«Lee Minho x Han Jisung»

my lips are sealed

• Ignite

This isn't happening, is the first thought that Jisung has. It just couldn't be.

He blinks. Gawks. He even pinches the loose skin inside his elbow—a little too hard, frankly, and he lets out a wince for it.

The scene in front of him refuses to change.

Being witness to the sight of his boyfriend straddling another man in the passenger seat of the car they technically share; their mouths on, and their hands all over each other, visible even through the semi-tinted windows was not a part of the plan.

Jisung momentarily feels deprived of air; his thoughts go blank and he has no idea what to do, or how he's supposed to act. He stands there, in the parking lot, and he just gawks.

“What the fuck,” a voice says from somewhere behind him.

That's right, he thinks. What the fuck?!

• Burn

At the Levanter Bed & Breakfast, Minho and Jisung's relationship follows the flow of the seasons: the hope that spring brings, the flaming intensity of summer, the quietude of fall and the cold of winter that has one craving more warmth.

(the one in which we pick up where we left minho and jisung, who had just found their way into each other's lives again)