Hidden Love | Minsung

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~ Third Pov.

"You what?!" yelled a loud voice on the other end of the receiver that belonged to Felix.

"What am I supposed to do now?!" Jisung rolled back and forth in his bed frantically while holding his cell phone to his ear with one hand.

After Jisung kissed Minho just like that in the classroom, he ran home as fast as he could and hid in his room there.

"Ji, I really love you but-" Felix took a deep breath.
"BUT YOU ARE THE GREATEST IDIOT IN THE WORLD!" another scream was heard through the earpiece and Jisung winced at the loud shout, holding his cell phone away from his ear.

There was a brief silence until Felix began to sigh.
"Man Ji, what you did was really not good. Kissing someone while they're sleeping and then running away..." Felix shook his head, but of course the older one couldn't see that.

The orange-haired one was just disappointed that his friend didn't just tell Minho instead of riding straight into the nearest shit.

"But I just wanted to get over him..." muttered Jisung to himself rather than Felix and the freckled boy punched the air haphazardly.
"I-I..." Jisung started sobbing, which left a sting in Felix's heart. He didn't want to hear his best friend cry.
"I just wanted to-" Jisung didn't get any further as he was already starting to choke on his own tears.

The older never wanted it to come to this. He just wanted closure - with a first and last kiss.

"Jisung..." breathed Felix over the phone, not really knowing what to say.

"What am I supposed to do now?" Jisung buried his hands in his hair and made desperate sounds. He couldn't just go back to school like this, because he would have to face Minho. Jisung just couldn't look him in the eye after what he had done.

"I'm sorry Ji, but now I'm running out of advice for you." sighed Felix, not knowing what to advise his best friend without making things worse.

Of course, the younger one knew that if Jisung would just admit that he loved Minho, eventually everything would be okay again. But he knew that Jisung would never do that. He was just too scared.

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The days passed and Jisung didn't come to school for three days.

Even though Felix had filled everyone else in, they still couldn't stop worrying.
"Do you think Jisung will come back?" the youngest played with his fingers with a sad undertone in his voice. Jeongins was the most worried about Jisung out of all of them.

"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll be back..." Chan pressed a kiss to Jeongin's temple and then lightly stroked his hair to reassure him.

"Sometimes I really doubt that Jisung can even think."

"Hyunjin!" hissed Seungmin, who just scowled at him.

"What?" he raised his hands defensively and looked at the brown-haired man with raised eyebrows.
"If he hadn't just kissed Minho like that, none of this would have happened. The blond-haired one crossed his arms and muttered something else.

Everyone looked over at Hyunjin and even though they just looked at him like he had said the stupidest thing ever, they had to inwardly admit that the ferret was right.

"Hey guys..." a black haired one headed towards the lunch table and then sat down between Felix and Hyunjin.

Minho's gaze roamed over the lunch table hoping he might see Jisung, as if he would just suddenly appear next to him.

However, that was just a silly wish.

"Jisung's still not here?" Minho raised his head, looking only at Felix, though the question was addressed to the whole group.

The orange-haired one averted his gaze and sighed.
"No..." he just mumbled, which made Minho sigh. The black-haired one nodded understandably and then leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on the white table below him.

All eyes were focused around Minho and his friends couldn't help but give him pitying looks. Ever since the whole thing happened with Jisung, Minho just wasn't the same. Every time he saw anyone even remotely similar to Jisung, he lost his mind.

Minho just wanted to see his best friend again and finally talk to him. Talk about everything and clear up all the mess.

He wanted to finally tell him what he really felt.

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A week had passed and Minho had given up hope. Jisung hadn't contacted him, not even Felix.

"Does he seriously want to spend the rest of his life in his room now?" Felix lookrf annoyed into the air as he just left the parking lot with Changbin.

"Did he not react to your messages at all?" the black-haired one inquired and Felix shook his head.
"He doesn't even read my messages anymore..." the orange haired one couldn't help but let a small sigh escape.

"F-Felix." a familiar voice sounded behind the two and immediately the freckled boy turned around.

He recognized the voice immediately and was relieved to see the owner of that voice standing in front of him.
"Jisung!" immediately Felix wrapped him in his arms and the blond haired boy returned the hug while clutching Felix's t-shirt.

"I was really worried!" the younger let go of Jisung and eyed him, while a a small smile formed on Jisung's lips.

"I'm sorry..." the blond-haired one mumbled, directing his gaze downward as he couldn't look Felix in the eye.

He felt guilty for causing his friend such worry.

"But you're back now." Felix put a hand on his shoulder reassuringly, causing Jisung to lift his head again.

The older nodded with a tentative smile and together with Changbin the three entered the college.

Jisung felt a little uncomfortable the whole time, as he was always afraid of running into a certain person.

He wasn't ready to face him yet, and he didn't want to.

After all, Jisung had decided to forget Minho for good, even if it meant giving up his friendship with him.

Jisung took his books out of the locker and was lost in thought. He couldn't help but think of what he should say when he saw Minho again after the incident.

Unfortunately, that moment came much sooner than Jisung would have liked.

As he was about to pack his books into his backpack and head to class with Felix and Changbin, a familiar voice stopped him.

"Jisung!"