Why So Far? || Minsung 3/3

2:48am

I awaken to a small sniffle. Jisung is tucked away in my chest, curled up so tiny. I lean back, adjusting my eyes to the darkness. There are shiny tear tracks along his cheeks, his mouth parted slightly. His breath hitches and his eyes flicker open.

"Angel? You okay?" I question softly. "Did you have a nightmare?"

A soft sob slips from his mouth. He shakes his head. "No, I-... I had the most beautiful dream. Oh, god. I love you, Lee Minho. I love you so much. I love you forever."

"I love you. I love you always and forever, Han Jisung. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. Do you want to talk about the dream?"

He smiles, wiping his face on my shirt. "We- we were together in our own house. We had rings. We had kids, older kids. Our house was a cottage in a forest. It was such a beautiful dream. Everything was glowing and sparkled as if the sun lived within it. You are my future."

I kiss the top of his hair. "I'm happy with you. Arguments are normal, fighting is normal, but I have never, ever hated you. I have never thought about breaking apart. I have never doubted my love for you. You're my everything. Stay with me forever. Stay."

"Stay. I... I'm so in love with you. You make me stay. I never want to think about a future without you. You're my best friend. You're my sunshine. You're the reason I'm here. I love you so much."

"And I, you."

We're the closest we've been, my arms tightening around him. Cicadas and crickets outside are heard, the nightly aura falling upon us. He sighs, relaxing against me once again.

"All I need is you. You and our six other idiots. You guys are my world. I don't need anyone or anything else. I love you all so much," I whisper, staring up into the darkness.

"It's you and me against the world, along with our six sidekicks. Our future kids' uncles. Our groomsmen. Eight is fate, like Channie said."

"That sounds perfect to me."

-

As I go through work today, an anxious twist is in my stomach. What's the matter? My limbs are continuously shaking and my heart is beating slightly faster than normal.

Is it about the talk Jisung and I had last night? Future. We talked about the future. That's my biggest fear. This feeling, I've felt before. When I was graduating. I don't like change, I never have. I don't adapt well. Even in my first year of college, I'd have late nights curled up in bed, trembling at the thought of being an adult.

"Minho? Are you okay?" One of my coworkers questions, setting a hand on my shoulder.

I nod. I only have a few hours left. I can make it through the day. "Yeah, sorry. In my head."

He says okay, wandering off. I shake it off. I can go home soon and it'll be fine. I shouldn't be thinking about the future right now. Marriage is far away. We're still in college.