29.

                                    

                                          
Jisung's Pov.
                          
It's been a few months since we found the photo booth pictures and it's all I think about when I'm alone. It's all so weird and makes absolutely no sense. 
Why would we bring my stuffed squirrel and minho's cat to the mall with us?
                          
I know we didn't take any photos the last time we went to the mall, so where did it come from?
                          
"Jisung could I come in?" 
                          
"Yeah!"
                          
My mom enters my room with a bowl of icecream and gives it to me, sitting on the edge of my bed.
                          
"So I was talking to your dad and he wants to take a trip for our anniversary. Do you think you would be okay with minho?"
                          
"yeah"
                          
"What's wrong honey? You could talk to me, tell me what's on your mind. "
                          
"I don't know to be honest, I just feel weird"
                          
"Weird?"
                          
I nod and eat the icecream. 
                          
"Well I'll be downstairs, I'll call you when dinners ready."
                          
"Okay"
                          
When she shuts the door, I roll over and scream into my pillow, throwing a small tantrum. 
                          
"Does this have something to do with me and minho hearing shit all the time out of nowhere?"
                          
I miss minho now. 
                          
I pick up my phone and call him.
                          
"Hello?"
                          
"I miss you hyungggGGGgggGGggGg!"
                          
"I left your house 20 minutes ago."
                          
"Okay and?"
                          
"You'll see me later sung."
                          
I start to whine loudly into the phone, minho handing up.
                          
"This bitch-"
                          
"Jisung, dinner is ready!"
                          
I stomp down stairs with a pout till I see minho sitting at the kitchen table, talking to my dad, my dad is another person minho is comfortable talking to. 
                          
I sit in front of him and kick him underneath the table for hanging up on me.
                          
"Soooo we are going on a trip for our anniversary and we were wondering if it was fine if you stayed with jisung here or took him to your house, we don't want him alone. "
                          
Minho nods and eats his spaghetti. 
                          
After we finish and clean up, I drag minho into my room and body slam his onto the bed.
                          
"You ass, why did you hang up on me when I was trying to show you my love!"
                          
"You were whining."
                          
"And? That's like my signature mating call!"
                          
"Plus I was already in your house, you're mom told me to come back for dinner after I left."
                          
"Give me my kissy's!"
                          
"You're so annoying sometimes."
                          
"MmmmMmmmMmm" I whine, puckering my lips.
                          
Minho squeezes my cheeks and pecks my lips over and over again.
                          
"Hyung"
                          
"What?"
                          
"I can't stop thinking about the photo booth pictures, isn't it odd that we both had half of a piece and we both can't remember?"