better with you | minsung |

two

minho regretted not taking the lady in the front office up on her offer of a campus tour. he was lost. not the kind of lost where you just can't find the room number you're looking for, but the i don't think i'm supposed to be here kind.

the bell for class to start has already rung minutes ago. the halls were empty & quiet. all of the classrooms were empty & dark, no decorations or signs of them being in use either.

minho was a bit creeped out. especially when he began to hear a faint voice.

for a second, minho was unable to pinpoint where the voice was coming from. but after he continued walking straight, he could tell the voice was echoing from around the end of the hall.

"why did you have to do this now," the voice questioned, sounding frustrated & annoyed.

another, smaller, more gentle voice was heard, but minho couldn't make out any words.

"bullshit. i know you can help it. i've seen you hold back many times. you've been in & out of it since yesterday afternoon & i am not going to take care of you. you've wasted all of my free time. i didn't even get to sit with my friends at lunch because of you."

minho had crept his way up to the wall that separated him from the two voices & peaked his head around it. unsurprisingly to minho, it was seojun & jisung.

seojun towered over jisung, arms crossed, looking down at the boy who was practically cowering. the small boy was playing with the hem of his shorts, finding his shoes more intriguing than his boyfriend's face.

"can't junnie just take sungie home-"

"i am not taking you home, you idiot," seojun cut jisung off. minho was shocked by the older's words. "don't you fucking understand that i don't want to deal with your stupid fucking baby shit today? i thought i made that pretty damn clear, but you obviously can't get it through that thick fucking skull of yours."

minho was furious. why the hell is he treating jisung like that?

jisung stayed silent. minho could see tears flowing from the boy's eyes.

"fucking look at me when i'm talking," seojun commanded. he grabbed jisung's face with one hand, placing it underneath the boys chin & holding onto his cheeks before forcefully yanking his head upwards so that they made eye contact.

minho watched in horror as the small boy began to tremble.

"do not speak to me for the rest of the day. you can walk your ass home, do you hear me?!"

jisung nodded frantically, fear radiating from him.

"i swear to god, if you say one word to me or even breathe in my direction i w-"

minho had had enough.

"oh hey, it's you guys," minho smiled as he popped out from around the corner.

seojun let go of jisung's face, flashing a smile at minho.

"oh hey, minho, was it?"

minho looked past the tall, bulky stature of seojun, subtly keeping an eye on the younger. jisung stood there, eyes glued to the ground once more.

"that's me," minho laughed awkwardly, causing the older to chuckle.

"what are you doing here? didn't class start like five minutes ago?"

the real question is what are you doing here, seojun, minho thought. he really wanted to ask that question just to see what his answer was, but thought against it in the end. seojun would probably know minho had seen & heard everything that just went down.