Severed Bonds & Broken Hearts

Eleven

Minho woke with a start, having had the most wonderful dream, memory really, it was back in the good times, when the group was still together and all alive.

He was happy to have had a good dream, the past few days his night were filled with repeats of Chan. The same thing every night, the same horrible night playing on repeat in his mind while he slept.

He rolled over, his bed sheets and blanket doing well to keep him bundled up and warm. Changbin insisted on keeping the apartment at a chilling 70 degrees, which was not normally too bad but when it was winter outside he wanted his apartment warm and toasty.

'Just put on a hoodie' Changbin would say, chucking some jacket at his face. Minho would glare but listen shrugging on the hoodie and feeling immediately better.

He heard noises from the kitchen, Changbin probably in the kitchen being a good housemate. Minho managed to pull himself out of bed and slip-on slippers and a hoodie. Making his way to the kitchen and finding Changbin there. Pans in hand and an apron around his waist.

"You seem cheery for the morning" Minho pointed out sitting at their bar top and watching the short man crack eggs into the pan.

"It's 10 already but go off, why are you not cheery?" Changbin asked, pulling out his phone Minho saw that it was already 10.

"Why did you let me sleep in so much? I missed my first classes," Minho glared but made no move to get up.

"Because I know you have had crap sleep lately and I was not about to try and wake you up," Changbin explained, not looking away from the stove.

"Understandable, I am going to head to campus still, I should be able to catch Jisung before he leaves the lunch area," Minho stood up stretching and stopping his movement when Changbin laughed.

"You know Jisung's schedule that well?" Changbin asked and Minho shrugged it.

"I'm a very observant guy, that's all" and with that, he disappeared to his room to get dressed and not stalk Jisung.

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Jisung ignored him. Straight up made eye contact before turning and immediately leaving, not giving Minho a chance to even speak to him.

"Minho? Glad to see you back here it's been a few days," a familiar voice came from next to him, Minho turned to see Jaehyun standing there with a smile. Minho nodded, smiling shyly.

"Yeah, I took some days for recovery but wanted to see Jisung today"

Jaehyun hissed softly, "he kind of reclused in on himself these past few days since, that night actually," Jaehyun pointed out.

"Sounds like him, well I have a class to get to" Minho stopped talking when he notices Chan enter the lunch room, his face going pale and alerting Jaehyun. The guy turned, noting Chan and shielding Minho from his view.

"That's that guy right?" Jaehyun asked. Minho simply nodded, unable to form words out of sheer panic.

"Let's get you out of here alright did you drive a car?" Minho wordlessly nodded again. Letting Jaehyun carefully turn him around and follow him closely to the parking lot. Minho led the two to his car, not having the energy to go to his afternoon classes.

"Are you going to be alright?" Jarhyun asked, genuine concern in his voice.

"Probably, I'm going to start therapy soon, that could help with a lot of the issues going on," Minho felt comfortable admitting these things to Jaehyun for some reason, probably the close trauma bond they had shared, Minho more so.

"That will be good, Taeyong is majoring in psychology while getting his nursing degree as well so I know it is important to get professional help when needed," Jaehyun said smiling when he mentioned his 'wife'.