Numb, that's what Minho felt.
As he stared off into space-eyes down on the carpet like it was entertaining him. He didn't dare speak or move. He just sat there, in the living room of Changbin and Felix's house.
Changbin and Chan walk out of the living room and into the kitchen. Anxious minds and pacing around, afraid that if they stay still then they will go crazy.
"Why didn't we follow him?" Changbin says lowly. "We shouldn't of let him go alone"
Chan sits down and shakes his head "He's stubborn, we know this. He would've known if we did"
Changbin chuckle but you could hear how anxious he was. "He is a stubborn one"
The kitchen grew quiet again and it was like there was nothing else to say. All of their thoughts was on one male, wondering, hoping he would walk back through those doors.
They waited, with knots in their stomach. They waited for an hour, but nothing came. All they could do was wait.
They all were in the living room again, Changbin's leg bouncing up and down. Felix was by Minho's side, he had stopped trying to comfort the male as he found it useless. Chan, on the other hand, paced around the room.
The silence was deafening but soon was cut off by the ringing of a phone. Minho's phone.
Minho grabs his phone from the coffee table and his eyebrows pull together. His heart practically beats out of his chest as he stares down at the phone.
His brother, Jeongin called. Minho swallowed harshly, feeling all eyes on him as he answered it.
"Hello," his voice was wobbly.
He heard loud breathing on the other end of the phone "Minho, where are you right now?"
Everyone in the room sat up straight when hearing Jeongin's voice.
"Changbin and Felix's, W-Why?"
The other end of the phone was silent for a second, almost hesitant. Minho felt like something was wrong, but he was scared to ask.
"I-I don't have time to go over there and tell you in person," Minho say there, listening as Jeongin explained to him.
How he explains how he was the first one on the scene and how the person he loved the most was also there, but he didn't get the news he wanted. He wasn't told that Jisung was alright or how everything was gonna okay-how Jisung was okay.
The love of his life, the boy he met in middle school, and from the moment he saw him-he knew they were gonna inseparable. And they were.
As Changin listened and watched as Minho cried into the phone and shook his head-denying the fact that the hope of seeing Jisung walk through the door was no longer gonna happen. Changbin realized what this meant, he realized he just let his best friend walk out of those doors and walk into a suicide mission. And he didn't stop him.
"I'm sorry, Minho" Jeongin sounded as if he was crying himself "I am-"
Minho hung up the phone and put his head into his hands. Sobbing loudly and Felix was in-between comforting him or Changbin.
Chan, who has already found a seat and stared off into space. His mind roamed all the possible ways this could have gone right but he couldn't find any. This plan was doomed from the start, nobody was gonna walk out of that place alive.
After some time, Changbin walked out of the living room with Chan. Taking a phone call.
Walking back into the living, making Minho look up with red sore eyes.
Changbin sighs "The-The building caught fire, Moon is dead"
"And Jisung?" Though Jeongin didn't specifically say Jisung was dead, he insinuated it.
"Nobody made it out alive"
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𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 - 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆
Romance[COMPLETED] Minho and Jisung were best friends, until they decided to stop denying their feelings and start dating. Everyone would tell you how beautiful it was. How in love they were. But if they were so in love why did they break up? Why did Jisun...
