𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥 ♡ MinSung

Ch. 30

Jisung placed his hands on the edge of the sink leaning forward and placing his weight in his arms, clenching his hands. He looked up at his reflection in the mirror and watched himself take large deep breaths to calm down.

In the single moment after he said hi that no one had talked, how had he managed to scare himself into thinking that everyone hated him? It was one small error and now he was literally thinking about running away- obviously not actually to Yemen, but you get the point.

Jisung closed his eyes and sucked on the inside if his cheek, trying to calm down. "This is irrational." he told himself. There was no reason for him to be so worried. He took 10 more deep breaths and went to go leave the bathroom.

When he stepped out of the bathroom ans turned around to turn off the lights, he accidentally bumped into someone who was coming out of the room right across from the washroom.

"Ah, sorry-" They both froze making long eye contact. This couldn't be real. Why was Minho standing right infront of him?

After a good 5 seconds, Minho looked around to see if anyone saw them, before pulling Jisung into the room he had just come out of by the shirt collar and slamming the door behind themselves.

"What are you doing here!" Minho hissed shoving him against the wall just as he had done in the janitors closet on Monday.

"My friend invited me." Jisung said quietly.

"Your friend?"

"Felix.. and Felix invited me because he was invited by his friends Seungmin who is Jeongins older brother who goes to our school.." Jisung explained quickly.

"Well I knew that shit." Minho groaned before pausing abruptly. He looked over at Jisung was a dead serious look and asked, "When you said you didn't even tell Felix about us, you weren't just fucking with me right? Because if any of these guys were to know that I was running around giving you a hard on, you and I would both end up dead."

Jisung blushed madly, but cleared his mind to speak. "I meant it. I don't want Felix to know about us either.." he whispered, looking at the floor.

Minho stepped away from him sighing in relief. "Okay. You're going to leave now, and I'll follow in like 3 minutes-- but listen, no one can know that we ever even talked to eachother okay?"

Jisung nodded, not sure how else to respond.

"Jeongin will know that we go to the same school, but he doesn't know that I bully you, or that anything between us ever happened. You hear me?"

Jisung nodded again.

"Okay now go." Minho said motioning to the door.

Jisung nodded once more before hurrying out of there without another word to be spoken. Once Jisung had closed the door behind himself he sucked in a sharp breath, taking a brief moment to process all everything that had just happened.

Jisung then hurried back out into the main living room and he was quick to take a seat next to Felix in the open spot beside him on the couch. He didn't make eye contact with anyone or stop to say hi again or anything, though he knew that everyone had acknowledged his existence in the room by now.

When he say down Felix made sure to place a comforting hand around his friend's and give it a tight squeeze to let him know he was okay. At this point Felix was an expert at understanding when Jisung was distressed.

There was chatter around them from everyone talking, but it only sounded like a muffled noise to Jisung, who was still trying to gather himself. He was midst working out an intricate plan on how to escape the house undetected when Minho came back a few minutes later.

"Oh Minho!" Seungmin said, seeing him first, "Welcome back. This is Felix and Jisung." He motioned to the two on the couch.

"Oh yeah," Jeongin chimed in, "Jisung goes to our school, I totally forgot."

"Yeah that would have been nicer for you to mention before." Minho muttered take a seat on the opposite side of the sofa from the two other boys. Felix threw a worried glance to Jisung, already starting to connect the dots.

"Do you guys know eachother?" Chan asked looking between the two. Jisung physically couldn't get himself to take his eyes off of the floor, even though he knew he might seem rude to the others.

"No." Minho said abruptly, "I've never even seen him before."

Everyone threw weird looks at one another, noticing right away how weird Minho was acting. Then Chan realized noticed how Jisung was barely looking anywhere but his own feet, and how abnormally rude Minho was being and groaned loudly. "Minho, is Jisung-"

"No!" Minho cut him off quickly, not even wanting to hear him finish his sentence, "I don't bully Jisung, I've never even noticed him. He's a grade younger than me- I don't have a single class with him."

"Thats not what I hear." Felix interrupted. He had a death glare on his face staring at Minho from across the couch.

Jisung squeezed Felix's hand as if to say, 'please don't', but Felix probably wasn't going to listen. He cared way too much for his friend.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Minho asked, only then realizing that this Felix must be the same Felix that Jisung always talked about.

"Jisung tells me all about the sick things you say to him." Felix said holding back from leapibg across the room and strangling Minho and his stupid fucking face. Felix held onto Jisungs hand firmly, standing up to leave, but not before turning to Chan. "It was really jive if you to invite us. Maybe we can hang out another time when that dickwad isn't here."

Chan sighed standing up, "Yeah no problem. Sorry about Minho.."

Felix started to guide Jisung with him into the front entrance where they would be alone again, and right before they both left, Felix turned to Minho and said, "You should give that fucking book back before I beat your ass about it."

Considering Felix's deep voice and expert glare, the message came off more as a death threat than advise.

Jisung bit his lip as he put his shoes on, trying his hardest not to cry while he was still in the house. This was why he didn't go out anymore. All he did was cause trouble.