Why So Lonely? || Minsung 1/3 ✔️

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It's been a week. Neither of my parents have brought the fight up. It's like it never happened. Each day, I get more and more anxiety about it. I walk into the room with them, expecting them to want to talk. Instead, I'm met with a, "what do you want for dinner?" or "do you want to go to the store with me?" It's the most nerve-wracking thing.

Heetuk still knows nothing of what happened. He left after the talk with my dad that had me almost ready to fully runaway. He stayed with a friend, unknowing of my sudden disappearance. No one brought it up to him. That was the only bright side.

Fortunately, my dad has to go back to work. He has his stuff packed, ready to drive hours on end back to his factory job and his other house. The company pays for it, desperate for good workers.

"Be good, Jisung," my dad hugs me, kissing the side of my head. "Take care of your mom. Call me if you need anything. Heetuk said he'd be home tonight."

I nod, responding quickly with an okay. I wait for any other instruction.

"Tell your mom to call the therapy place to get you an appointment. We need to check if our insurance covers it."

What?

"Okay." I almost stutter over my words.

"I'll text you when I get there." We walk out to his car. I help him with his bags, throwing them in the trunk. "I love you."

"Love you, too, dad."

I wave as he drives off, watching his taillights disappear through the neighborhood. When he's out of sight, I run into the house, the chill biting at my arms.

- - - - -

Calling Twin ✨

"Yo."

"Hey bitch, wanna come over and watch horror movies?"

"Fuck yeah, but only if you minus the horror part."

"Thriller?"

"Jisung."

"Action, got it. Marvel heros, here we come."

"Hell yeah. Don't forget Loki though. He's hot, even for a villain."

"True, true. Alright, hurry up."

"You got it, daddy."

"Felix-"

"Bye!"

-

"Whoo! Yes, look at that ass," Felix shouts, eating popcorn from the bowl.

I laugh, shaking my head. "But Bucky's thighs~ Bucky is so fucking hot, bro. I literally don't care if he's trying to kill his best friend."

Felix cackles, throwing his head back and hitting it on the wall. "Ah- fuck."

"Ah, fuck. I can't believe you've done this."

"Way to go, Ron."

"What the fuck, Richard?"

"What the hell, Carl?"

"You are my best friend for this reason," I hug him by his head, biting at his scalp.

"Wah- stop it, you turd," he giggles, escaping my grasp. "God, I haven't seen you like this in awhile. Are you on drugs?"

"I wish. I actually got told today that my parents are going to get me into therapy."

He gasps, his eyes wide. "Really? That's great! I'm so happy for you."

I smile brightly, "thanks. Anyway, back to those thighs and asses."