Voiceless |Book 1| Complete

10 | Taciturn

Minho stared at his phone in shock. Unknown caller ID had hung up. Jisung hung up. He actually called.

It made Minho swell, he smiled to himself that Jisung even called. Typing into his phone to save the contact, then received a text.

Sungie:
Audio booth 3
...
At 4:30

Minho looked back at the clock again seeing only 5 minutes left till it was 4:15. Realizing he would need to run to the entire opposite side of the university just to make it to the Music department. His adrenaline was already pumping at the mere thought. He would finally get to hear J.One sing, hear his voice in person for the first time. When he tries to talk its heavenly but something about his singing just draws Minho in.

I get to see J.ONE!?!

Minho:
I'll be there.

Sungie:
....
..
.
~T_T~

Minho let out a chuckle. Jisung sure was weird. But thats what he liked about him. And knowing he was the only one who knows his secret made him feel fuzzy inside.

"What are grinning at? Its scary... And definitely not you..." Chan said as he nudged the brunette for the second time. Instinctively Minho didn't realise he had started bobbing his knee again.

"I'm seeing Han soon. Thats all." He whispered back as he started to pre-pack his pencils. No sense in wasting time, plus it was sunday, they were in the library doing a project.

"Wait!!! You have his number. Was that him?" Chan pouted clearly salty that 6 years of a supposed friendship with Jisung and not once get his number.

Minho stuck his tongue out and batted his eyes.

"I'm just special."

"In the head, maybe... Give me it." Chan demanded with a small pout. Minho thought for a minute.

"Though, I'm glad you two are getting along... Just tread carefully. He's delicate."

"Chan, relax. There is no need to remind me of how delicate he is." Minho smiled, but Chan smile warily, still recalling Minhos past that may come back to haunt him.

To prevent a oh-so-sensitive topic, Minho scribbled the number and shoved it into Chans binder. Quickly sprinting out of the library with a small holler.

"You didn't get it from me. You got it from your doctor notes got it?" Minho beamed, checking the time again. All he received was a thumbs up.

Faster then he's ever had to go before. Dodgeing and swiftly passing the other students who were also freed during this period on a sunday. Some of which were dragging themselves to their next class. Some rushing to leave campus for they were done for the day or just in general living the weekend life off. While himself, he was so pumped to finally meet the voice behind J-One.

By the time Minho reached the other end of the campus he check his phone to see it shows 4:29. And he was standing outside the music department where the audio center was located. It was quiet. Too quiet for his liking. Like it was pure silence as he stood at the door.

Minho was hesitant to go in. He hadn't ventured over here in so long. And now, he gets a chance to see Jisung and his friend, but something was holding him back. That was until he felt the presence of someone behind him.

Minho yelped just enough to let out a couple swear words. It was just Jisung. He was wearing the olders oversized black hoodie still and had his ripped joggers on. A bag on his back and a laptop in his hands.