Voiceless |Book 1| Complete

29 | Court of Law

Anxious... His throat was practically closed up and he finally crumbled begging either Minho or Chan to come with him. The building itself was terrifying enough. His breathing hitched as he stumbled back, even hitting a mere pedestrian in the process.

His head throbbed with a minor sensation.

"I-" He tried appologising to the mere bystander who was walking past him when Minho quickly bowed in his stead.

"Sorry Ma'am..." Minho spoke before looking at Jisung whom was in a state of his own. He had to logic going through his mind right now. It went out the window the moment they made it to the court house.

The same place his Father and Mother were located as of this very moment.

"Jisung? Hey look at me. Look at me, I am right here." Minho cooed, getting The younger to focus his attention else where.

"Hyung-"

"I know this is scary. But we have to go in there. Just one more time seeing them and then you'll be free right? You have me and Chan-Hyung is on his way."

Jisung attempted to grab at his throat. He hadn't done this since the hospital when Minho had barely known Jisung. The habit that pursued his anxiety attacks, that were followed by not being able to talk.

"Breath in... 1-2-3-4... In out... 2-3-4... Back in sung. Just focus on me okay?"

Jisung attempted to breath in choking out a small sob. But managed to hold it just enough. He closed his eyes trying to rid the scenes that played ahead of him.

"You good now? We have to get inside or we will be late Sung. Just alittle bit longer okay?"

Jisung barely processed the olders words, yet nodded anyways. Minho took Jisungs hand in his own, sliding his fingers in between the youngers. The smaller lankier fingers compared to his own. It felt right and soothing. Jisungs brain finally coming back to thinking slightly more logical.

"I- I'm ready." Jisung barely let out a whisper, allowing himself to be carefulky guided inside. On impulse he squeezed the olders hand tight, trying to keep himself grounded.

The building intimidated him. Its cold feeling and so many police and security. The lawyers that ran around with their cases, prosecutors.

"Mhmmm..." Jisung hummed quietly. Keeping his eyes on the ground, letting Minho guide him.

It felt like hours as they walked through the halls towards the elevators to their court room and office. It was only minutes. Behind the office door was paperwork for restraining orders, make sure all the files are total truth upon entering the trial. They also had a jury set up as well.

It wasn't signing off on those that made him scared it was having to converse, thats why Minho agreed to come here with him. They were gonna ask for someone who could interpret for him.

"Mr. Han, come on in. We have a few hours before the court hearing." A older lady who smiled lightly seeing the younger practically hiding behind Minho.

Hesitantly nodding and making way into the room. The large oak table took majority of the room 10 chairs around the table, mostly meant for larger parties involved, if Jisung had to guess. He sat right near the door, his chair spinning to adjust himself at the table. Minho took a spot to the left of him.

"I am Lawyer Woo Jiang. I'll be your representative for this trial. Who is this?" Jiang addressed as she sat down opposite of the two males.

"Hello, I'm Lee Minho. One of Jisungs friends. Uhm... We were particularly wondering if I could be a small representative for him? He suffers selective mutism due to the trauma he had gone through with his parents. So its hard for him to converse."