𝗨𝗡𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘𝗟𝗬 | minsung

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 : 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐔𝐩 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨 ?

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After they broke away from the hug, Jisung awkwardly shifted his eyes to the side whilst Minho simply stood there in shock. He still couldn't believe that he had genuinely gotten on Jisung's soft side as the younger was always to be seen as one of the colder members of gang. "W-we should go now... Chan's for sure going to yell at us now." Minho shook his head, smiling before his eyes slightly widened as he realized a chain that may have been unintentionally shot out was wrapped it around Jisung's arm.

"Umm..." Jisung looked down, realizing that he had a chain - which was shot out from the palm of Minho's hand - wrapped around his right arm. "Are you going to let go... or?" He asked, tugging his arm rather forcefully in an attempt to break free from the tight grip as it had genuinely started to hurt.

"If you're worried about me running off again, I'm not going to." Minho knew that Jisung most likely thought that he had some sort of strange and possessive side to him now that he was basically holding onto him and not letting go. But in all seriousness, he genuinely didn't even mean to even do that. Heck, he didn't even mean to say nor do a lot of things he did during these past few hours nor hold onto Jisung's arm like that.

It just sort of... happened.

"S-sorry," He eyes widened even more upon hearing himself stutter like that, not expecting that in any way whatsoever. It was just that surprising to him considering the fact that he was never one to say things randomly and instead, speak out of his own mind which always came out relatively smoothly. But never, had he ever stuttered like that nor struggled to think right. At least, not up until now, he hadn't.

"I know I'm most likely the worst person to be on about this but... are you feeling okay?" He went on, "Don't think I haven't seen you act more mischievously and weirdly during these past few hours." Jisung said, to the person whom he thought he would feel the least concern towards in years. "I... I don't know..." Speechless. That's what he was.

It was as if he were the shell of the person he once was. Heck, even once knew. It was an honest response, at that, too. He genuinely didn't know what was up with himself nor with what was actually happening around him these days. He didn't have any type of disability or anything that wore him down, not that he knew of it. And he certainly never had problems like this before, according to himself. So what was seemingly up with him? A mystery. That's what was up with him.

Shaking his head, he looked at Jisung in a seemingly guilty demeanor and lowered his head briefly before picking it back up. "Like you said, Chan's probably going to yell at us again if we head back sooner than later so we should probably be on our way." The silver-haired male glanced at the strangely soft demon in concern and confusion before shaking his head as well and nodding.

He then looked down, feeling rather surprised again as he realized that the chain was no longer there. Heck, it almost seemed like a hallucination as there seemed to be no trace of a chain that was ever attached to his arm.

"Yeah... we should be back in a couple of minutes if we start walking or driving back now, come on." He said, letting the strange things that had been happening to Minho and him as well recently fly over his head regardless as they proceeded to walk back to the previous sightings where Jisung's motorcycle had been forcefully knocked over.

But before Minho had the chance to hop onto it, he stumbled backwards a little. This alerted Jisung immediately as his instincts kicked in and he pushed Minho to the side, preventing him from falling backwards onto the train tracks. But as he might've prevented Minho from getting potentially injured from the deep fall, he ended up on top of his enemy - now seemingly turned mutual(s).

And just as he was quick to save Minho from potential danger, he was quick to shove him away as he got up, giving him a seemingly disgusted glare whilst dusting himself off rather harshly as if he had just gotten some sort of disease being on top of the creature. "You're welcome," He said, earning a curt nod from Minho who got up as well shortly after Jisung had.

"Let's not waste any more time now, the other two are most likely still out there somewhere and Chan will for sure get mad at us, again." Again, Minho nodded, compressing all the jokes he had in mind to tell into one tiny little squished cube and throwing it into the corner of his mind as he hoped right behind Jisung and held on tightly. The male, feeling the firm grip on his sides, nodded and started up the slightly damaged vehicle before they were to be on the road back to the base, once again.

Whilst driving, The human one out of the two let out a rough sigh before saying what he had wanted to say for the longest time by far. "I..." Of course, there was a slight hesitation that came with a rather overwhelming statement but would have to set aside for it to be said regardless. "...I'm sorry..." It was obvious that many questions would derive from that and so he was ready for the look of confusion to be shot his way.

But surprisingly, there was no trace nor look of confusion on Minho's face when he turned back to get a proper look at him. Instead, a gentle expression laid on his face. It seemed odd to Jisung, of course, as he was used to seeing a smirk that he wanted so desperately to punch off of him or perhaps an amused look with each corner of his lips curled up to form an all-so-knowing expression.

But what exactly was this one? He had never seen this expression Minho had on just now and never thought he would. The look held a delicate touch to it for an unbeknownst reason and seemed to be in a much more softer demeanor than his usual, harsh yet mischievous look/expression.

As always, he would always ask or maybe wipe the expression off the older's face if he were to give a strange or amused look in return to one of his statements. But this time? He didn't question it. Not one bit. Why? Just a little strange feeling/undetectable instinct. That's all. And that's all it'll ever be.

But maybe... just maybe... he shouldn't have followed them this time.

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