𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥 ♡ MinSung

Ch. 72

Sitting in Felix's car, Jisung was very tempted to jump out in the -20°c weather and run all the way home, despite his not-so-warm attire.

He didn't really want to do this. He was extraordinarily scared of seeing everyone again, especially after what had happened the last time he saw them. Maybe this time would be different though?

He would probably go home if he could, but he just wasn't able to tell Felix how uncomfortable he was in the current situation. Said male was currently digging boxes full of presents out of the trunk for everyone while singing his favorite Christmas carols under his breath.

The smile on his face was enough to tell Jisung that there was no way he could back out now, despite how supportive his friend might be.

Besides that, Jisung was also paranoid to see Minho again. He basically dies of embarrassment when the elder caught him in a skirt and thigh highs the other day, and knowing Minho, he would probably bring it up.

He couldn't risk being alone with the elder either.

A lot of things with Minho were super confusing, like why the older seemed so nice when they saw eachother, or why he kissed him that night on the street in front of his house.

That being said though, he was certain that Minho had other motives. Jisung meant very little to him, so little in fact, that he gave the younger away to Jeong-Hoon.

Jisung took a deep breath and got out of the car, seeing Chan leave the house to go help Felix with the present.

He shivered under the cold air. It was around 12pm Christmas day and they were scheduled to all stay together partying until 12am.

12 hours of this couldn't be that long.. right..?

"Jisung!" Chan smiled as he saw the younger emerge from behind the vehicle, "Everyone is so excited to see you again."

The look on Chan's face and his tone of voice somehow seemed seriously genuine, and helped to calm the boys nerves a bit.

"Hi.." Jisung smiled softly, trying to hide his trembling hands in his pockets. He didn't used to have this much social anxiety, he was a normal kid up until halfway through 10th grade.

Maybe it was a high-school thing.

Chris turned back and used his gloved hands to pick up a large bin, "We probably should have just left Jisung's presents here. Considering he ended up here anyway."

Felix smiled fondly, a look that Jisung had only seen a few times, and suddenly something clicked, his jaw hitting the ground.

Felix had a thing for Chan..

How could he not notice before? The way they spoke to one another, the look on his friends face— the boy had been so caught up in his own problems, he failed to see what his friend was going through..

This was bad though. Chan was 23 years old, and Felix was 17. Sounds kind of illegal..

"Jisung?" Felix asked, "Are you okay..? You look.. shocked."

"Oh uhm, nothing, nothing." He said quickly, "Chan could you bring that inside, I need need have a word with Felix." Jisung smiled awkwardly.

Chan chuckled, readjusting his grip on the box, "Of course."

As the elder walked away Felix looked over in confusion, "Jisung, what—"

"You have a thing for Chan?" Jisung said his a hushed voice, earning wide eyes from the other. Felix's mouth fell slightly open.

"How did you.. " he said placing a box down.

"I just fucking realized—" Jisung said, slapping his hand over his mouth, "Felix, hes 23 years old—"

"I'm aware!" Felix said, "No need to crush my dreams though. Damn." He said with a pout, "Don't worry though. I'm not going to try anything on a full grown man though, nevermind a straight one."

Jisung sighed in relief, glad to hear his friend had a brain.

"C'mon, let's get this shit inside before my dick falls off." Felix muttered, changing the subject.

Both of them picked up a box and wordlessly heaved them up to Chris' front door, kicking their shoes off once they were inside and closing the door behind themselves.

Seungmin suddenly came flying towards them, basically leaping onto Felix as both of them tumbled onto the floor in a puddle of melted snow by the front door.

"Oh my god, I haven't seen you in forever." Seungmin mumbled, still laying on top of the lifeless boy.

"You saw me, like, a week ago." Felix said, gasping for air as he pushed him off, cringing at his now wet shirt.

"Thats the same thing." Seungmin pouted slightly.

Jisung watched them, silently wishing he had more friends he could hug like that. Felix was great and all, but sometimes he needed more affection than Felix could give.

However, the both of them I really love physical affection, so they made the perfect match, and when Felix wasn't able to, sometimes Jisung wished there were other people that he trusted enough to show affection to.

Sometimes he just felt lonely.

As everyone started to walk farther into the house, they made their way into the living room where mostly everyone was sitting.. except..

Jisung look around cautiously, not seeing Minho anywhere, and Chan noticed, saying, "Oh, Minho and Hyunjin should be here soon, they're running late. Again."

"Dude, they're always late. Hyunjin's not so great on his own, but Minho's time management skills have gone to shit recently." Changbin said.

"Yeah. He must have other stuff on his mind.." Jeongin stifled a laugh, glancing over at Jisung.

Seungmin couldn't help but also smile, knowing that the boy was referring to his crush on Jisung.

"Orr," Chan said, "Maybe because he's in his last year of high-school, he's focusing more on his grades."

"As if." Seungmin rolled his eyes.

Felix motioned for Jisung to come take a seat on the couch with him while the conversation started picking up again.

Jisung couldn't help but notice the pile of presents under the tree, the ones that everyone else brought being added to the pile.

Knowing that they all got him a present, Jisung felt bad for only making them each cookies the day before, hoping to God that there wouldn't be a repeat in history.

What if they hated the cookies? He hadn't had time to go out and buy them all proper presents on such short notice..

Jisungs eyes landed on the unopened gift Minho had gotten him, laying underneath some other ones. He was excited to open it finally, wondering what Minho meant when he said, 'the gift should tell you all you need to know'.

Suddenly there where heavy footsteps and bickering could be heard back and forth as two people came walking through the house, the front door slamming behind them.

When Minho and Hyunjin emerged, they were fighting over something, too concerned with that to notice everyone else in the room staring at them.

When Changbin finally got their attention by loudly clearing his throat, Hyunjin did nothing but roll his eyes and go to sit down beside Seungmin, wrapping his arm around the boys shoulder.

Minho looked around seeing an empty space on the couch beside Jeongin, but the boy scooted to the side, away from Jisung to make room there.

"Why don't you sit beside Jisung? You two know eachother best." He smirked.

Minho shot him a death threat in the form of a glare that didn't go un-noticed by Jisung, and went to sit down, keeping a good distance form the younger.

"It's your fault for being late." Changbin muttered, snickering.

Minho regretted ever letting Chan know about his crush, because now his Christmas day would be filled with nothing but ruthless teasing.