sixty-four

trigger warning: Gotta get, gotta get, gotta get that groove back

Minho gently connects their lips. He missed this. Missed Jisung sweetly asking for kisses. Innocently delving into his mouth. Shyly exploring it. Unawarely torturing Minho. Turning him on.

Jisung gasps. Pulls back for air. His hands still hold Minho's face.

"I love you," Minho tells him. Holds back his tears.

Jisung presses his soft lips on Minho's again. He kisses them. Takes them into his mouth. Sucks gently. Minho lets him. He returns some kisses too. But mostly leaves Jisung to do as he likes.

There's a short mewl. Jisung parts. Rests their foreheads.

He pants quietly. And his eyes stay closed.

Minho smiles. Pecks his cheek. "Are you tired?"

"No..." He murmurs. "I like it. So much. I like you. Love you."

Minho moves his hand. To the back of Jisung's head. Tugs him lower. He wants to kiss him longer. Deeper.

Minho's now sucking on Jisung's tongue.

He moans quietly from having him again. Alive. His hardness is pressed against... Jisung's soft crotch...

Minho stops. Separates. Quickly.

Jisung blinks his eyes open. His lips are pink. Irresistible—

"L-Let's stop for today, okay?" Minho says. "You'll... you'll need to revert to your... mannequin form..."

He stares back at Jisung. His words have stopped. Because Jisung's moved slightly. To glance down between them.

"Oh... you have to go to the bathroom?" He says. Giggles. Then he blinks up. Frowns. Something's changing in his eyes...

Minho's heartbeat is heavy. "Jisung?"

"Minho..." He says. "His voice shakes. His lips tremble. His eyes fill with tears. "Oh... Minho... I— Minho!"

In moments... he's struggling to breathe. He's clinging to Minho. His head's rested on Minho's neck. He's trying to speak. But he's sobbing.

Minho's begun crying too. He's overwhelmed. He knew it would come. It would happen. But he's still too shocked.

He rubs Jisung's back. Combs his hair with his fingers. Sniffles. Kisses his head. "Yes, I'm here. It's okay. You're alright. I'm alright. I love you... I love you so much..."

He can't make out what Jisung's trying to say. But he's hearing sorrys. His name. Something about not knowing. Something about forgetting. Hurting him. More sorrys.

"Jisung... It's okay..." Minho strokes his back. Speaks close to his ear. Because Jisung's sobs are too loud to speak over. "You didn't do anything wrong... it's okay, I love you..."

Eventually... Jisung's quieter. But his snivels are sharp...

Minho carefully moves. Jisung tightens his arms around him. His legs too. He lets out a low cry. "Don't go away, please..."

"No, I'm not leaving you..." Minho says.

Jisung's gripping him tight with his limbs. So Minho manages to lift him. He chuckles tearfully and walks to the bedroom.

It would be impossible to do anything... if Jisung becomes a mannequin... clinging to him like this...

"Um, Sungie," Minho says. He carefully sits down. On the bed. "You turn back to a mannequin soon... could you let me go?"

"No, no... I d-don't," Jisung says. He's crying. "I can't. I don't wanna forget you again... please, Minho... I don't want to go..."

"Okay..." Minho soothes. Lies on the bed. Jisung's hold is very strong. "Okay. You don't have to. J-Just stay here with me..."

He's very worried. Jisung's arms could turn solid. Trap him.

He wouldn't even attempt getting out of Jisung's grip when he turns mannequin. He could damage or break him.

So he keeps stroking Jisung's hair. Speaking lovingly to him.

Jisung's slowly... weakening. Becoming calmer. His arms get looser...

Minho shifts back. Takes his hands. Kisses each. He looks at his face. He wants to ask him. To check again... Does Jisung really remember him? And not just that he's someone he loves?

But Minho gets another surprise.

Jisung's swollen eyes are closed. His cheeks are tear-stained. Minho lightly thumbs away the warm remaining tears...

He really can't believe it. He smiles. His heart's extremely happy. He slowly raises himself. Kisses Jisung's forehead. "Goodnight..."

Jisung doesn't revert. He stays asleep. For hours.

Minho's content. He just watches him. Watches his body movement with every breath. He gently touches his hands. His cheeks.

Is he dreaming? Is he really seeing this? Is Jisung really back?

Yes. He's here. Beside him. Living. He's not cold and stiff.

Minho hears his phone vibrating. Faintly. It's somewhere in the living room. But he's afraid. To move. To leave Jisung's side.

- - -

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Miles away in the Hwangs' residence... Hyunjin's panicking.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I know it's late... but can you watch over Kkami?"

"Oh, where are you going at this hour, dear?"

"I just... I have to go see Minho..."

"What's wrong, dear? Is he alright?"

"I don't know. But he's not answering his phone, so—"

"Okay, go, don't explain. Call me— Kkami, no. You're staying here."

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Hyunjin knows Minho could be sleeping. So he's quiet when he enters the apartment. But Minho has been talking to him every night. Updating him. So why wouldn't he answer?

He walks around. The lights are on. The bedroom door's open too.

"Minho..." He says. Softly. Steps inside. "Oh..."

Minho is asleep. And not alone. Hyunjin takes another step. To see closer. To be sure that he's not imagining things.

It's Jisung. His body looks too tight. Stiff.

They're both turned toward each other. Their eyes are closed.

Questions run through Hyunjin's head. He wonders if this means something good... if Jisung's a mannequin right now... or not...

There's a quiet sound then. It's from Jisung.

He shivered. Moved closer to Minho.

Oh... he's alive. But just... cold. Seeking warmth.

Minho's hand strokes his back. He unconsciously brings him nearer.

Hyunjin walks around the bed. Carefully tugs the covers up.

He makes sure the two are properly tucked in.

Then he watches them for a moment.

Jisung's body moves. Minho snuggles closer.

Hyunjin smiles. He finds Minho's phone. Brings it to his bedside table. Plugs it in. He turns off the lights. Closes the door of the room.

Then leaves with a relieved sigh.

To be continued...

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