Crazy For You ~ {Minsung}

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Minho sighed and shut his eyes as he remembered the night his brother died. And you know what? It was because of Straykidz.

Ooh goody goody you're getting a ✨flashback✨

Flashback Minho's Pov

I looked up to see my brother walk in.

He was younger than me by two years and looked like me, but he had blue hair and a rebellious expression.

He'd been staying out far too late recently and it worried me...like, a lot. Especially because right now, someone was threatening my gang.

"You're back late again." I mentioned.

He only rolled his eyes in response. "Yeah and so what?"

"I need to make sure you're safe, you're my responsibility and I can't be responsible for you when you disappear to 'who knows where' all the time."

He snorted. "Like I said, so what. There are more people who care more for me than you do. You barely even notice my existence anymore." He went in a beeline to the kitchen and opened the fridge.

"I care for you, it's just...at this time, I'm so busy."

I got ignored.

"At least tell me where you've been going recently," I begged, "Be surprised but I actually worry about you."

He swivelled round on his heels, holding a bottle of milk in one hand and a glass in the other. "Worry about me? Or your reputation?" He poured the milk out and chugged it. "I'm just meeting some friends and that's all."

Sighing, I turned away as he stomped to his room. But little did I know, that was the last we would speak together and I regret it so much.

The next day he left and he never came back...he...didn't come back alive.

End of flashback

Minho lay on his back, engrossed in his thoughts. He'd basically raised his brother up because their parents left when they were really young. Thankfully they had a nice aunt who took them in but she was never at home.

The death of his brother affected him so much that he couldn't interact with anyone for weeks. The only goal he had, was to find out who had killed his brother.

It wasn't the people who had been threatening his gang, because the last people who had seen his brother were the straykidz members. They were only a small company then, but now they were rising high on the black market and some different dodgy websites.

"Nothing goes right for me." Minho murmured, still in a daze.

'Ooh but Jisung is right...he's perfect don't you think?'

Enter 'the annoying little voice inside his head that appears at the most random and annoying times'.

"Go away." He muttered sullenly, "why decide to appear now."

The voice ignored him.

"Jisung suits you so well, he's so cute and adorable. Did you see the way he blushes? SO CUTE."

Minho shook his head. "Shut up, he doesn't like me. I don't like him...like that..."

"Umm, he doesn't hate you, he doesn't like you, HE LOVES YOU."

Clutching at his head, Minho groaned. "Please go away."

Gasp... "you said please."

The voice faded away and Minho embraced the much welcomed silence. That stupid voice had started occupying his head ever since he found out his brother was dead. It blabbed to him about some nonsense that it would go away once he found out the truth. What truth? Absolutely no idea. It wouldn't tell him because 'it didn't know either and it didn't want it to be here either'.

Yes it is called 'it'. The voice has no name, it's just 'the voice'...you know...kinda sounds like a tv show name.

"Hey, but YOU like Jisung don't you. Even if he doesn't like you..."

"Shut. Up." Minho growled and the voice disappeared, laughing.

Why did he have to have this voice, he was crazy. Why him....

"Did you just tell me to shut up?" Jisung stared at him in amusement from the doorway and suppressed a grin.

Minho widened his eyes as he saw him leaning there and frowned.

"I wasn't talking to you." He said weakly.

Jisung came and sat down next to him on the bed. His calmness seemingly restored. Now...this part is simple logic. He just had to outgay- I mean, outweigh Minho's confidence. And he had plenty himself, just not in front of...him. Anyway, if Minho could make him flustered, then it was possible that he could pull the reverse card and do the same. Then, once more would he be in control of his emotions......the situation I mean.

"Why not finish what you started." Jisung smiled.

Minho had just sat up and Jisung pushed him down again by the shoulder, smirking evilly while doing it.

Yes! It worked! Minho looked shocked, surprised and...amused?

He cupped Jisung's cheeks and brought him closer. "Will do." He said softly, and smirked as he noticed a familiar panic set in the younger boys eyes.

Guessing why Jisung was acting so odd he smiled. "Baby, you will never be able to make me flustered."

That was it. Jisung realised this too late and tried to pull away, regretting his tragic decision. "Um oh... I... I'll just go." He chuckled nervously as he failed to leave and Minho pulled him closer.

"Why did you come back to me?" He asked innocently as red faced Jisung avoided eye contact, even at this intimate distance.

"I uhh."

.........

"Oh. My..."

The two boys on the bed both moved their head in a startled action to see The Hwang Hyunjin standing with one foot in the room.

"Oh Hyunjin, when did you come?" Minho spoke so casually while Jisung looked at him in bewilderment.

Undistinguishable sounds came from Hyunjin and he started walking slowly backwards, closing the door as he did so.

Minho jumped up but it was too late. Sounds of footsteps ran down the stairs and the front door slammed. A car engine was heard and Minho groaned while looking out the window. "Oh no."

Jisung still sat on the bed. He had a blank look and was staring very hard into the wardrobe opposite him.

Minho turned back to him. "I'm so sorry about that, I'll threaten him so he doesn't say anything."

He sighed and gave a light smile. "Now...where were we?" He jumped on the bed and crept towards Jisung a little too close for comfort. "Always getting interrupted, so annoying." He whispered, and came nearer. So near that Jisung couldn't even avoid staring into his eyes anymore.

Jisung's confidence had diminished. What was left of it had ran away screaming. The only thing that he could think of was Minho's eyes. His dark but sparkling bright eyes that looked at Jisung with a unintelligible expression. An expression that even he himself wouldn't know what it was.

Minho smiled faintly as Jisung fell into a trance, and they stared deep into each others eyes.

"Where were we?" He murmured as the gap was closed.

'Evil smile'
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