Voiceless |Book 1| Complete

Special Part 5

Jisung had fallen asleep and Minho, placed him carefully into the bed under the covers. The younger was exhausted, it was so evident, he definitely needed  the rest. With one more sigh, Minho leaned over the bed and lightly pressed his lips against the youngers forehead, maybe even with hesitation pulling away. Jisung shifted turning his head towards the warmth before it was pulled away, his face digging into the pillows.

"Sleep well..." Minho said aloud to no one in particular. Jisung was knocked out and hopefully for a decent amount of time. Standing and sneaking away to leave the bedroom, bringing himself back into the living room, closing the door just a bit, but enough to still hear if Jisung woke up. He finally took his coat off, as he was overheating draping it over the couch, taking in the house properly.

"Is he sleeping?" Chan had been picking up cans and placing them in a plastic bag now. "Yeah, he is..." Minho started stacking papers. The two being silent for a bit. 

The tension had died down, qfter a while, neither of the two speaking about what transpired yet. Minho didn't know how. They just decided silently to clean the youngers place up.

Minho finding old photos scattered across the floor, it was all the memories that built between the group. Jisung must have been looking at them at one point for them to be out of the photo albums and on the floor nearly crumpled, some bent and torn.

Minho sighed, picking up one photo in particular again. Jisungs firsts christmas with friends, his first gift. The photo of Jisung with the widest smile, his cheeks full with happiness, Minhos eyes filled with fondness of the youngest. The small smirk he wore, the cresent moon shaped eyes. It flooded in fast.

How he wished they were back in that moment.

"Thank you Min." Chan said carefully setting the bag of cans next to the table.

"For what?" Minho cautiously asked.

"For being here for him and for being here with us to help him. I knew you worked a 12 hour shift at the hospital, so I'm thankful you still came here." Chan spoke with a soft tone. The two haven't seen eachother since the last episode of Jisungs overdosing, 6 months ago. And before that they were just too busy with their careers to be able to meet. Only sending small chats here n there.

Chan had always been there for Jisung, he became his personal health care doctor. They signed a contract with the company to ensure his health, yet all Chan could think is he failed.

He failed alot of things. His marriage being one, but trying to save his friend, became his worst fail... The only one he considered a brother. Jisung was family to him over the years they grew together.

"Why is he like this Chan-Hyung? You guys have kept me in the dark for so long, its resorted to this?" Minho sighed, "He looks like he is dying. Hes sick and worst part of all, I don't know how to fix it." Minho knew his voice pitched abit, trying to bring himself back down since the younger was resting.

"Minho... The company, the paparazzi... Jisung was blackmailed to leave you. He wanted to keep you safe, even if it meant hurting you and him in the process. Thats why he broke up with you."

"What?" Minho looked at Chan with disbelief.

"Jisungs company, they threatened him, if he didnt break up with you, theyd ruin you in the process. They used you as his weakness. That night... Jisung broke down revealing everything to me and Changbin. Thats why we remained distant. He didn't want you hurt."

"But I am hurting! Every second of everyday without him is one more stab wound to my happiness Chan. We promised eachother we would get through this together."