angel boy // minsung

|sixteen|

Minho groaned at the bright white lights shining above him. His eyes flickered open one by one, and he began to take in his surroundings. He deeply inhaled the oxygen around him, which reeked of rubbing alcohol and Clorox disinfectant wipes.

Minho didn't move a muscle as his eyes went from one place to another. There was a large window next to him revealing the sunlight and grass on the ground. The walls were painted a faint shade of blue while the flooring was white tiles. The room was decorated with some pastel like paintings in frames, hanging on the walls.

Minho looked down at his hand, which had an IV taped into it. Minho knit his brows together in confusion then his eyes darted down to his body, which was dressed in a white gown.

I'm in the hospital?

Minho blinked a couple of times, unsure why he was in here. However, since he's been here before, he knew he'd have to call in the doctor. Minho fumbled around the bed with his left hand for the large remote connected to the bed, and he successfully found it after a few attempts to pat around the bed. He pressed the large red button, signaling to the doctor that he is awake.

Minho waited a couple of minutes before a tall, handsome man walked in with a white doctor's coat. "Hello, my name is Doctor Choi Minho, and I'll be your main doctor here at the hospital. Your name is?"

Minho chuckled. "Funny you ask. I'm Lee Minho." Minho held out his hand for Minho to shake, and the doctor warmly took his hand. "Ah another Minho. Looks like I have some competition."

The boys both chuckled before getting down to business. "Do you know why you're here?"

Minho shook his head as he tried to pinpoint anything certain in his mind. "No, I don't."

"Well maybe this might be a lot to take in-"

"Wait!" Minho quickly interjected.

"Is anything wrong?" Doctor Choi questioned.

"Is Jisung here?"

Doctor Choi smiled. "Actually yes. There's been a Jisung here all night waiting for you. A Hyunjin as well. Would you like me to bring them in?"

Minho feverishly nodded his head before wincing in pain and holding his head. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. Let me go get them and then we can discuss everything after."

Soon enough, a distraught Jisung came running through the doors and into Minho's arms. The angel sobbed into his shoulder as Minho groaned a little from the pain.

"J-Jisung it kind of hurts." He managed to choke out.

Jisung pulled away with tracks of tears down his cheeks. "I-I thought you w-were dying," Jisung sniffled and hiccuped. "I thought I-I was gonna l-lose you."

Minho quickly wiped the tears off of Jisung's wet and sticky cheeks and held his hands there. "You're not gonna lose me." Minho began to shake his head before continuing. "You can't get rid of me that easily."

Jisung continued to blubber and break down in front of the human boy, as if he was the one who was on the brink of death. "I thought I failed you." Jisung whispered and wiped his nose with his sleeve. He brought his hands up to his face, which was cupped by Minho's hands, and he gently held his hands by wiggling his fingers into the space between his palms and cheeks.

"You could never fail me angel."

"Are you guys gonna let the doctor talk or what?"

Both Minho and Jisung turned their heads to face the direction of the snarky comment. Hyunjin leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed. He was intensely studying Minho, his eyes darting everywhere across the boy. Now that he had a good look at the older, his face contorted into an expression of shock and a sliver of fear. However, Hyunjin lightly shook his head, brushing off whatever he was thinking. "The poor doctor has been waiting to talk while Jisung just cried in your arms."