Minho anxiously rings the doorbell, just hoping Jisung didn’t fall through with his plans in the end. He had taken his bike and raced there at the speed of sound. The door opened and revealed which Minho assumed to be Jisung’s dad. He immediately felt his anger rise but decided to play dumb and remain calm. For now. If he had to get angry at any point, he sure as hell would.
“Hi. I’m here to see Jisung! I’m his friend Minho, nice to meet you.” The last part was spoken through gritted teeth but Jisung’s father was too oblivious to notice. The man reeked of alcohol, causing Minho to wonder if this was a reoccuring theme.
“H’llowe! C’me onin kiddo!” Minho surprised by how easy that went, quickly zoomed passed the older. “Which room would be his, when I get upstairs?”
“Y’go left and then…. it’s on yourright… no, left. Yes, left!”
“Alright, thanks sir.” Minho turned around, storming up the stairs, as he knocked on the first door to his left, he got no response. He got nervous and knocked again. Still nothing. Deciding it was worth it to catch Jisung in an awkward situation rather than something else, he pushed the door open.
It was the bathroom.
He sighed in frustration as well as relief before he closed it, turning around and knocking on the door that was now facing him. He heard a small ‘come in’, confirming it was indeed Jisung’s room. He opened the door and gave Jisung a sad smile before closig and locking it behind him. The younger had unlocked the door earlier after knowing Minho was on the way.
“Hi.” Was all Minho could say, slowly making his way over to Jisung’s bed. The boy seemed to be writing on a notepad pretty intensely, not daring to look up at the elder. He hoped not looking back at Minho would cause the older to not ask questions. “Can I join you?” Jisung just nods. “Could you, uhh, sit like we did this afternoon? O-Only if you don’t mind, of course.” Minho smiled warmly before climbing in Jisung’s bed with him, positioning the pillow against the headboard before sitting down against it. Jisung put his back against Minho’s chest, a wave of relief hitting him.
“What are you writing?”
“Some song lyrics, it helps distract me from doing… well, you know.” Jisung responded, still not familiar with anyone knowing besides Changbin. Even with him they rarely spoke about it, so he really didn’t know how to talk about the situation.
“Yeah, about that…” Minho started, nervous on what to say specifically as well. He had gotten to know so many other sides of Jisung today and he genuinely didn’t know how to tackle them all. Was he even able to help the boy with all of this? “You want to tell me some stuff? I know it might not be what you want and I might not be the person to have all the right answers but I want to be there for you. So, please share anything you’re comfortable with but please do talk to Changbin about all this too, alright? I’m assuming he knows more than I do and you initially wanted to call him anyways.”
Jisung sighed. He wasn’t ready to say a lot of the things that brought him to this point. He didn’t want Minho to think differently of him but he already knew that was way out of question. Minho was aware he self harmed, that will probably put him on eggshells around the younger. He would already be looked at differently, like he was some broken compass who points to any direction but north.
“My dad hit me. It is the first time he ever has, I promise. H-He just… was fuming. In his mind, I left him alone for practically three days. It must’ve also been the alcohol, he usually isn’t like this. I-It just… made me feel like I was worthless even to my father. He’s never this drunk, though. It must’ve gotten to him or something.” Jisung wasn’t ready to reveal his father’s alcoholic tendencies. He was already worrying enough over the fact Minho knows about both his anxiety attacks as well as his self harm habits. He was scared he would lose the new friend he had just made.
“I see… I’m so sorry Jisung. You didn’t deserve to get hit. Was it really the first time, though? I trust you, but I hope you’re not lying about that. You can trust me, too.” Minho didn’t really believe Jisung’s dad wasn’t always like this, especially if he had felt like Jisung wasn’t home for three days. Still, he didn’t pressure Jisung to say more than he was comfortable with and decided to just support the boy silently with this.
“It really was the first time, hyung. And I’ll m-make sure it’s the l-last as well.” Jisung hadn’t ment anything with that sentence, but realised it might come off as alarming. “I mean, I’ll have a conversation w-with him once he has sobered up.” ‘So in like, 12 years maybe.’ He thought to himself, almost laughing mockingly.
“Alright… I believe you. Is there anything else you want to tell me?”
