𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥 ♡ MinSung

Ch. 95

Jisung knew that Minho probably wouldn't actually show up, as visiting hours had stopped about amd hours and 10 minutes ago, and there was no exceptions to that rule.

Whether he tried or not, Minho wouldn't be able to go back and see Jisung, despite this knowledge though, Jisung still felt like he should wait, at least for a little bit. He would probably end up falling asleep as he waited.

In fact, that was what he did. He was dozing off in bed while he thought of Minho. He had a particularly long day, and had gotten a particularly short amount of sleep last night.

When the door to the room creeked open, Jisung still didn't look up, assuming it was a nurse coming in for some type of mid-night checkup.

Minho smiled when he saw Jisung curled up in his bed. Was he really asleep? Again? How many times was this going to happen.

He quietly closed the door and moved through the room, sitting on the chair. He saw that Jisungs eyes were only lazily closed, so when the younger saw someone sit down in the chair he looked up to see who it was.

Jisung was indeed surprised that it had been Minho, his eyes growing wide. He probably had a quite a few questions as to how Minho had gotten in.

"What? I told you I was coming. Did you not believe me?" Minho asked, amused by the astonished look on the younger boys face. His reaction was priceless.

"I.." Jisung stuttered out, sitting upright, "How did you manage to get in? Visiting hours closed over an hour ago..."

Minho smiled simply, "I called upon my rich boy power." At this Jisung looked confused, so Minho elaborated, "My father is very important with quite a few links. It was easier than I thought it would be really."

Jisung couldn't help but smile back, "You really came.." he laughed, "I kinda thought you were joking.." he admitted.

"What? I was dead serious. I'm here to prove myself to you." Minho said proudly, "Just as you requested of me."

Jisung smiled wider, "You have no idea how glad I am to see you." He whispered, "How long can you stay?"

"I don't have school tomorrow, Jisung. I could stay all night." Minho adjusted in the seat, "Speaking of school, I have some news."

"Mm?"

"I'm actually trying. I've decided that I needed to buckle down and use my full potential. Ever since I started putting in the effort I've gotten nothing but amazing grades— even in Chem!"

Jisung smiled, "Im so proud of you! Turns out you didn't need me as a tutor after all, huh? I always knew you were smarter that you let on."

Minho gave him a fun look, "I did need a tutor though. Who else was going to teach me how to love? Who else was going to show me that I actually like men?" Minho sighed, "Thats so weird to say aloud.." he whispered.

"I know. I was like that too." Jisung smiled, "It's just that I went through that phase when I was like 14."

Minho nodded, "I'm a late bloomer."

Jisung laughed and there was a moment of comfortable silence where they more or less just looked at eachother, before Minho spoke again, "Can I ask a question? And if I do, do you promise not to get mad...?"

Jisung looked at him skeptically, "Suurree..."

Minho nodded, swallow hard, "Do you actually still like me? And if you do, do you think there's a possibility we could ever.. you know.. be together..?"

Jisung took a long moment of thought, answering the question the best he could, "I do still like you, but I don't know if we should ever actually date..."

"Ah.." Minho couldn't hide the fact that he was disappointed.

"Listen, I'd love to date you, but what if it all goes wrong? What of we aren't meant for eachother? I'm scared we'll repeat history or something." He admitted, "I don't want to hurt your feelings, but it's just probably not a good idea. We weren't made for eachother I guess."

Minho fiddled with his thumbs, "How do you know that?"

"Look at where we are Minho. Our relationship so far has done nothing but damage, to the both of us." Jisung pointed out.

"That was then, I'm trying to change for you Jisung, I'm trying to be a better person— someone you can trust and confide in, someone to protect you. I'm not going to beg you but.." he trailed off.

"Yeah..?"

"I'm not going to beg you, but just think about it. Maybe someday, when times change and both of us are free from this school, give me a chance..?" Minho asked.

Jisung smiled slightly but let it fall again, "I'm just.. scared.." he whispered.

"Of what? Of me?"

"No, of everything. Especially Jeong-Hoon, and what if you can't change? What if I hurt you—"

"Jisung you've already hurt me. There's nothing that could do more damage."

"What? When?" Jisung asked, "I don't remember.."

"When you got mad at me for confessing my love for you in that book. I understand that you were just trying to protect yourself from being hurt anymore... but it.."

"It still hurt?" The younger finished Minho's sentence for him, "I'm sorry.. I just didn't believe it was possible for you to like me I guess."

The elder nodded, "Its whatever. I'm over it now- all of this is stupid Jisung, all of it. I'm sure things would have been much better if I never claimed you in the first place, but it's unsettling to think we never could have known eachother." He sighed, "For some reason, I'd much rather go through all of this pain to be around you, even if we never actually get to be anything, then never to have known you at all."

The boy nodded as if to agree, "I appreciate you so much Minho. Even if you're the one who screwed me over..."