his cigarettes | minsung

24

tw: mentions of abuse and self harm

—24—

jisung impatiently tapped his fingers on the dining table. he glanced at his phone every now and then.

it had been almost an hour and minho hadn't texted him yet that he'd gotten home safely. now that he was aware of minho's relationship with his father, he was worried about him. he knew it wouldn't take minho that long to get home, it was about a 10 minute walk.

"maybe he just forgot", he mumbled to himself. but he couldn't shake the bad feeling he had in his gut.

"i'll just call him", he said as he reached for his phone.

before he could press on minho's contact, there was rapid knocking on his front door. alarmed, jisung immediately stood up, rushing over.

his worries were confirmed when he was met with a crying minho, who was drenched in blood.

jisung covered his mouth in shock, unable to form any words.

he pulled minho inside, embracing him tightly. minho's knees buckled and they both sank to the floor.

minho's sobs echoed throughout the room and jisung gently pet his hair. he buried his face in jisung's chest as his cries made his whole body shake. the blood smeared all over jisung's clothing but that was the least of his problems.

he lifted his head once jisung let him go. the brunette wanted to hold the other's face but retracted his hands once he noticed all the cuts.

he couldn't believe someone would ruin minho's beautiful face like that.

jisung slowly guided minho, who was also noticeably limping, to the sofa and sat him down. he left to get a first-aid-kit and returned within seconds.

they sat in silence as jisung took care of minho's wounds. he checked the rest of the boy's body to see if there was anything else. jisung rolled up minho's sleeves and his lips parted when he saw the cuts on his arms.

minho quickly pulled his arm away, cowering slightly, unable to meet the other's eyes. he felt ashamed. he didn't want jisung to have to see that side of him.

"i'm sorry", he whispered as he covered his arms again.

jisung frowned at him. "why are you apologizing min?"

"you shouldn't have seen them. they're ugly. i'm sorry."

the other felt his heart drop. "they're not. they're a part of you and that makes them beautiful. you don't have to hide from me. you're perfect in my eyes no matter what."

silence engulfed them as minho bit his lip to keep tears from forming.

"do you want me to wrap them for you?"

minho looked at jisung, who only stared back at him with a loving smile. unable to stop the tears welling up in his eyes he nodded, carefully reaching his arm out again. jisung treated him with the utmost care, pressing a gentle kiss on every single scar decorating minho's arms.

they ended up sitting next to each other on the sofa. jisung made them some hot chocolate and minho appreciated the sweetness, both from the drink and from jisung.

"do you want to talk about it?" jisung spoke up once minho had calmed down.

minho took a deep breath before he nodded.

"my dad knows i'm gay now. i never meant for him to find out", he said, his voice shaky.

"i'm so sorry minho. how did he find out? i can't imagine you outright telling him", jisung asked with a frown.

the other gulped visibly because he didn't completely understand the situation either.

"changbin saw us in the cafe today", he started. "and for some reason he told my dad about it."

"what?"

jisung couldn't hide his shock. why would changbin, who always stood by minho, do something like that?

"do you know why?" he asked and minho shook his head.

"not at all. he knows i have a bad relationship with my dad, but he doesn't know everything. only you and hyunjin do. but still, what good did he think would come from telling him?" minho sighed but quickly winced. he couldn't be too expressive, almost every inch of his face had cuts from the glass, causing him pain.

"i can't believe he would do something like that", jisung frowned. it hurt to even imagine what minho was feeling.

minho readjusted himself and sat across jisung's lap. he wrapped his arms around his neck and jisung immediately hugged him back. he buried his face in the younger's shoulder, letting his tears fall freely.

"i thought he was my friend."

jisung stayed silent as he soothingly rubbed minho's back.

although minho was terrified of his father's threats, he was glad he had the other. all the pain he had to endure felt worth it if it meant he'd see jisung again.

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a/n : i went on a writing spree and wrote like 10 chapters pls applaud me :) (watch me not proof-read any of them)

also idk if minho ever wore t-shirts in previous chapters where his scars would be visible , if so , pretend that didn't happen.