I can live without you, but I forgot
'Cause you're so baby
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Minho's POV
It's been three days since the whole bar fiasco, yet you would think that's what really seals the deal on Jisung not wanting anything to do with me. Drunkenly admitting his care and fears of losing me.

It's been the opposite. We're good, in the most basic friend way. It's almost like it had been before I kissed him, just like he wanted. Almost, I say that because we did kiss and that will forever linger between us.

I get off the treadmill, and ending my gym session with Cardio always means I'm overthinking, which is good and bad. In my head it's bad, it's all jumbled up but in reality, I'm running for almost an hour—completely lost in thought.

The sweat drips down my face as I squat down to my bag and grab my towel, roughly wiping away the mess before tossing it into the bag and grabbing my water bottle.

"Slow down there man, you'll pass out" I look up to Hyunjin who walks up to me as I take a drink of my water, "Lot on your mind?"

I stand up and shrug "I'll be fine" I gaze around mindlessly, blowing it off.

"Why don't you ever talk to me?" My gaze snaps back to Hyunjin's, "You hide and shit... we're best friends Minho"

I swallow harshly, "No offense but it's not something I want to talk about with you," I say to him before sitting down on the bench press, grabbing my towel from my bag once again and wiping the sweat from my neck.

"Because it's about Jisung" I look over at him and he shrugs "You already know that I know about you two"

When I got back to the apartment with Jisung that night at the bar, I got a text from Hyunjin checking if I made it back safely. He then continued to tell me he knew something was going on between us, obviously not knowing the full story but assuming it. Of course, I was confused and guilty but we never talked about it since. I never confirmed it to him.

I lean onto my knees and I gaze down, "I don't want to talk about it, it's kinda weird" I admit to him.

Why was I going to talk to Hyunjin about how much I wanted Jisung? Jisung, the very guy he was sleeping with last year, the guy he fell in love with. The guy that broke his heart. I wasn't going to admit how far and dirty my thought had become about the male.

"We're best friends" Hyunjin reminds me once again as he sits beside me and bumps his shoulder with mine "Stop being a bitch and let me in" He practically whines and I chuckle lightly, shaking my head and looking over at him.

I give in, just a little as I say "You of all people know Jisung doesn't do relationships, so you also know there is no use" I sound as helpless as I felt. I look away and continue "He isn't going to change and I won't be the one to force him to or else he will probably end up hating me"

I felt his hand on my shoulder and I inhaled deeply, "Just give it time, if he cares we will try" I refused to look at Hyunjin. The pull at my chest hated how fucking complicated this is.

I guess good things never come easy.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

My phone vibrates in my pocket as I enter the apartment. Krystal's name is on the screen and I decline it. We haven't had any study sessions since the bar and maybe I've ignored her a bit.

I take off my shoes and as I do so, I pause. The smell of coffee surrounds me, almost caging me in. It was barely nearing seven in the morning and usually, when I got back from the gym everyone was still asleep—well until I started the blender.

I drop my bag by the door and walk further into the apartment, my eyes going towards the male who sits at the island on his laptop.

"Up early?" I enter the kitchen and lean onto the island, across from where Jisung sits. Coffee mug in hands.

Jisung looks up from the screen with a loud sigh, "Say that to my mom" He starts "She woke me up by randomly calling me to rant about how she's going to move to Charleston to experience the small beach town life"

My brows push further together "I thought she loved her current life with her new friends?"

Jisung shrugs and puts his mug down, "Yeah well she's bored of it and wants something new" He rolls his eyes, "She just doesn't know how to settle" He mutters under his breath.

"This involves you how?"

Jisung looks down at the screen and groans lightly "She plans on visiting and so I need to find a hotel for her, preferably the one furthest away from the apartment" He puts his head in his hands "She'll make me go to pilates with her at five in the morning" He says dreadfully.

I let out a breathy chuckle as I stood up and walked to the fridge. Grabbing all the things I need and putting them down before getting two glasses from the cabinet.

I put everything in the blender and started it without care, looking over my shoulder to see Jisung plugging his ear and making me laugh loudly at his behavior.

Pressing the button on the blender that turns it off and letting the quietness of the apartment take over once again. "You know you could stop at a smoothie shop on your way back instead of disrupting your lovely roommate's sleep every morning"

I pour the green liquid into both cups as I say "Lovely?" I pass him a smug smirk and he rolls his eyes.

"I may not be the not energetic and nicest person you've ever met but I'm a good roommate," Jisung says to me, his eyes curious as I walk to the island again and push one of the glasses toward him. In contrast with his mug that has little coffee left.

"It's not as bad as it looks and it's much better for you" I offer him a small smile.

His skeptical gaze looks at the drink, a small grimace on his face as he does so and I watch his every move. Amused. I can't say I hate that we're friends, I wished we were more but I'd settle for this. This is better than nothing.

Watching all his quirks and him not caring if he came off as too dramatic. He felt a lot more carefree in these moments.

"Sure you aren't poisoning me?" He meets my gaze with a hidden smile. Eyes squinting jokingly.

I roll my eyes, "Of course not, I need to keep you around longer" I motion towards the green juice, "Hence why I made one for you, this makes you invincible" I joke.

Jisung chuckles and shakes his head, grabbing the glass and taking a drink of it. Not just a sip, a big gulp of it and a smile rises on my face as he pulls it away and looks at it before looking at me "Not half bad" He takes a smaller drink before putting it down "Still, I love my coffee"

I was about to reply to him but I was rudely interrupted by my phone that vibrates on the counter. Her name is again on the screen as I gaze down. Looking up when hearing the laptop close and Jisung stands up from the chair. I was about to ask him to stay, to talk to me a bit longer.

Yet he beats me, saying "I'll leave you be, I need more sleep" He doesn't grab the coffee he had made earlier to accompany him back into his room, instead he grabs the smoothie I had made for him and his laptop in the other hand before walking away and leaving me yearning to hear more of his voice.

[Song rec - Baby by Helena Deland]