scars | minsung

04

Again it was rainy night, Jisung couldn't sleep but this time not because of the thoughts that bother him every night but the guy who was in his house, his eyes didn't cheat on him he really did was a cat. Jisung got up and looked at the storm that was outside. He remembered the guy, did he get wet? Does he have somewhere to hide? The questions bothered him.

He put on his jacket and took an umbrella where he went outside, it was 2 in the morning. When he stepped in front of the building the rain was pouring, small puddle were passing like a river. Jisung sigh, and went straight to the place where he found the cat. He was also afraid to walk down that street in the middle of the night, but he hoped he wouldn't meet anyone because of the storm.

When he arrived at a dead end, he wanted to call the guy, but he didn't even know hi name.

" Hey! ...... Kitt----"

".. you come back for me....?"

Suddenly a voice was heard behind Jisung which scared him, almost making him fall of his feet. He looked around again, but it was too dark to see anything.

"I-Is t-there somebody-y ...?"

Jisung asked with a scared voice. When he turned one more time, that dirty guy was right in front of him, all wet and trembling from the cold but still having that dark look on his face.

"..... You will get a cold--"

The thunder was heard, that made Jisung flinched in fear, closing his eyes tightly holding umbrella.

"Go home--"

Was what taller boy was about to say but was surprised and cut by Jisung sudden action, he caught dirty guy by the hand and shared umbrella.

As Jisung was holding down the guy hand he pulled him, expecting from guy to go with him but the guy didn't move from the place, he wanted to let go of Jisung's hand but Jisung didn't let go.

"I said. You will catch. A Cold"

Said Jisung with a raised tone making himself clear. The dirty guy just lowered his head and continued to follow Jisung who again shared the umbrella with him.

The guy looked at their hands, Jisung didn't wanna let go. Why would you hold my dirty hand? Was thoughts of guy.

When they back at the apartment, Jisung immediately took towel and gave it to the soaked guy who was standing by the door.  When Jisung took a better look at guy, dirty water was dripping from him, a dirty puddle was standing under his feet.

"I don't wanna make you problems you are probably already scared of me...."

" I am....... but .... y-you said you have nowhere to stay ...... and you probably should take a shower...."

The guy stood by the door looking at the Jisung, wondering if such a person really existed. Jisung's eyes lowered on his necklace, the guy noticed that Jisung was looking so he lightly touched it.

" they had me as slave ...."

Jisung stood looking at the guy lost, when he heard what he said, he couldn't even imagine how he is still holding one, or feel, but the guy just sadly smiled to Jisung.

"..... so ... I ran away ... and ..... here I am ...."

The boy spoke slowly, hoping that Jisung would accept everything he just said and Jisung did, but he didn't even know if he should trust the man? even if the bigger half of him could feel that he should trust him.

"....take a shower ..."

Jisung was about to walk away to his room but.

"Can you help me?......I m-mean----I never take a shower. They used .... just to spray us with a hose---I am sorry you probably don't care....."

Jisung turned to look at the boy who just meet his eyes. They both stood in soaked clothes and dead silence, only the rain could be heard from the window. Jisung slowly shook his head, but he made a step closer to the guy, feeling his eyes pierce him.

Jisung pov.

I did hold his hand, but I am afraid of getting closer to strangers. I gulped and stepped toward him, where I get on top my fingers, put my hands around his neck and removed the necklace. My god...the red prints were around his neck because of this necklace. I could see in his gaze he was relieved.

I stepped back immediately, giving him the space.

".....T-thank you..."

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