Voiceless |Book 1| Complete

22 | Behind closed doors

I just slept with Minho. Not like sleep with him, but enjoyed the olders presence. Entangled in eachothers grasps.

Jisungs lower back had a dull pain, from when he fell last night finally starting to settle in. Yet, he felt he didn't need to move from where he was either. Laying beside Minho felt warm. His chest riseing and lowering to the sound of the clocks ticking. The blonde started taking in other features of the older boy who was asleep. His long eye lashes, his mouth hung slightly open. His eye brows kind of knitted, making him look flawlessly beautiful. He hesitantly swept his bangs back as they fell back to his forehead. He could feintly see the marks he left on the olders neck, almost proud he did something this extreme.

"Beautiful" Jisung hummed out, not with his usual cracked voice.

"Thanks prince..." Minho mumbled opening his eyes. Jisung quickly shot up, blushing like crazy. Minho simply chuckled placing a hand on the youngers back rubbing it. He could feel his heart racing as it felt like it was pounding against his ribcage.

"Did I spooke ya? Sorry sweets." He said stretching as he sat up beside him, placing his head on his shoulder. Then planting his lips against the boys neck. Jisung quickly melted into his kiss letting his head fall to the side giving him more access to the desired space.

"..." Jisung couldn't really speak, as Minhos soft lips against his neck felt soothing. His simple touch that grazed over the bare arms sent a tingling sensation through the blonde.

"You're not ready to be in school yet."

Minho mumbled against Jisungs neck, his hand running aross his chest. He let in a heavy inhale from the warmth of his touch. He wanted to melt into his touch more but he suddenly retracted standing up and stretching. His abs expanding and his arm muscles tensing revealing themselves. Jisung could feel my cheeks turning red at the thought of touching his body. Pure, no scars. No damage aside for the purple marks along his neck from last night. Flawless skin. He felt little compared to him.

"Like what you see Ji?" Minho caught Jisung off guard cause the boy to instantly look away, with a small cough. Totally embarassed at the fact he was eyeing the tall male he just laid with. Minho let a sarcastic smile out as he left the room. He laid back down hand on my chest feeling my heart beat.

To say the least, Jisung still felt exhausted after last night... In the last few weeks he's managed to end up with a fever, in the hospital, lost his family to the police, kissed and then slept with Lee Minho and he still hasn't gotten his new song out.

Minho came back into the room, with a cup of water handing it carefully to the younger.

"I have classes Hyung. I can't keep delaying them." Jisung pouted sitting up a second time letting the blanket roll off his stomach. Taking a sip of the cold water. This throat silently thanking him, for the relief. Even if talking was becoming more known with Minho, it still was straining.

"Are you sure your ready for school? I won't be there if anyone tries to harm you. I-"

Jisung set the cup down stareing into the glass with a saddened expression.

"Just pretend you don't know me. It'll be safer for me that way." Jisung knew all too well if his usual crowd comes around Minho will make a scene. It will become worse than what it was to begin with.

With Hyunjin being more or less knowing Jisung can in fact talk, it puts him in a position where it could get out to the school. Sure the school let his selective mutism off the hook because of his grades. He never was joined in group projects, it stayed solo. His grades were top notch aside for the last few weeks they've slipped.