A crown or this? | minsung

🌙truth untold

In the morning, Minho had stayed by his side and waited for him to wake. He had a lot of trouble sleeping that night, so he figured he could enjoy it because Jisung was there, wrapped in his arms. He was so warm, like a blazing sun, while Minho had naturally colder skin. It was a nice contrast between the two, as were their skin tones and hair colours.

"Have you slept?" Jisung asked suddenly and Minho cuddled him even more.

"Not really..."

"Then don't worry too much, I do not plan on doing anything today, how about we stay in bed all day? Would that please you?" Jisung asked with a relaxed face.

"What if someone walks in...? You said it was dangerous here"

"And it is, but right now, the sun just rose and I told all of my...workers, to go out for the morning."

"So we've got this whole room to ourselves for the entire morning?" Minho smiled, tired.

"Yes, I do not feel like moving at all..." Jisung closed his eyes and leaned in for a sweet kiss, making Minho's heart beat quickly. He gave into it quickly almost immediately, but the dark thoughts of the night before came back to haunt him.

"I've got to tell you something actually..." Minho said, he was ashamed, but would still remain honest. After all, this would probably go on for a while.

"Tell me" Jisung took his hands and put it to his chest.

In that moment Minho didn't know what he even planned on saying, all he wanted to say was that he loves him. It's all he could think about.

As he thought about it, a knock came at his door.

Jisung turned to face the wooden door and frowned.

"Who dares disturb my sleep?" He asked coldly and the older almost forgot how he was like around others.

"It's me my lord..." a small voice said, almost like a fainted noise. Jisung recognized the voice and nodded.

"Hide under the bed" the younger whispered quietly and Minho got off to go and hide. Once he was placed, Jisung put a robe around himself and opened the door to see a little girl step inside.

"You bring news to me?" Jisung asked and she nods.

"I am sorry to say my lord...but you were right...all along" she couldn't have been older then nine years old. Jisung takes a step back and widened his eyes. He passed her a coin and she bowed.

"I told you not to bow to me"

"Then what will you have me do?" She tilts her head.

"What ever you're comfortable with" he says and was about to turn around when he feels a pair of hands wrap around his waist and stomach. The little girl hugged him and smiled, before letting go and leaving the room.

Once they were alone again, Minho came out from his hiding spot and looked Jisung's way.

The younger looked troubled in a way, like he was trying to find a way for something, or a solution.

"What was that all about...?" Minho sat back on the bed and looked at Jisung's eyes.

"I have eyes and ears all over the city, I pay them a good price and they give me information...so I asked about why my sister died" he said and Minho watched him sit besides him gently. "I asked to know why she was killed, by who and for what...when she had done nothing wrong"

"You know who killed her?"

"Not personally, he means nothing to me, I'm hateful towards the reason she is gone..."

"And who is that...?"

"There are a lot of things I can say to you Minho...but this is one of them I must keep secret."

"Why not tell me? I can help"

"No one can help what has already been triggered..."

Minho looked over at him for a brief moment before taking his hand and putting it in his.

"I know you don't like to open up, so I will not pester you more with questions...but if ever you need to talk to someone-"

"I know...you're there"

He nods and smiles his way, so Jisung curves his lips as well even if he felt like crying.

"It's alright..." he pulled him close and kissed his blond hair.

"I know, I'm fine"

"I know you're not, so don't pretend with me...ever." He played with his hair and Jisung's body relaxed. "You do this thing when you are vulnerable..."

"And what is that?"

"You smile..."

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They walked to the library and made sure no one saw them going in, lighting up candle by candle. Jisung had his thinnest shirt on, you could see his chest very clearly through it. Minho had adjusted himself back with these clothes he hated so much.

"Have you finished the book I landed you?" He asked, it felt like he had asked him that question a million times.

"No, you only gave it to me yesterday" he smiled.

"So?" He looked at him vaguely before drifting his eyes away.

"Well i am not as fast reader as you are..."

"I am not fast, you are simply slow" he sort of smirked before cupping Minho's cheek. The older kissed his soft hand and sighed. "Well get on with it, then maybe we can go for a ride before it gets too dark" Jisung said.

Minho sat down and tried his best to concentrate...

But something was on his mind.

"About this thing I wanted to tell you...it's been digging me up inside"

"Right, tell me what is troubling you" Jisung said calmly and sat next to him.

"Well it's...I cannot help but feel like you like hate me for this"

"How could I possibly hate you?" He smiled and Minho's heart only felt worst. He took a shaky breath and looked directly into Jisung's soft eyes.

"Yesterday night...when I went to see Bow..."

"Yes....?"

"I bedded with her..."