angel boy // minsung

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DISCLAIMER:
Angel Boy is NOT a completed book. I don't know why wattpad keeps saying my book is completed but it's not. This book is no where near done. If you see my book is completed, let me know so I can try and fix it again. Thank you.

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6:00 PM

6:01 PM

6:02 PM

Minho stared at his alarm clock through the semi-dark hue of his bedroom. He laid on the bed for hours, waiting for Jisung to come back. Really, Minho was waiting for a miracle to happen.

Minho knew everything he said wasn't true, but his insecurities had risen and taken over his voice box while his heart was screaming something different. It's like a devil had risen within him and controlled him like a puppet.

6:03 PM

Minho sniffled as his eyes preparing him for another crying session, and his throat began to feel closed off while his chest began to feel a weight sink in. Why did I have to say all that to him? He's never going to come back for me. He probably hates me.

As Minho wailed, he brought his sleeves up to his face to cover himself up. Although he knew no one was here to see him, he felt weak and vulnerable. He couldn't bear the thought of anyone seeing him like this, except Jisung.

Except Jisung.

The thought of Jisung creeping back up in his mind made him cry ten times harder. He felt like an absolute idiot letting his anxiety do the talking, because he is the one who sent Jisung off. He said he didn't need Jisung, but right now, he needed him more than ever.

Unfortunately for Minho, Jisung was gone.

As the light of the sun slowly poured down behind the Seoul mountains, Minho's room became darker, only dim light seeping through the blinds of his window. He had been laying in his bed for a couple of hours since Jisung left, and time had gone by so fast yet so slow. Minho had large tear stains on his pillow from all the sobbing he had done, and he continued to cry over every little memory of the angel that passed through his brain.

I can't lay here and cry any longer.

I need to get out.

Minho's sighed heavily and wiped his face of any sign of a tear as he sat up and reached for his phone. He pressed the home button and his heart cracked at the sign of his wallpaper. It had been a picture that Jisung took of them while Minho was sleeping as he clung into him for dear life. Minho quickly shook his head as he opened his messages app.

seonghwa

hey hwa are u free rn?
6:06 PM

yeah, my schedule looks
pretty free
what's up?
6:08 PM

i can't be alone rn
6:09 PM

why what's going on?
6:10 PM

can we go to a coffee shop
or something?
i just need someone with me
6:10 PM

yeah ofc
let me get my coat
6:11 PM

thank u hwa
you're a good friend
6:13 PM

anytime :)
6:14 PM

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"Thank you for meeting me here Hwa." Minho spoke genuinely to the slightly older boy as he sipped his warm latte. Seonghwa looked into his teacup and smiled. "No problem Minho. I have to be here for my best friend right?"