Universe// Minsung

~8~

It was past midnight when Minho got home.

He knew he would get in trouble after this, but he didn't mind right now. The only thing that kept his mind occupied was the boy named Han Jisung.

He knew this feeling too well. He could feel his stomach turning into rollercoasters whenever he shared a bit more intimate moment with Jisung.

He was starting to like him, more than just a friend.

He was aware that he knew Jisung for a few weeks only, but he felt so comfortable around the boy. Everything about him felt good. It felt so right.

He didn't even notice that we was in front of his house. He took out the key, silently praying that his dad was asleep and didn't acknowledge the boy.

He turned the door knob slowly and reliesed a sigh when he saw that the tv was off.

He was just about to pass to the kitchen for a glass of water, when he felt a hard grip on his hair, pulling him back.

"Where do you think you're going young man? You really thought you could get away with this? Do you take me for a fool Lee Minho?" the said boy was looking directly at his dad's eyes. They were dark as the outside world would be at night without the stars and the moon.

"I-i'm sorry father, my friends and i got caught up t-talking." he felt so little and powerless in the grip of his father.

"Do you really think i'm that dumb? You think i haven't noticed how you suddenly got happier in the past few weeks? You found yourself a new boy, didn't you you little dirty fag" his dad showed no mercy on him, but no matter how many times he heard those words, it stung his heart. It hurt him hearing what his own father thinks of him.

"I'm n-not seeing anyone, i was w-with my friends. You know them all"

"Stop lying to me. I saw that new boy, he is going to use you and nothing more. No one will ever love you. I regret having a son like you. Having you was the biggest mistake ever."

With that, he pushed Minho, making the smaller boy fall down.

He quickly stood up and ran to his room, not caring about tripping on the stairs since his vision was blurry.

When he entered his room, he shut the door and locked it slowly sitting on his bed and bringing knees to his chest to comfort himself.

He hated how weak he was in front of his father, he hated how everytime he found himself in this situation, all he could do was cry. He would cry until he had no tears left and then he would just stare at the one spot, emotionless and numb.

As he sobbed, only one face appeared in his mind. When he came in his mind he started sobbing even more, crying out his name, as if the other boy could hear him and comfort him.

After what it felt like forever, he stopped crying. He was still visibly shaking. He feared for himself knowing what his father was capable of, but he feared even more now, knowing what he could do to the little boy he adored so much.

He couldn't let anything happen to him, so he decided to do what he thought was the best.

He decided he would ignore the little boy. It would be hard for him to do it, especially since he was in his friend group and everyone liked him, but he had to do it for the squirrel like boy's good.

He could bare himself getting hurt, but he can't let anything happen to people he cared about.

With that though, the boy drifted off to sleep, with one specific boy still stuck in his mind.

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a/n:
Hello loves!! Here's the angst you've been waiting for (or not jsanhsms).
Thank you for all the reads and i hope you're enjoying it!!