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tw!!- fighting

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chan banged on the door of jisung's house. he was so pissed off over the fact that minho came crawling back to him. he wanted to rip jisung to pieces.

chan became possessive over minho a few days after they started to date. chan would check his phone daily. he would also need to know where minho was of every hour of every day.

minho didn't seem to realize how much of a problem it was becoming. he thought chan cared about him so much that he needed to know what he was doing. he was wrong about it being a healthy relationship...

jisung opened the door and received a solid punch in the face. he stumbled back as chan stepped into the house. "stay away from minho."

jisung held his cheek and looked up at chan. "are you mad that he wants me and not you?"

that sentence caused chan to lose his shit and tackle jisung. all jisung could do was cover his face to protect himself. jisung managed to pull away and run upstairs.

there was no way he could fight chan. chan was a buff guy compared to jisung.

jisung looked around, trying to find anything to hit chan with. he heard the older male walking up the steps. jisung quickly grabbed his mother's favorite vase and hid in the bathroom. once chan walked upstairs and past the bathroom, jisung came out and hit chan in the back of the head as hard as he possibly could.

chan collapsed on the floor as the vase shattered. jisung's mother was going to be mad, but it's better than being beaten to death by chan.

jisung quickly ran downstairs and called the police. after getting off the phone, he paced back and forth. he was panicking, how was he going to fight of chan if he woke up before the police arrived??

jisung took a few deep breaths before calling minho. minho always seemed to relax jisung. whenever he heard the older's voice, it was like music to his ears.

𝚋 𝚛 𝚘 𝚜  𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎  𝚑 𝚘 𝚎 𝚜   -minsungWhere stories live. Discover now