Universe// Minsung

~28~

A week of Minho's alone time at home was now officialy over. He recieved a message from Chan that morning, saying that he is dropping Jisung off, and that they would be there around one pm.

He was eating, alone in the house as Jisung's parents had work. He previously made himself one of his favourite meals, pancakes. He happily ate them, until he heard a door opening, following by Chan's yelling.

"Heeeey mate, how are you, i haven't seen you for a while" he tried to be as cheerfull as possible, not completely knowing how Minho was holding with a situation.

"Hey hyung, i'm fine thanks for asking. Do you maybe want some pancakes?" the younger asked as he held his fork up to Chan's mouth. The older excitingly accepted it, swalloving them and making a shocked face right after.

"Oh Minho this is so good!!" he smiled

"Here, have them all i can't eat anymore" he stood up and Chan immediatelly flopped down where Minho previously sat, and started eating the rest of the pancakes.

Minho sat on the couch and noticed the front door left opened. He sighted and stood up, cursing Chan for leaving them like that.

Before he even got to the door, Jisung came in, struggling with the suitcases.

"I swear to god Chan i will kill you for making me take all of these" he said as he struggled some more. He didn't notice Minho standing literally in front of him, until the older symphatized with him and picked up one of the cases, bringing him up in their room.

Minho didn't even spare Jisung a glance, and it hurt the younger boy. He sighted as he stepped into thd house fully, not before getting out of his shoes.

He just flopped down on the couch, already exausted.

On the other hand, Minho was having a self-debate in their room. He didn't know how to act towards the younger. Were they still in a relationship? Is Jisung even still in love with him? He was slowly starting to lose himself in his head. He knew the feeling all too well, and he thought he stopped with that. He thought he would never have to be in that state of mind again, but he was wrong.

He crunched in the corner of the room, hugging his knees and trying to calm himself down by rocking his body back and forward. He found it hard to breathe and voices inside of his head were getting louder and louder.

You are a dissappointment.

No one could ever love you.

You are just a slut, your dad was right. With the first chance Jisung could get, he got away from you. Pathetic.

"Stop, stop please stop" he tried to cover his ears, but that only made the voices louder.

"I TOLD YOU TO FUCKING STOP" he cried out, two of the boys quickly getting into the room after hearing the boy's cries and screams.

Chan tried to get closer to the younger, but he just showed his arms away, screaming even more.

"Min please, look at me i am trying to help you" the oldest said as he got on his knees next to the younger.

The boy kept shaking his head, arms gripping his hair hard. He couldn't control his tears, nor his actions.

It was when the youngest of the three thought of something. There was a big chance it would end up even worse than it was now, but he had to try.

"Hyung move, i want to try something" he said as he got down to be in front of Minho now. Chan moved a bit to give Jisung space, but was still close in case something went wrong.