anti-romantic | minsung (DISCONTINUED)

十四

TW: The use of sl4rs and bullying.

"Minho, you really don't have to do this, I mean i-" Jisung tried to reason out with Minho, "Nope, I'm walking you to your class. No objections are going to be accepted." Minho promptly said, grabbing his wrist and dragging Jisung as he talked, intertwining their fingers. Jisung gasped internally as he stared at their intertwined hands, he froze. "Ji? You okay?" Minho asked concerningly, using his free hand to softly caress Jisung's left cheek.
Jisung felt his cheeks burn a light pinkish beige colour. "Yeah, yeah im fine don't worry," Jisung said as he pushed Minho's hand of his now tomato coloured face (iTs aLl nAtUrAl).

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A red faced Jisung and an unbothered Minho walked through the halls, gaining much attention from the other students, which eventually resulted in whispers and snickering.
"Gay f@ggots!" A student shouted out, as he nudged his friends as they laughed along with him, more and more people started to poke fun at them, Minho didn't mind, he was a confident gay anyways. But for Jisung? Oh, honey that's a whole new story.

gay f@ggot? huh... Jisung processed as the red flush in his face disappeared along with his smile, letting go of Minho's hand. He calmly walked over to the student. “Hello there, my name's Jisung, nice to meet you,” Jisung said, with his hand stretched out and a bright faked smile, “f@ggot.” Jisung suddenly added, his expression changing as he took his hand back. His hand went straight to the student's face, giving him a tight slap across the face. “What the fuck is up with you man!?” The student said, holding onto his left cheek, “You wanna fight!?” The student provoked the brain-itched Jisung. “Yang Dowoon, stop provoking him. You'll just end up like Minjun.” Minho stated briefly, dragging Jisung by the arm. “Bye bye,” Minho waved, “coward.” he shortly added, succeeding at provoking Dowoon.

The two gays were holding hands lime they were before, while laughing and mocking Dowoon. "Oh look, I'm Dowoon and I think the whole school and world revolves around me." Jisung said in a mocking tone. Minho burst out laughing, holding onto his stomach. Butterflies invaded Jisung's stomach and his face heated up at the sight of Minho in this state, his laugh was so angelic and his smile was so warm as though Minho reminded Jisung of a familiar warmth, a warmth he was longing for, a warmth that was irreplaceable.

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Uploaded:19/10/2021
Word Count: 402

zaine here. I'm just gonna use this part as my emotional dumpster.

i feel like such a shit person. i feel like all my friends (most la) don't like me and they make me feel so little of a person. i just, it's so stupid but I can't stop but just feel so negative towards myself. writing happens to be my only coping mechanism and I'm not even putting anything into writing anymore. i don't wanna discontinue this mainly cos this is the only platform i can use to express my emotions without being shamed.

well, it's been zaine, currently signing off with well wishes that you all stay safe, strong, healthy, happy and lastly...

stay

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