Livin' With The Stray Kids

Chapter 26

Ji Yung notices Jisung standing there as Minho sits beside Changbin in his original place. Jisung was clearly hesistating to sit beside him. He did not want to cross any more boundaries. He didn't not want to be the only one in love.

Something is clearly wrong. Ji Yung thought as she shuffled uncomfortably, trying to ignore the sexual tension in the air.

"I'll go get some water." Han announced as he walked away to the kitchen. Minho looked up, as he bit the inside of his cheeks.

His heart was beating like crazy. The kiss that he experienced with Jisung was replaying in his head over and over again. Only Han Jisung can have this effect on him. But Minho curses at himself because he got carried away with this habit of MinSung fanservice. He got too carried away and crossed his line.

He wanted to disappear from Jisung's sight. Forever. Because he knew he just ruined everything. Han Jisung was the guy who was the closest to Minho. He could understand him without even saying anything. He knew how to make him comfortable, calm him down.

Minho needed Han.

But he's straight. He's convinced. He's not gay. He didn't like boys. Minho didn't like boys.

"Minho......?" Felix called out as the bottle had landed on him.

I don't like Han Jisung.

"Minho?!"

The kiss meant nothing. The feelings meant nothing.

"MINHO!!!"

"I TOLD YOU IT MEANS NOTHING TO ME!!" He yelled.

Everyone was shocked to see Minho yell at Felix like this. "What?...I was just gonna ask truth or dare?" Felix trailed off, obviously dumbfounded by this side of Minho.

".....I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." He had actually yelled at Felix, and he was sorry.

"You should be careful of your actions!! If you are upset, don't take it out on someone else." Changbin stated calmly.

"Yes, I'm sorry." He apologized.

Ji Yung was panicking internally because she was sure that something was definitely wrong. And now she was sure. The inside of her stomach twisted and she felt anxious. She saw everyone in their own world. Seungmin, Jeongin, Seo Jin and Hyunjin were engaged in their own conversation. Felix and Changbin were talking too. Minho was spacing out.

She abruptly got up, hoping nobody would notice her.

A hand extended towards and gripped her wrist lightly. "You okay?" Chan's voice was laced with concern as he looked up at her.

"Yeah, I'm okay." She nodded and smiled at him. He noticed after all. She thought. "I just wanted to go get some fresh air."

Chan nodded at her, letting go of her wrist.

"Oh!" She realised as she leaned in, ruffling his hair. "There was something on your hair." She stated and got up leaving him dumbfoundedly staring.

"Shoot." He muttered, touching his hair on the same place where she had touched previously.

Hyunjin clenched his jaw, looking away from this interaction. I don't care. I don't. It doesn't matter.

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Han was standing there holding a glass of water in his hand, his mind replaying the same words that tore his heart apart.

"Whatever happened between us, It was a mistake."

"It was in the heat of the moment and nothing else because I'm straight."

"It doesn't mean anything so please forget about it."

"Jisung-ah?" Ji Yung's voice startled him so badly that the glass slipped off his fingers and crashed on the floor, shattering into pieces.

"I'm really sorry." He apologized as he bent over to pick them up, taking a shard and gathering it in a corner. "Sorry I-"

"Sung-ah!! Don't touch them!!" Ji Yung pulled him up. "You'll get hurt."

"You're right Noona. Picking up the broken pieces will hurt even more because they will be a reminder of how badly you have been broken." He said quietly, looking at his bleeding finger and sighed.

Ji Yung gasped at his dripping blood and sprinted to grab the first aid kit from the drawer. Fiddling with the box, she took out the tweezers and some cotton balls, a disinfectant too.

"Come with me." Ji Yung said in an authoritively shaking voice.

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Ji Yung quietly picked out the small pieces of glass sticking on his skin and kept it on a tissue and applied the disinfectant on the wound. None of them spoke a word. Jisung was now actually feeling a bit guilty about how he reacted back then towards Ji Yung. Maybe he could tell her about it without hesitating so much.

"Jisungie. Talk to me. What happened with Minho?" Ji Yung asked, looking up at him. She was genuinely worried and anxious about it. Especially after seeing Jisung's reaction, it bothered her more.

"Noona...." He held Ji Yung's hand. "Hyung.....he.... kissed me in the dark....and then I kissed him back. But.....then he said it means nothing and he's straight and he told me to forget about it."

Jisung hung his head low. "Noona, plea-please. Don't tel-tell anyone. I don't....I swear I'm n-not s-so pathetic to-o start cr-ying over a guy wh- who rejected me but I swea-r it reall- really hurts..." He hiccupped. "Love hurts. I c-can't ta-ke it anymore. Pl-Please. I'm....sorry."

Yes. Love hurts. And Ji Yung couldn't agree more.

Love hurts. It does.

Ji Yung held the broken boy in her arms as she shushed him, making him cry even more in the process. Jisung felt like a fool. He felt ridiculous. Yes, he had kissed Minho, but he wasn't the one to make the first move.

He felt like he was stupid to assume that Minho would ever fall for him. He'd never, right?

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