“That I’m glad y-you came. Even after we hung out all afternoon. I’m sorry if I’ve been burdening you and keeping you busy. I ment to call Changbinnie like you said and not you… I feel bad for dragging you into my mess.” Jisung closed his eyes as he let himself concentrate on their position. His body leant against Minho’s chest, one of the older’s hands playing with his hair as the other was positioned on his left thigh. Jisung felt comfortable, safe even. He just let all his thoughts slip out without giving it a second thought.
“Of course I’d come, I care about you a lot. I’m glad Changbin has always been there for you, but I’m also relieved you accidentally called me. Now if anyrhing happens, you can call me too. You can rely on two people now, alright?”
“I care about you too. I’m sorry, I don’t really want to talk about it more now but thank you for your words. How about we just s-stay like this, for a little while?” Jisung was glad he was in front of Minho, not wanting the older to see Jisung awkwardly looking at his hands after asking for such a request. It felt so strange for Jisung. He had never craved this much affection for anyone, but he couldn’t help but want it from Minho. It was as if an unnatural force was pulling him to the boy.
“I would love to. Maybe, if you want, you can let me listen to what you were writing?”
“I-I don’t usually do that.” Jisung started with a soft, small voice. “But, I’ll do it for you…”
“Don’t feel pressured!”
“No, No. It’s fine. I would like to hear a second opinion.” Minho smiled as he felt the boy sit up a little more, allowing him to breathe properly for his little ‘performance’. Just as he takes a breath in to signal he is about to start, he quickly turns his head and faces Minho.
“I’m not good or anything. My rap kinda sucks and the lyrics also may not be as good. T-This is only the first draft, I don’t know how I’ll like it.”
“I’ve heard our classmate tell me otherwise, though. I’m sure you’re great.” Minho brushes a strand of hair out of Jisung’s face as he looks at him with anticipation. “Okay, fine. But if it sucks, I want you to give constructive critism about what could improve!” Minho throws his hands up in defeat. The younger turned around before finally starting his rap, not taking long at all to catch Minho by surprise. He had heard Jisung was good but he wouldn’t lie and say he had expected such power from the usually shy boy.
‘Pay attention how old are you now that you’re still asking for the impossible
Soon I’ll have to take off my name tag as a teenager
This should be good enough
Continue on naturally, don’t be uncomfortable
Everybody was like this too
Twenty years old that I wanted to become so badly
Did everybody go through this same experience or am I the only one
That’s anxious?
Not even other people, but people close to me like my mom, dad, and brother
Did they spend this day like this too?’
Jisung finishes, his shoulders that were broad and showing confidence whilst he had been rapping slowly shrinking in. He was too nervous to turn around to see Minho’s expression, instead opting to look at his posters on the wall to his right. “I told you… I’m not that good.” Jisung mumbled.
“W-What do you mean ‘not that good’? You literally blew me away. The worst part about all of this is that you had your back facing me! I’d loved to see how you spit those bars. It sounded amazing, Jisung. I really think you can go far with your talent and I’d honestly not change a thing about the lyrics! Be confident in yourself!”
“Stop Minho hyung, you’re obviously just biased.”
“Jisung, stop underestimating yourself. It’s okay to think you’re good at something. I love your voice. The tone, the vocal color and power? Just everything about it. You made me feel like you genuinely ment each word and wanted to express your emotions. Plus, your flow is sick.”
Jisung gets shy, pulling his hood over his head, not wanting to show Minho just how easily he made him blush. The action makes Minho laugh and give him a backhug in response. “It was really great, okay? I’d love for you to finish it so I can hear the final result, please?”
“W-Well. Okay, I will for you. B-Because you helped me so much lately, of course!” Jisung would slap his forehead if it wasn’t for the fact Minho could see it. He just hoped the older couldn’t feel his heart beating rapidly in his chest.
“Yaay! I’m glad. Now, I really would stay over longer but I don’t know if Doori would appreciate that. Especially not when it’s his first day at a new home.” Jisung’s smile faded a little bit. “Oh, yeah. I understand, that’s probably for the best!” Minho looked at the younger. He couldn’t see his face but felt the dissapointment. “Hey, Sung? Can you turn around for a second?” Jisung turned his body, now facing Minho.
“You’ll be fine when I leave, right?”
“Yes, I’m feeling a lot better. I won’t do anything, I promise. Thank you for coming, I really appeciate it.” Jisung answered immediately, hoping it would show he ment what he was saying. Minho didn’t feel confident in Jisung’s confirmation just yet, pushing the younger just a little more to make sure he wouldn’t do anything.
