𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨

eight

When Minho actually fell asleep, Jisung wrapped arms around his chest and mumbled audible words sweetly.

[Time skip: morning]

Jisung opened his eyes with laziness and looked right at Minho - his eyes were opened like Han's.

'Good morning cutie.', he smiled.

'Don't call me that...', he said tragically.

'I will.', he chuckled and hugged the younger while leaning his face in crease of his neck.
'I'm sleepy.', he groaned into this area making Jisung freeze.

'Y-yeah...me too..', he said shyly while blushing.

Then Minho had an idea. He smirked and he blow into his skin. Han flicked amd looked and proud best friend with confusion.

'S-stop...', he whispered.

'Did that turned you on?', he asked and Jisung panicked.

'W-what?! No! O-of course not!', he was in huge panic.

'I was joking.' he laughed and got up. 'I'm going to bathroom.', he replied and left.

'Why is he playing with my feelings so much?', he whispered to himself. 'I hate him.', he was trustrated.

'I'm back.', he smiled but Jisung didn't. He realised that Minho's playing with his feelings and it wasn't funny anymore.

'Yeah..', he sighed and started looking for some great clothes. When he found them, he went to bathroom and got dressed.

'You looking beautiful.', he smiled and got closer to him while placing his hands on younger one's hips.

Jisung rolled his eyes stealthily and brushed Lee's hands away.

'What's wrong?', he asked, worried.

'W-we need to stop Minho. Friends don't act like that.', he gulped.

Minho sighed. He wanted to say something different but hesitated.

'Okay. I understand.' he replied. 'I gotta go. I need something to do.', as fast as he said that, he left.

Jisung lied on floor and started crying like a baby.
Why is he like that?

'You fucking idiot.', he drawled through tears.

His face went fully red and his eyes looked awful and were puffy.
He grabbed his phone and he chose number.

'Can you come to me really quick?, he asked.

'I'll be in five minutes. I'm gonna bring ice cream and coke.', he replied and hung up.

Felix didn't lie. Five minutes later he showed up in front of his door.

'Jisungie...', he was about to cry.

Han hugged him tight and cried into his shoulder.
He let him in and they went straight to living room.

'Tell me what happened.', he said and Jisung started talking what was the reason of crying.

'This asshole...', he was ready to beat Minho's ass up. 'How could he play with my poor baby's feelings?', he asked with broken heart and started crying. They bith were crying while cuddling.

'W-we should eat our ice cream, it'll melt...', he went for spoons. He gave Felix's one and they started eating them.

[Time skip: school (I'm sorry lol)]

Jisung was nervous. He nad to meet Minho but Felix was with him.

'Hello Jisungie.', he smiled.

'Uh...', he hesitated and ran into bathroom.

He looked and him - puffy, red eyes, chapped lips, pale skin. He looked to awful.

'Are you okay?', he heard familiar voice behind him. He looked by the mirror and he saw Minho.

'Y-yeah I'm fine.', he tried to cover his ugly face but Lee grabbed his hands and laced thier fingers together.

'No you're not.', he was completely serious. 'Did you cry?', he asked.

Jisung scoffed because of Minho talking nonsense.
'Did I cry? Yes I did and what about that?', he sounded so sarcastic.

'I'm worried.', he said.

'Oh you're worried? Yeah, of course you are and what else? Maybe you like to destroy me too, huh?', Minho saw pain in his eyes.

'What are you talking about?', he was extremely confused.

'Thank you for making me realize what a toy I'm for you.', he drawled while looking deadly into his eyes.

He walked past him and left the bathroom, leaving Minho really confused.
'....toy for me?', he repeated his last words.

Jisung walked straight to Felix while stopping his tears.
'Did you talk with him?', he asked carefully.

'Yeah I did.', he said roughly.

'And?'

'He's such an bastard.', he sighed. 'He was acting like nothing happened. Is he dump or something?', he was totally pissed off.

[Bell rang]

'We have english class right now, let's go.', Felix grabbed Jisung's hand and they went in the class.

The lesson passed really quickly, so did next classes. Jisung unlocked his locker and a piece of paper fell for inside. He grabbed it and looked what's written on it.

"Come to the roof top after your French class."

He scoffed. It was Minho. He hid the message in his pocket and went on his class. After all of this walking hell he went on the roof top. He was waiting for "unknown author" of the note he got then Minho walked closer to him.

'Why did you wanted me to come here?', he asked.

'Look Jisungie, I realised what did you mean in bathroom. I have no explanation for what I've been doing but I'm sorry. I really like you, okay?', he took a deep breath. 'First, I was doing that as a joke but then It was all real.', he said, shooking Jisung. 'I really like to cuddle with you and making you blush. As you noticed I really like your hips and waist too. Actually, I'm truly obssesed with them.', he chuckled and placed his hands around his waist.

'It was all real?', he asked, guilty of his insults. 'I-I didn't know...'

'It's okay that you didn't know. I deserve all of curses you to me when I wasn't with you yesterday.',he smiled with little bit of sadness. 'But please stop ignoring me. Without you, my life isn't fun and colorful.', he tucked a strand his of hair behind his ear.

'But why are you so addicted to me?', he mumbled.

'Because...', he sighed. '...you're making me smile and you're my best friend.', ouch, it hurted for both of them.

'I-I understand.', he smiled. It hurted... 'I'm so glad that I have a best friend like you.', he giggled. It hurted...