and this is love... lalala

It is difficult to live without knowing what the object of your sympathy feels directly to you. This object is Lee Minho. Yes, he is the cause of sleepless nights, he does not get out of his head, he appears endlessly in dreams, it is about him that Jison cannot stop thinking. Waking up from the annoying alarm clock, rubbing his eyes with a loud sigh, Khan still decides to get out of bed and go to wash. You can gather for couples calmly, today the first two were canceled. Today the guy has an unacceptable luxury — to have breakfast. Since they usually don't have time to do this with Minho, they eat a bun from the cafe opposite. Both rent half an apartment, it's cheaper, classmates and part-time best friends. They met by a ridiculous accident, both got stuck in the elevator, then found out that they were going to see the same apartment and agreed to rent it together. Both are students, there's not much money. So they became friends, they go to university together, and tonight Lee has to return from Cheongju, from relatives. And Khan firmly decided that he would confess to his "friend" in the next week, because it was simply unbearable. The day flew by quickly, even too much, without noticing how the evening came, Khan slowly began to worry. There was no such thing before, but the problem remained a problem. The excitement was growing with every second, although there was no reason for it, his friend was just coming, although he had been deceiving someone for a long time as not just a friend. After a while, footsteps were heard in the entrance...a heartbeat...the noise of keys in front of the door...already that heartbeat...the door opens, the noise of packages is heard and the wheels of a suitcase roll down the corridor...my heart is beating in a frenzied rhythm... — Jisoon hello! I thought you weren't at home, you were sitting so quietly... Lee exclaimed. Excitement surged with renewed vigor, breathing quickened, the heart no longer stops, Han began to think that Minho also hears his beating. There was a lump in my throat. — P-hi, listen, I'm a little sick, I think it's better for you not to be close to me, I don't want to infect you — Jison muttered in a trembling voice, guiltily lowering his eyes to the floor. — And... okay, can I bring you something? Lee said in a frustrated voice. Politely refusing, having escorted the latter out of the room, Closing the door, Khan went down it, covering his face with his hands. Plans to spend the entire evening in his room without talking to Minho fell through as soon as Jison heard a rumbling in his stomach. Sighing loudly and moaning softly from annoyance and resentment at himself, Khan resigned himself to the fact that he would still have to leave the room, if only because he would starve to death if he did not eat. After a while, the body was asking more and more for at least a crumb and overpowering himself, on wobbly legs, Jison trudged to the exit of the room. When he reached the kitchen, he found there the one he most would not like to see right now. Hearing footsteps behind him, Lee turned around, immediately asked: "Honey, are you feeling better?" Maybe you need something? Medications? Let me make you some warm tea? The concern in Minho's voice screamed "accept my help." The younger one decided not to resist and accept help, and he would not refuse a cup of tea with something delicious. But the offer to watch a movie together made Jison shudder, but there was nowhere to retreat, excuses stubbornly did not want to show up in his head, not a single one. Still agreeing, as if he had a choice, Han headed into the living room, leaving the elder in the kitchen to make tea. Since the latter was left with the choice of a movie for the evening, opening the phone, he stopped at romance-a comedy that was released recently. Not noticing when Minho sat down next to him, he shuddered from the weightless touch of his shoulder. Turning his head to the right, he collided with the elder's face in dangerous proximity, 10-15 centimeters. Immediately pulling away to a safe distance, Jison showed his choice, receiving approval from Lee, the younger smiled contentedly. Having performed simple actions to start the movie, both comfortably sat down and started watching. Somewhere in the middle of the film, the couple's tedious conversations about love began. Minho was not a fan of this, so turning his head to the left, he looked at the profile of his friend with whom he had been in love since the first week of acquaintance. Having made a promise to himself to confess today, he was determined to fulfill it. He took a deep breath and: — Huni..? — the elder whispered Jison mumbled without looking up from the movie. — I thought about it for a long time and came to the conclusion that we should talk — everything turned cold inside the younger, did he notice his looks and the timbre of his voice when he was nearby. So — Lee continued — when we met, I was immediately afraid of my feelings, and did not accept them, blaming everything on fatigue and study paddocks. But this is unbearable, is in the unknown and... In general, I like you, I don't know if it's mutual or not, but I will accept any decision you make. Minho finished wearily. Khan's hands shook with happiness, not immediately realizing what had happened, he slowly turned his gaze to the elder. "Is that true?" — junior asked the question in a slow voice. — Jison, don't pull, tell me reciprocally or not? — the latter has butterflies in his stomach, now he is already glad that he still left the room and agreed to watch the movie together. — Fool...of course it's mutual. In the next second, something happened that Han certainly did not expect. Minho reached for Junior's lips and gently touched them with his own, placing both hands on Jison's cute chubby cheeks. Pulling away, with a sly smile, Lee whispered: — Are you ill, you say? "Shut up and kiss me," was all Han could say. Reaching out to such a familiar face. A long-forgotten movie was playing in the background noise in the living room. Minho and Han were kissing on the couch, too wrapped up in their kiss to worry about a silly movie. Lee felt a strange sense of happiness knowing that he was the first person to receive one of Jison's sincere and first kisses. Years of friendship had brought them to this moment, and the latter could not understand how he could not reveal his feelings for him until a friend revealed them first. Being with him, he feels so good.