𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥 ♡ MinSung

Ch. 74

As the boy had finished dinner and started to snack on dessert, which was a lovely pudding and cake, they opened presents.

Despite Jisung being so nervous about it, all of the boys seemed to love the cookies that he had made for them, especially Minho made sure to comment on them.

He had leaned closer while everyone was preoccupied and said, "You seriously didn't have to make me cookies, but I love them."

Jisung had only nodded, feeling too shy to say much else. Everyone around them was laughing, yelling and roughousing while they opened presents, often times getting up to hug one another for a certain gift.

Jisung was mostly sticking to Felix who was giving his friend undivided attention making sure he felt comfortable at all times.

Eventually Jisung stumbled upon one of his last presents, the one he'd been putting off the most. Minhos gift.

He had only been holding it in his hands for a moment when Minho suddenly stopped him from pulling on the ribbon, "Oh-" he said, "You might want to open that one.. later.." he mumbled.

Jisung looked at him was an inquiry, "Huh?"

"It's just.. personal. You probably want to be in a more comfort setting." Minho said slowly.

"You make it sound like you bought him porn-" Jeongin froze, "Minho I know you did not buy that poor boy porn!"

"Minho did what?!" Hyunjins eyes widened, "Minho!"

"I swear to God, Minho, you are so fucking stupid!" Changbin yelled, "Why would you buy him porn? That's no way to get a chance with him."

Minho snatched the present away from Jisung and held it in the air, waving it for all of them to see, "It is not porn!" He yelled, "This is the thing I mentioned a few days ago!"

"Ohh, when Chan exposed you?" Seungmin asked, "I don't know if now is the best time for Jisung to open that."

"I know!!" Minho yelled, "Thats what I'm saying, but all of you are talking about porn or some shit, as if I would get him porn!"

"Damn." Changbin rolled his eyes, "Calm your tits. As long as you didn't actually but the poor guy porn."

Jisung face was hot and red as everyone was yelling around him. He could feel Felix laughing slightly, finding the whole ordeal funny.

Felix rubbed Jisungs shoulder, trying to comfort him a bit.

"Listen, listen!" Chan yelled, "Lets all calm down. Minho, give the present to Jisung so that he can open it some other time, and the rest of us will stop making fun of you, though it is funny."

Minho rolled his eyes, setting the present back in Jisungs hands gently. As he set it down he felt Jisungs soft skin brush against his hands and he couldn't help but get the butterflies.

Jisung was so.. innocent. So cute. Minho wondered how he had ever found the younger boy annoying in any way.

. . .

Soon enough 11pm rolled around, and most of the boys had only just started hitting their peak energy. They had moved to another room Chan had set up with less breakable items and a TV.

They had ran around in their pajamas for a while, knocking eachother over the crawling over one another.

They were like small toddlers, rolling around on the floor.

Jisung couldn't help but laugh and smile fondly at them, finding it quite endearing.

He had pigged out on chips, treats, soda and other sugary things all night with the rest of the boys, but then later when it had settled he started to feel guilty about it.

He shouldn't have eaten so much. He was already chubby, so he was really just adding to his problem.

Feeling slightly sad now, Jisung decided to get up and excuse himself to the bathroom, while in actuality he was just sitting on the cold tile kitchen floor in the dark.

But not before grabbing Minho's gift to him and getting ready to open it. He couldn't stop himself from waiting any longer, and he figured it would get his mind off of feeling guilty.

Minho had noticed how he grabbed the present and left the room, excusing himself to the bathroom, and knew exactly what was happening.

He didn't really want Jisung opening the present right now, especially because he might react badly and then both of their nights would be ruined.

Minho liked how it was right now. Jisung smiling and laughing, Minho not having to care about what people might think of him.

He couldn't have that torn apart so quickly.

Shortly after Jisung had left, Minho made a break for it as well, sneaking out while everyone was distracted by a game of Uno.

Felix and Chan were in the middle of a serious one on one for the champion.

Minho was about to head towards the bathroom door, when he happened to see someone standing in the kitchen. He took a few steps closer feeling his stomach drop..

Jisung was leaning against the counter ready the Journal...

He stood quietly in the doorframe, to scared to make himself known. What would Jisung think? His facial expression was completely unreadable at the moment.

Slowly, the boy had finished reading and he set the book down. Closing it gently. He looked up only to find Minho watching him, he wasn't surprised by his presence though.

They looked at eachother for a long while, Jisung still not saying a word or giving an hint at how he might feel. Was he still processing..?

"Jisung I-" Minho was about to explain that he was sorry in words, and that Jisung had no reason to forgive him when he got caught off.

"You can't do this to me Minho." He whispered. Now he looked mad.. or sad? Maybe both?

"W-what?" Minho asked, taking a step forward.

"I'm not a toy Minho. I know that's how you think of me, and you have to be stupid to think I'm going to fall for this."

Minho's face dropped, completely shocked at the harsh attitude.

"I was just starting to feel happy tonight, but just like everything else, you had to ruin it. I know that this whole act of kissing me in the snow, and dropping the presents off, complimenting my cookies, all of it, is just an act. I know that all you want from me it to get in my pants Minho, and you playing this game, trying to say that you like me back to get my guard down won't hold.

"I'm not stupid enough to think that you actually have feelings for me, or that you love me, or that your want to apologize is real. All you want is to play games with me and I know it. I really liked you Minho, I still do, and you couldn't possibly imagine how much it hurts for you to pull shit like this. I'm not an object for you to toy with.

"You want to get me back after you gave me up to Jeong-Hoon with fake confessions and smiles, and it's all bullshit. I'm not falling for it Minho. You might find it funny to get my hopes up and then let them fall to the ground, stomping on them until I have nothing left, but I sure as hell don't. Now I'm going back to the group and acting like nothing fucking happened here, and so will you.

"I'm not wrecking everyone else's night over your stupid little games."

Minho was left completely speechless, jaw wide open as Jisung pushed past him to leave.

"You really hurt me Minho. If you would really do anything to help me, you would have fucking done something. Don't act like the victim when I'm the one with slits down my wrists."

Jisung quickly left after that. Not bothering to say one more word to Minho. He didn't deserve it.