Jisung went back to the bedroom deep in thoughts. It had been difficult for him to go to the streets even before the incident. On the one hand, because there was often a risk of being recognized by fans and on the other hand, because he simply did not get along well with large crowds.

And although Minho and the other NIS agents had assured him that everyone, including the backers, was caught and in prison, he could not just turn off the fear.

So he did something he had often done before when he needed some security and courage, which had recently become less - before his kidnapping.

He opened a cabinet door from Minho wardrobe and found what he was looking for after a short time. A light pink hoodie. For a moment he buried his face in it and then put it on.

Minho rarely wore the sweater. He usually walked around in a suit or work clothes. And yet the sweater meant the world to Jisung. With a much better feeling, he left the bedroom and looked for Minho.

He was just cleaning up the living room and had to smile when he saw Jisung in his sweater. He knew exactly what that meant.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Ready..."

As soon as they had left the apartment building, Minho put his arm around Jisung and pulled himself to him. He knew that it was difficult for the younger to just walk around outside. The pink hoodie had been hint enough. But he would have  known it anyway.

The sun was shining and trying to get against the cool air, but it no longer had the right strength at the end of October.

Jisung took a deep breath and finally they made their way to their favorite ice cream parlor.

Minho gently stroked Jisung's back and was incredibly proud of his fiancée.

Finally arrived at the ice cream parlor, Minho ordered the ice cream, while Jisung stood behind him as unrecognizable as possible with a hat and scarf.

When they stood outside again with the ice in their hands, Jisung took a deep breath. Until here, everything had gone without problems and he felt a little better.

With a slight smile, he reached for Minho's hand and then let him pull him towards a park.

Thanks to the cold weather, not too many people were out and both enjoyed being outside. To have time for each other.

The last two months had been so crammed with preparations for their comeback that they had rarely been able to spend more than a few hours together.

When they passed a small lake on which ducks swam, Jisung let go of Minho's hand and ran excitedly closer. He liked ducks and had often fed them with his grandparents as a child.

Smiling, Minho stayed a little behind him and watched Jisung squat and watching the ducks in excitement.

He couldn't help but take a picture of it.

When Jisung noticed that Minho was taking photos of him, he hid his face in his hands, which only led to Minho taking even more photos of him.

"Baaaaaaabe"

Minho looked at him with a grin and didn't even think about quitting.

"Come here baby! Then we can make some of us together."

Shaking his head, Jisung got up and went over to Minho. In his spare time, he usually rarely took photos of himself. He had to hold his face in the camera often enough for his job. Which didn't really matter to him, but he didn't have to do it in his spare time too.

Minho, on the other hand, loved taking photos of his beautiful fiancé. There were enough evidence in the apartment.

Nevertheless, Jisung let himself be pulled into Minho's arms and smiled while the older took the photo. And it was a real smile. He felt better than he had thought and enjoyed the time together with Minho.

He just pulled Jisung's scarf down a bit  and kissed him gently.

"I love you! And I'm so incredibly proud of you!" Minho said with a smile after they broke away from each other.

Jisung snuggled up in Minho's arm with a smile.

"I love you!"

They stayed in the park for a while, but when it began to dawn, they slowly made their way to the exit.

"What do we want to do now? Do you want to go home?" Minho asked gently.

Jisung vigorously shook his head and Minho wondered about the glitter in the eyes of the younger, who apparently had an idea.

"I want to dye my hair! And you're taking in!"

"Hair coloring?" Minho looked at the younger doubtfully.

Jisung nodded and pulled Minho after him towards the busy city center. Normally he would rather avoid walking through the city center, but now at that moment it felt right.

It wasn't far to Minho's hairdresser.

Once there, Jisung put on a mask as a precaution and together they went in. While Minho was kindly greeted by his hairdresser, Jisung stood nervously behind him and rocked up and down.

"Actually, I just wanted to close for today, but I like to do a little longer for my favorite agent. If you're okay, I'll lock the door, then we have some privacy for ourselves."

Minho and Jisung nodded and after the door was locked, Jisung took off his mask. For a moment, the hairdresser looked at him in surprise, then shook his head and pointed at two chairs.

"Sit down."

Minho took Jisung's jacket and hung it up with his on the wardrobe.

"Well, you two pretty ones, what can I do you good today?"

"I want blonde hair. And Minho should also get it," Jisung said with a small smile on his lips.

"Blonde?!"

Minho looked at his fiancé perplexed, but the hairdresser only nodded with a grin and went back to mix the color after hanging the cape for each of them.

Jisung looked at Minho and couldn't resist a slight grin.

"Yes, blonde. What against it?"

Minho shook his head a little stunned, but then shrugged his shoulders.

"All right. Let's go blonde then."

An hour later, the two stepped back on the street. Minho wasn't quite so enthusiastic, but Jisung's eyes shone.

He jumped around excited and reached for Minho's hand.

"Let's go home. Maybe Chan and Binnie will be back."

Minho shook his head with a smile and let Jisung pull along.

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