“Promise me if you change your mind you either call me or Changbin, okay?”
“I will. I promise I’ll call. Can I uh, give you a hug?” Jisung asks. Minho laughs and instead of answering hugs the younger. “No need to ask, silly.” Jisung smiles and hugs the older back. “Well, expect more hugs then. I can be really touchy, I just don’t show it a lot.” They both back away from the hug, Minho now smirking. “Just means I’m going to make sure you show it.”
After they got out of bed, Jisung walked Minho to the door. He was thankful his father had left to go to bed, not bringing down the atmosphere. Minho stood on the porch as Jisung was in the doorway.
“I-I’ll see you at school tomorrow, yeah?” Jisung swayed his hands back and forth by his sides awkwardly.
“For sure.”
The two stared into each others’ eyes, seeming to forget the moment. Minho’s eyes were formed into small crescents, watching Jisung fondly without even realising. As Jisung took a step forward, the both of them suddenly snapped back to reality, the weirdness of the entire moment dawning on the both of them.
“A-Alright then! See you tomorrow!”
“Yep, bye!” Jisung waved and closed the door as Minho took off. He leaned his back against the door, eyes wide. ‘Was I planning to kiss Minho?’ Did Minho realise?’ Jisung quickly decided that it couldn’t have possibly been him wanting to kiss the older, there was just no way he could catch feelings for Minho that quickly.
Yet, he felt butterflies in his stomach, quickly hitting it in response. “Don’t do that.” He whispered whilst pointing to his stomach. He couldn’t help but smile, slightly surprised just how much his mood had switched around. He went to his kitchen, grabbing the store made sushi out of the fridge and taking it up the stairs back into his room. He plopped down on his bed after having locked his door, grabbing his phone as he went to his contacts. He took a quick look through the texts send in the groupchat whilst stuffing a california roll in his mouth. A few messages stood out the most.
PrinceJinnie
@.obihan @.leeminknow where you guys at? Yall being too quiet
I smell something 👀
BigChanTheory
You probably just smell the pizza you burnt in the oven last weekend
Fucking hell even I still smell that thing
PrinceJinnie
WHAT. I ONLY PUT THE TIMER 15 MINUTES LONGER THAN IT SHOULDVE BECAUSE I THOUGHT YOU HAD TO DOUBLE THE TIME FOR TWO PIZZAS
Seungminnie
Please find yourself a loving partner that knows how to cook because you fucking need it
Felixuwu
@.yangjeongin
ObiHan
I can confirm the smell was from the pizza as there was nothing else to be smelt over here… Smelt? Is that even a word idk lmao 😴
Jisung smiled and shook his head, admitting to himself that the energy the new boys brought to their friendgroup was great. They could be a little too much for him still but then he’d just quietly sit by like most times. He exited the chat and clicked on Changbin’s, despereate to give him all the updates of the evening, especially as he had initially wanted to call him anyways.
ObiHan
Yo, Binnie
Can we chat chat chat? Some shit went down (im fine now though!!!)
As always, it took Changbin no time to respond. Jisung wasn’t aware of why Changbin was able to respond to him so quickly all the time. Changbin had no notification sounds on for anything but Jisung’s social media. Some might call it weird, Changbin called it ‘rather safe than sorry’. In the end, no one knew about Jisung’s personal life the way Changbin does. Even more than that, the only people that would message him were his parents, the groupchat or Jisung anyways.
Binnie
Yo, of course! What happened? :[
ObiHan
Okay, so. I was at Minho hyung’s place all day and we hung out, played with his new kitty etc.
My dad called me
which, wtf you know?
So i pick up and he is all drunk and minho hears him and i get a panic attack…
Binnie
In front of Minho? Bro, did it go okay? 🙁
ObiHan
He was actually… super cool handling the whole thing? Like… he didn’t bullshit and went straight to the point and asked me what I need instead of panicking
So then i calm down and go home (his neighbour johnny drove me home, nice guy)
i get home and my dad is real fucking pissed.
Like fuming
He ended up hitting me… ðŸ™
Binnie
BITCH WHAT THE FUCK WHY DIDNT YOU CALL ME I WOULDVE PUT HIM IN HIS PLACE IVE BEEN WORKING OUT. ID PUT THAT MAN IN THE FUCKING DIRT
Sorry
Anyways
How bad was it? Are you sure you’re okay? Why didn’t you call me, couldn’t you?
