Voiceless |Book 1| Complete

26 | Wary

What does one typically do at 2:44AM?

SLEEP!

But no~ this author decides to give up (thank you insomnia) and write another chapter.

Love ya Soulies

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Minho was pissed to say the least. Why didn't Felix say he was coming? He could have prepared Jisung a little better from being approached , or at least kept them from meeting eachother. Felix was an absolute nutcase to handle.

Even on the best of days Minho could only handle so much of his half brother.

"Ow-ow-ow Min! Let go!" Felix pouted finally pulling his hand free from the olders grip.

Felix pouted, "who is he? He was cute? Whats his name-"

"Stop!" Minho yelled out, breathing deeply in before lowering his tone, "Just stop. Stop asking questions." Minho finally released.

Felix pouted, sticking his tongue out at the older. Minho grabbed his head painfully annoyed to no ends.

"You can't do that with him. You physically can not approach him that way Felix." Minho was finding it quite difficult word the issue.

Oh yes, thats Jisung, a selective mute who is hard to be close to. Thats sounds like a great way to explain.

Minho sat on his bed as Felix looked at his estranged brother thinking.

"What do you mean different Minho-Hyung. He seemed find to me."

Anything but fine would descibe Han Jisung. Minho thought.

"Why are you here Felix? Did the parents send you? Did Chan put you up to this again?"

Minho was normally collected, but anytime it involved his family it just seemed to crumble.

"What? No! I came to actually see how you've been doing since ghosting the family two years ago! Can't I be the worried younger sibling?" Felix stated carefully. He always admired Minho since they first became family, but he also knew from a young age, Minho felt out of place. So he tried his damndest to be there for him even if Minho opted out.

He loved Minho alot.

"Look Min... Its been two years, I've missed you. More importantly, who was the squirrel boy?" Felix sat beside his brother with large eyes of curiosity.

"His name is Han Jisung... And don't ever approach him the way you did earlier. I'm probably gonna have to check in on him now to ensure he is okay."

"Why would my approaching him be bad?"

Minho heavily groaned again.

"He's a special case. Has anxiety... And it can get really bad." Minho tried explaining in the easiest way possible. It wasn't his place to tell Felix that Jisung was a mute or rather selective about it. Felix nodded, though confusion was still plastered on his face.

"But again... What does that have to do with me approaching him that way? Or rather, why does it bother you if I try to befriend him?"

Minho scoffed, it shouldn't bother him, should it?

He should help Jisung open his circle, but he was selfish to keep Jisungs secret to himself and himself only. He didn't want to share that side of Jisung.

At least not yet.

"Stay here. I have to check on him." Minho said sternly, "and for the love of god don't touch my shit!" He said smacking his brothers hands from his journals he unpleasantly forgot on his desk.