Fics like Parachutes

“We haven’t decided what we’re doing yet,” Minho tells him, absentmindedly tugging at a loose thread on Jisung’s shirt sleeve. “What we’re doing?” Jisung quirks an eyebrow. “I assumed you were going home, hyung.” Okay, so maybe Minho hasn’t really outright said that he’d prefer to spend some of the break with him. He just assumed that was a given, after all. “I assumed we were spending some of it together.” He tries not to frown, not wanting to show the disappointment he’s feeling that this doesn’t seem to have crossed Jisung’s mind. “Oh!” But then the younger male’s entire face lights up at the idea, and all traces of that disappointment dissipates, and a small smile begins to curve along Minho’s own lips. “You didn’t mention anything like that—but yeah, okay! What should we do?” -- or: Stray Kids are given a short break, and Minho and Jisung make the most out of it. [ Russian ]

Fics like Parachutes

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