ObiHan
Well…. that’s what i wanted to mention. I did intend to call you. But usually you’re at the top of my chatlist
So i just called the first person at the top and i called minho on accident
Binnie
BRUH NO WAY
ohmygod
That must’ve been so fucking horrible
What did he sayyyyyyy
AH SUNGIE
Im literally pulling my hair out as you’re typing because i just FEEL the anxiety you mustve had
Obihan
Bitch trust me i was shitting myself. I didnt bother listening to who picked up and i started ranting saying i wanted to hurt myself and that my dad hit me and then i heard …’jisung?’… AND FUCK IT WAS MINHO. I WAS ABOUT TO LOSE IT AND HANG UP AND JUST YEET MYSELF AND GO IN THE DIRT MYSELF I S2GGGGGGGG
Ohmygod youre so impatient ANYWAYS he told me ‘gimmeur address im coming the fuck over’ and i gave him my address and he came the fuck over and i told him some stuff but not that my dad is a full time alcoholic and i told him it was a one time thing etc cuz you know it was the first time he hit me… Uh yeah. So then we kinda cuddled and i rapped some stuff for him and he loved it and we cuddled after thatAnddddddd i kinda wanted to kiss him but im not sure if i wanted to because it’s going so fast but maybe he wanted to kiss me too AHHH I DONT KNOW
Binnie
HOLYFUCKTHATWASALOT
Im so sorry you had such a shit day but im glad minho now knows and he handled it all so well
Also cuddling? Almost kissing? Im fucking shipping this shit, you guys would be so cute.
Im glad he makes you feel better sungie, but remember he isnt the solution to any of your problems.
And who cares if it gows fast? If this is your pace then it is! Whateve floats your boat
IM SO FUCKING PROUD OF YOU THOUGH HOLY FUCK I WANNA HUG YOU AND SQUISH YOUR CHEEKS IM SO PROUD I LOVE YOUUUUU
ObiHan
THANKS BINNIE I REALLY LOVE YOU TOOOOOOOOOOOO
And yes I know he isnt gonna help me fix myself up mentally because no one is equipped for that but people with degrees in itIm sure i can lean on you two though and im forever thankful!ALSO DONT SHIP IT IDK IF HE REALLY WANTED TO KISS BACK
Binnie
You can’t stop, the ship is already in construction.
Anyways, i am going to bed. I love your face and i will see you tomorrow, okay???
Jisung send his goodbye message to Changbin as well, finishing the rest of his sushi and going to bed. His mind was exhausted and he fell asleep pretty quickly, thankful for Changbin as well as Minho. He genuinely didn’t know what he would do if it wasn’t for them. Well… he would know but deep inside of him, he knew it wasn’t the right choice.
A relatively short distance away, Changbin decided before going to bed he would message Minho, just to say a quick thank you for handling Jisung so well. Taking the time to write out a message instead of spamming, he poured some of his thoughts out. Minho was quick to respond, seemingly online as well.
Binnie
Hey Minho hyung! I just chatted with Jisung and i wanted to thank you for what you did for him today. It’s not easy dealing with such heavy topics so suddenly so I can’t thank you enough. He must have felt extremely aweful after all that happened and im so glad you handled it so well ;-; honestly thank you so so so much, I can’t express it enough. He means the world to me and I wouldn’t know what to do had you responded any differently.
Minho
Oh, not a problem! I felt really bad when I picked up and he thought i was you. Not gonna lie, i was a little scared he would hang up on me and I didn’t know what I was doing honestly. I’m glad i could help him out to the best of my ability. Im happy i know now because you don’t have to do this alone anymore! I’ll be there to help jisung as well. It must have been hard for you as well, you can rely on me too now 👻 goodnight Changbin, i’m exhausted so see you at school!
Minho didn’t know that as Changbin had sent him the ‘Thanks, goodnight to you too!’ text, the boy had been crying his eyes out. Minho’s words had really touched him. He was so incredibly happy Minho had showed up in both his and Jisung’s lives. Happy for Jisung, as the boy seemed to really like Minho and he definitely thought they could work out together. Also for himself… because it had been so tough for him too and he felt like he could go to someone else to vent now as well. He never wanted to share his struggles with Jisung as the boy already had enough on his plate, so he would bottle up his struggles and pain whenever something happened.
He really thought Minho might be a gift from the gods.
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This chapter: FIRE if I do say so myself 🤟ðŸ»ðŸ˜Œ
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