blind to toxicity - minsung

chapter twenty two

"fucking hell, minho. i cannot believe you right now."

it was noon the next morning, chan was currently pacing back and forth in front of the switched off tv.

minho kept his eyes on the floor, sitting on the couch in silence.

"first, i texted you yesterday to ask where you were as you, changbin, and felix left the park at 4pm and i didn't hear from any of you afterwards," chan began as he pushed a hand through his long hair.

"not that you have to update me with every little thing, minho, but when i get home from the park past 9pm and you're still not here, i started to worry a little bit. especially because i knew you had gone to check up on jisung."

minho was taking in everything chan was saying, not daring to interrupt him. after all, chan hadn't looked this frustrated with him in a long time.

"secondly," chan continued, "felix then texts me past 11pm to say him and changbin were home but you were probably going to stay the night seen as you'd fallen asleep."

chan stopped and turned his full body to minho, the younger still not looking up at him.

"now, do you want to tell me why you didn't just stay the night, you slept in his bed with him...minho what the fuck are you playing at!?"

his tone had become slightly harsh as minho felt something in him snap.

minho quickly stood up and stared into chan's eyes.

"what the fuck am i playing at!?" he spat, "jisung hasn't slept in nearly 3 days, chan. he's crying over someone who doesn't deserve him and has wrecked jisung to the point he's afraid to sleep alone."

chan could only roll his eyes as minho continued.

"listen, i offered to sleep on the floor but jisung wouldn't let me. he's too good of a person to make anyone feel even the slightest bit uncomfortable."

he lifted a hand to his hair in frustration as chan had turned his gaze away, shaking his head with a bitter laugh.

"you of all fucking people, chan, should be able to see how that isn't healthy."

chan looked at the ceiling as he bit his lip, holding back a laugh from frustration. "...clearly." he scoffed as he briefly looked to minho.

minho felt his anger rise at how dismissive chan was being. "you know jisung needs someone there for him."

chans eyes only widened at minho's comment. he turned back to minho as his jaw had dropped.

"that someone isn't you, minho. can you imagine how jisung probably feels right now!? won-jae is miles away without his boyfriend, while jisung is at home spending the night with another boy?"

chan raised his eyebrows as he continued.

"another boy, might i add, who has feelings for him."

minho's throat tightened as chan let out a deep sigh.

"jisung wants to be with his boyfriend, and as much as it hurts me to remind you as i know how hard it is for you to hear, that's not you minho."

minho noticed chan's voice had become softer as he spoke.

he retook his seat on the couch, staring at the floor next to chan as he ran a hand though his hair.

"we know felix slept with jisung on saturday but that's different," chan knelt down in front of minho and let out a slight sigh. "...felix isn't in love with jisung, minho."