Hellhounds || Chanminsung ✔️

6

My heart was pounding against my rib cage. The new information clouded my head. How could he be so stupid? Did he even think? Was he drunk?

"I swear to Hell, if I have to kill them, I will. Fuck, Minho," Chan mutters frustratingly.

"I'm sorry-"

"No, you're not. You wouldn't have done it if you were. You were stupid. You should've thought this through," Chan scolds.

Minho whimpers, his demon fading into his hound. I go over to him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. He hides himself in my chest.

Even though I was unbelievably pissed, I couldn't let him take so much wrath. He was soon going to be beaten. The thought made my heart ache.

The front he put on didn't help either. I knew he was terrified. "My puppy," I claim, kissing the top of his head. "Chan, is there any way we can help?"

"We could kill them, but that wouldn't go down well. We could try making another bet, but I think that'd make it worse. I don't know what to do, Sungie."

I take a deep breath, closing my eyes and sniffing Minho's hair. "When is the first time?"

He shudders. "Tonight."

I tense, my grip on him tightening. "What the fuck, Minho..."

"We'll figure something out," Chan promises. "I'll talk to some demons. See if there's any way out or maybe get some allies to help us."

I nod. "Alright."

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We're in the middle of watching a movie when my phone rings. I guess it's time. I stand, heading to the bedroom for privacy.

"Hey, mom." I sit on my bed, my legs dangling off of the edge.

"Hi, honey. I just want to let you know that your father and I do love you, a lot. We just don't believe that... you can love two people at the same time. It's unorthodox. It doesn't make sense. Baby, please, think about this."

Wow, straight to the point. How nice.

"Mom, please, try to understand. I really do love my boyfriends. Both of them. Equally. I know it's hard to believe and understand, but you're my parents. You're supposed to try."

"Jisung, you're just confused."

A tear slips from my eye. "I'm not confused. Not at all. I love them so much. You love dad, don't you?"

"That's silly, of course I do. It's not the same."

"It is the same, except my heart is big enough for the both of them. Why can't you accept me for how I want to live my life? It doesn't affect you."

"Have you even thought about how people will see you? Holding two people's hands. We're trying to protect you."

"I can protect myself. I know we get stares and weird looks, but I don't care. I love them too much to care."

She stays silent.

"Mom, you know how Seungmin, Felix, and I were best friends in high school?"

"Yes, but-"

"I didn't have a favorite friend. I loved them both as my best friends. It's almost like that, except romantically. Minho is such a sweetheart. He is the protector of my heart. Chan is just as lovely. He makes me feel safe. They both make me happy. Why should you care about who I love? You want me happy, don't you?"

"Absolutely."

"Then don't judge who I love or how I love. You accepted me being gay. This is just an extra part to it."

"Jisung..."

"I'll come home when I know that I'm not being judged by my own family. See you later, mom. I love you."

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•So sorry for the late update, I've been at work all day 🥲•