Secrets // Minsung ✓

Chapter 38

Jisung laughed. "That's the best part," He really couldn't believe how foolish he was. "She would tell you that I'm gay... She threatened me, telling me she would tell you that I'm gay if I didn't stay away from you... but she told you anyway. She probably used that to scare you off, right?" he asked Minho, looking at him. "Probably something like 'Minho, if you keep hanging out with him he will fall in love with you. You should avoid him.' Right?"

"I... uhm,"

"It's really no big deal, Minho. We were like twelve years old. I understand why you would stay away from me, we were kids... Kids do dumb shit," Jisung said, now looking up at the ceiling. "I just find it funny how I didn't know any better. If I had known she told you, I wouldn't have avoided you," he added, to which Minho raised his eyebrows. "Okay, maybe I would have... but then it would have all been on me, not Jihna,"

Minho laughed softly after hearing the last sentence. He kept silent for a few seconds. "I still want to apologise. When Jihna told me, I really didn't know what it all meant and why it was such a big deal. I really wasn't planning on avoiding you as she said I should, but you suddenly started avoiding me instead. I really didn't understand why... and as years went by I just got so angry and started to spite you. Not because of your sexuality, but because you suddenly just started ignoring me out of nowhere,"

Jisung nodded his head. He understood where Minho was coming from. How could this stuff be so simple, yet so complicated at the same time. "Honestly, though. She had no right to tell you something that I was even trying to figure out myself." he stated. "I was just afraid,"

"I understand, I really do. I don't blame you at all." Minho reassured Jisung. "I just feel like we wasted a lot of time hating each other... I'm really sorry for the way that I treated you when in front of my friends and your sister," he sighed as he thought back to his asshole ways. "She really wouldn't leave me alone whenever I was kind towards you... I never actually hated you. I was just angry with you," he said, though he knew that wasn't an excuse.

Jisung thought back to those times as well, and while Minho might have been an asshole... Thinking back, he doesn't think he was any better. They were both rude towards one another. "As you said yourself, we're both at fault... for actually listening to my sister," He can't really blame Minho at all.

"That we are," Minho said as his mind wandered off.

Jisung sighed a sigh of relief as he let his whole body fall down on the bed right now. "I'm so glad I got that off my chest... There goes our clean slate," he said.

"Right," Minho chuckled softly.

It had been quiet for about half a minute, which felt like an hour to the both of them. Dead silence. Jisung then sat back up a bit as he leaned on his elbows. "So... We still friends?" he wondered.

Minho looked at Jisung as they made eye-contact. "Of course," he immediately said, no need to think about it. "I told you already that I dont care if you like guys, Jisung,"

Jisung was genuinly shocked that Minho didn't even think about what to answer. He didn't even ponder about it. "And what if you were the guy that I liked?" he said after he broke eye-contact and averted his eyes back towards the ceiling.

Minho was a bit surprised upon hearing that. He didn't expect Jisung to ask him that at all. "I wouldn't shut you out, if that's what you're thinking," he said. "I would ask what the hell is wrong with you, though," he added, dissing himself. He wanted Jisung to be with someone who wasn't an asshole. The boy deserved someone better.

Jisung smiled as he chuckled softly. "I wonder..." he said quietly. "You're really not a bad guy, Minho... You're just easily influenced,"

"I guess so..." Minho sighed. That would change soon though, since he had developed minor trust issues over the past year. "I guess if I were the guy you liked, I would wonder if you're sure you're not just holding onto the feelings you had when we were younger," They were still talking about it as if it was all hypothetical, but both of them knew it wasn't. "I can understand liking me back then, I can't understand liking me right now,"