blind to toxicity - minsung

chapter twenty nine

jisung, now wearing his boyfriend's black supreme t-shirt, was currently making his way to the gym as the bell sounded for third lesson.

he sat down on the tiered benches and noticed a honey haired boy walking in.

minho hesitantly walked over to jisung as he sat down with a slight sigh.

"jisung, before you say anything i want to apologise for what i said before. i really didn't mean to upset you."
his voice was soft as he nervously looked over jisung's face.

jisung slightly shook his head. he hated people apologising to him, especially when he believed it was his fault.

"no it was my fault min, i overreacted. i was just worked up because my parents kept questioning me about thursday because-"

jisung stopped as he quickly realised he hadn't told his friends about won-jae meeting his parents.

"doesn't matter," jisung waved his hand down as he let out a slight chuckle. "i guess we're both sorry."

minho wondered what jisung was going to say, but after what had happened that morning, minho wasn't going to risk upsetting him again.

"we good?" minho smiled as jisung tapped his hand while nodding, "always, min."

he noticed minho look at his shirt and let out a slight laugh. "paint." jisung sighed as he turned back to the teacher who had walked in.

minho rolled his eyes as he faced the front,
'god you're cute' he thought as he lightly shook his head.

soon enough, the whole class was outside as their lesson today was football.

half of the class were finishing up a few drills before the other half were due to swap over.

"fuck this." jisung panted as him and minho walked over to the bleachers.

"tell me about it," minho sighed as they sat down at the top away from everyone else. "i don't remember the last time I played football."

"i do," jisung smiled. "three weekends ago, jae took me to a game he played with his friends, afterwards we were alone and he tried to teach me to play but it didn't end very well."

minho was concerned yet noticed jisung was laughing to himself, "what, did you get hurt?"

jisung slightly blushed as he covered his cheeks with his hands and leant his elbows onto his knees.

"n-no we didn't really play...he kinda tackled me to the ground and then...w-well..."

minho quickly realised what he meant and wished he hadn't asked, "i get it, i get it."

he suddenly felt butterflies in his stomach as jisung leant his head onto his shoulder, the pair now watching the other half of the class practice the drills.

"i quite like watching football but i couldn't play it, it's too aggressive." jisung shuddered."

minho held a teasing smirk as he gently nudged jisungs leg, "you're just soft."

jisung scoffed and turned to dig his chin into minho's shoulder, smiling as minho dropped it in slight pain.

jisung looked to a tall blonde boy who had his hair tied back while running down the field. a boy he was well acquainted with as he was one of won-jar's best friends.

"i would hate to be on a team that had to play against hyeon," jisung pointed the boy out to minho. "he's a lovely guy out of play though. i'm pretty sure he's going to the party tonight and he'll probably ask me if i enjoyed PE."