Yellow - in darkness can be found || Minsung fanfic🌻🍋

10

"So you're coming next Saturday too right?" I look up at an unfamiliar boy's face. He probably can read my confused expression because he speaks up again. "Oh yeah right I'm Hyunjin a friend of Seungmin and Minho." Oh right, Seungmin mentioned him a couple of times before.

"Oh... Coming to what?"
"The party at my house, Seungmin said that you'd come too." Ugh, he knows I don't go to parties. It's annoying actually that I can't, my anxiety gets so fucking bad when I'm in crowded areas. I'm gonna kill Seungmin after this.

"Oh, yeah..." There's no way that I'm actually going, but for now I'll just say that I will. Until I killed Seungmin. "Okay see you this saturday then." "yeah..."

I grab the straps of my bag tightly and walk away immediately, on my way to search for Seungmin who is probably somewhere in the cafeteria.

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I open the door of the cafeteria and walk to our table. We basically claimed this table at this point. It isn't the best table but we're all just happy that we have some place to sit.

I'm waiting for Seungmin and Felix to arrive, but someone else comes instead. Minho and the creepy boy from the first day sit down next to me. I look up from my plate surprised. "Hey Ji." Minho smiles at me.

Flashback

"Jisung what happened?" My mom's happy expression drops to a worried and sad one.

The front door closes with a soft tud. Tears are threatening to escape my eyes. I look down at the floor with a sad expression. My hands are shaking slightly and my lip is trembling. Beaten by the stupid thoughts inside my head. "T-they were scolding at me for liking boys." My sentence finishes in a soft whisper. "Mom am I a faggot?"

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I remember my mom gasping and hugging me tightly. She had been crying for hours after that even though she tried to hide it as good as she could. I had locked myself up in my room for days. My dad came to bring me meals a couple of times a day. My eye was still bruised from the exotic hit that the girl had given me. If I would have been able to stand up for myself. If I would be able to kick back it wouldn't have to be this way.

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"Ya Jisung, it's okay. Don't cry, I'm here." I didn't even notice, but tears were starting to fall down along my cheeks. Minho's soft and cold hand carefully wipes some of the tears off my face.

I step out of the trance. Of course I had to cry in the middle of the cafeteria with hundreds of students around. I hear multiple people around me whispering and looking at me.

At least that's what I imagine, in real life no one of course cares. Why would they?

I'm just a faggot after all.

My breathing quickens quickens again.

"Ji,  you okay?"

Not an anxiety attack right now. I've already had enough.

"I... need some fresh air." I manage to breathe out while walking outside.

Someone tries to grab my arm while saying something but for some reason I just can't seem to hear it.

I almost run outside and fall onto my knees. The world around me is constantly turning making me feel nauseous and dizzy.

Footsteps approach me from behind, but I don't have the energy to look up.

"Sungie are you okay?" Minho's voice sounds calm and collected. He crouches down in front of me. Carefully grabbing my shaking hands.

"It's okay." His cold fingers brush over my sensitive skin, causing me to be able to focus on calming my breathing and less on all the sounds surrounding me. At least the tears have stopped falling down.

My face is faced down so that Minho won't be able to see how messed up I look right now.

I don't want him to see me like this.

He places his hand on my chin, trying to make me look up.

Don't look up. Don't look up. Don't look up.

His hands cup my cheek as I give in.

Exactly the opposite of what I meant to do.

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I apologize for not publishing anything two days in a row. Even though I'm publishing 4chapters today sksks.

So yeah hopes that it makes up for that:P