𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥 ♡ MinSung

Ch. 101

Jisung couldn't help but feel as if he had been left in the dark, but maybe it was just because he hadn't been paying enough attention to the things that went on around him?

It was probably around 4pm when Minho texted him and asked if they could meet up somewhere, and Jisung being desperate for the affection of the elder, stupidly agreed.

He hadn't seen Minho for quite a while, especially after he had left the hospital, and he really wanted to be with him again. Was that stupid, especially considering they would have to meet up at Jisungs house? Yes.

But Jisung figured that his father would be away at work anyway, so they had plenty of time to talk in the comfort of his own without worry of his dad finding out; Minho didn't have the best reputation with the man.

Despite all of this though, at 5pm Minho showed up at his house so they could speak. He needed to tell Jisung before the next morning, when his father was supposed to tell Mr. Han.

So, getting ready and showing up at nearly the exact time, Minho was prepared. He was prepared to tell Jisung and potentially have the younger be mad at him, or Jisung would be glad. One or the other.

When Jisung saw the elders car pull up in front of his house, he felt his heart rate speed up. He knew it was bad to be so infatuated with the older, considering it would be a terrible idea if they ever dated, but he couldn't help it. There was just something about Minho...

He bounced out of his bed and went rushing downstairs to open the door for Minho, despite being told by numerous doctors  not to be running, jumping or generally exercising at this point in his recovery.

As soon as he heard the knock on the door he took a deep breath and opened it slowly, as if he hadn't been vibrating with excitement just moments earlier, "Hi, Minho." He smiled nicely, trying to seem as calm as possible.

"Hi." Jisung's spirits fell though when he heard how Minho was speaking. The elder sounded upset and discouraged, possibly worried over something.

The smile slightly slipped off Jisung's face, "Is everything okay..?" He said more quietly, starting to get cold from the winter air rushing into his house from the open door.

"Uhm, yes and no.." he said after a moment of thinking, and upon seeing Jisung's confused expression elaborated, "It depends on your response to what I have to tell you."

The latter nodded, moving to the side to let the taller in, "Feel free to take off your jacket," he noted, "Would you like some tea or anything?"

Minho smiled a little bit at the boys attempt at guestkeeping, "No thank you. Is your dad home right now?"

"No, he's supposed to get home at 7pm today.. did you need him?"

"Ah, no no. Just wondering." Minho waved his hands slightly, "Is there anywhere we can sit and speak?" Minho felt an extra need to be polite, as this was the first time he had been in the other boys house.

"Uh, would you like to go to my room? It's just upstairs- but we don't have to if you don't want to, there's also the kitchen, living room and dining room-"

"No," Minho cut him off as it seemed the Jisung was panicking, "Your room sounds fine."

Jisung nodded quickly, leading the other up the stairs and into his bedroom. He hoped that it wasn't too messy or anything and it was leaving a good impression on Minho, "This is it, you can take seat on the bed if you'd like."

"Ah, thank you," Minho sat down, "You shod sit as well.."

"So," Jisung took a seat, "What was it you wanted to say?"

"Mm.." Minho was suddenly much more nervous, "You might not like this but.." and for the next 15 minutes he explained.

He explained his father's connections and how he was part of the plan, he explained how they would have to go to court, how Jisung father would find out, how soon all of this was happening, and especially how Jeong-Hoon had no idea about any of it.

When he was done he expected Jisung to say something, anything but he didn't. All the boy did was stare at his feet and process it all, not able to really understand.

After about 20 seconds Minho called to him, "Jisung..? Are you mad? I'm sorry, I really thought I was doing the right thing." His face fell into a frown.

"No," Jisung shook his head, "Not mad.. maybe confused.. a little bit scared.."

"It will all be okay, and there's no way you or me can get in trouble.." Minho stated again, "I think this is for the best.."

Jisung bit his bottom lip, not sure how else to feel but to be confused. What if Jeong-Hoon found out? What if despite him saying he won't, Minho gets in trouble? What if his father gets mad? What if, what if, what if.

"I promise I wasn't trying to hurt you.." Minho added again, "I just want you to be safe, and getting Jeong-Hoon arrested- something that should have been done long ago- seems like the best plan of action."

"I don't know if I want to testify in court.."

"Oh..?"

"I'm not comfortable. What if I fuck up.the story? What if I somehow get someone in trouble that shouldn't be? I could say so many things wrong.." Jisung mumbled.

"All you need to do is stick with what actually happened." When Jisung didn't respond Minho sighed, "I'll leave you to think. Text me when you know what you think of all this.."

Minho stood up to leave, but felt a hand on his sweater so he turned back around to see Jisung, "Hm?"

"Thank you though. For trying to help- I'm mad at you however; you shouldn't have done that when it put you in danger." He scolded.

Minho smiled.

"Your sweater is soft.." Jisung suddenly said, standing up.

"Oh yeah?" Minho pulled the younger into a hug, "Does this feel nice?"

Jisung blushed, hesitatantly nodding and wrapping his arms around the latter.

"Do you want it?"

"What?"

"My hoodie."

"Oh.."

Minho smiled, pulling away and slipping his sweater off, handing it over to the younger, "For you. When you feel alone."

Jisung smiled again, feeling warm inside again, "Thank you. I'll be sure to wear it."