𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥 ♡ MinSung

Ch. 107

Eventually, after sitting, lifeless, in his car for a few more minutes, Minho finally sat up and looked over to the house he was parked in front of.

Should he go in? If he went in he might end up crying to Chan all over again, and he didn't really want to disturb the elder, especially considering he had been at work all day.

Minho groaned, closing his eyes again. If he didn't tell Chan and he found out anyway, he would ask why Minho never told him. But how we he find out if not from his younger brother?

Who else was going to tell him?

That's right. Absolutely no one. So what was he so scared of? Nothing. He could probably leave right now and never have to tell Chan anything of his day with Jisung, or the book..

But he wanted to vent about how awesome spending time with Jisung was again, if he did that though, no doubt he would end up in a spiral of him sobbing about Jisung hating him.

He had no intentions of ruining his older brothers day, again, with his stupid teenage issues. Minho had always felt like he needed to be more independent, and maybe this was a good time to start.

Groaning, Minho tossed his jacket to the side again and started to get ready to drive away. Why was he even leaving? Oh yeah. Because he didn't want to bother Chan.

But wait— what if Chan enjoyed hearing about Minho's stupid ass adventures of his path to becoming Jisung's item?

Okay, now it just sounded like he was making up excuses as to why he should go and vent to Chris.

Well, there was no more need to ponder the situation, because he was soon scared half to death by someone knocking on his car window.

Minho flinched looking over to see Chan standing there looking confused. Minho groaned, his fate being decided for him, and grabbed his jacket to go open the car door.

"Why have you been parked outside my house for the past half hour?" Chan asked, folding his arms, "You look like a stalker, Minho. Are you having another life crisis?"

Minho sighed and reluctantly said, "Yess.." looking defeated. He followed close behind Chris as the elder led them into the house in order to talk.

"It's nearly 9 O'clock at night, I can never understand why you chose such late times to do this. Can't you stop by at 6 or something so we at least have more time for you to go through the 5 stages of grief?" He closed the door behind them.

Minho shook his head, "Unfortunately I cannot choose the time in which Jisung falls asleep on my chest, and then squeezes my heart into the tiniest little fragments possible."

Chan raised an eyebrow, "Sorry, come again?" He asked, "Jisung fell asleep on your chest and then what? Broke your heart?" He repeated.

The younger boy nodded vigorously, "Yes!" He cried, "I went over to his house to talk to him about maybe not leaving me because his dad said so and we ended up having an amazing night and then we watched a movie and he fell asleep, but he slipped the notebook I originally gave him into my jacket with a new letter of his confession, which I read and then proceeded to cry my fucking eyes out! Chan he hates me!" He spoke so fast that the older had a hard time understanding what had actually gone on.

"Wait!" He yelled causing Minho to stop talking for a moment, "Let us sit down in the living room, and then give me a detailed re-cap. Okay?"

Minho nodded.

Once they had made their way from the front entrance and Minho was seated comfortably across from Chan on the sofa, he began talking again.

"So, I arranged that court case against Jeong-Hoon, and that meant that Jisung's father found out about us, and he wasn't happy. Mr. Han said that Jisung and I could never speak again apart from in court, so, like any sane person, I showed up to his house unannounced to talk him out of leaving me. He gave in and said we should try to have a relationship once Jeong-Hoon was gone, and I agreed, it's just that there was one problem; we would have to hide it from his dad. So, after we had that conversation we proceeded to be in love with echother for the next 4 hours, and even watched a movie together – and by that I don't mean we had sex. After I left I went straight to your house in order to fangirl about how adorable Jisung looked in my sweater. But then, as soon as I was about to leave I found that notebook, the one that I gave to Jisung for Christmas with my confession in it? Yeah that one, he had stuffed it into my jacket pocket, with his own stuff written, and it said so much, but basically it was all like, 'my brain hated you but my heart loves you' type stuff, but there was this specific quotation. He said, 'I hate you'. Now, I probably should have figured, but hearing that hurt, like a lot, so I spent the next half hour crying in my car in front of your house."

Chan gave him a blank stare and scootched forward on the couch, pulling Minho into a tight hug, "He doesn't hate you. I'm going to be completely honest with you, I think he loves you just as much as you love him." He said softly.

Minho nodded, not sure what to say.

"You have to prove that you're not worth hating.."

Minho nodded again. But how could he do that past what he's done already?

Maybe Jisung would hate him forever.