't doing anything special.
He just existed.
He spoke normally, smiled, moved like anyone else…
But for Minho, everything about him felt like too much.

Too bright.
Too close.
Too impossible to ignore.

One afternoon, he saw him coming toward him.
And that's where it all started again.

The tightness in his chest.
His hands slightly tense.
His mind going blank.

— Hi Minho! How's your day going?

Jisung said, stopping in front of him, giving him a small, cute smile.

Minho thought they were close, probably too close for him.

Minho wanted to answer, he really tried, but the words wouldn't come out.

His body froze.
As if something had stopped him.

— Are you okay?

Jisung asked, tilting his head slightly, confused.

Minho nodded quickly.
Too quickly.
Clumsily.

And that only made everything worse.

Because Jisung smiled.

And that smile made everything inside him fall into even more disarray.

His heart beating hard, his breathing a bit unstable...

The urge to say something overwhelmed him… anything.. but without knowing how.

Because Jisung was right.

He felt weird.
Different.
As if he didn't recognize himself.

But he didn't want it to stop, because even though it confused him… he also liked it.

Much more than he was willing to admit.

— A-Ah...

Minho stuttered.

inspirado en butterflies d skz :))

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