honey || minsung

12

⚠️TW/ abuse ⚠️

"thanks for today, i really appreciate you coming to support me." jisung said as minho took the helmet off of his head.

"of course." minho smiled softly. his hands went up to jisungs hair, subconsciously moving closer as he fixed jisungs hair.

jisungs voice was caught in his throat as he looked up into minhos soft brown eyes. minho truly is the most beautiful man jisung has ever seen.

"uhm..i should probably go in now." jisung spoke quietly.

"yeah....i'll see you later." minho replied, taking a step back.

jisung waited for minho to leave before walking into his house. as soon as he closed the door a bottle of soju was thrown right past his head. he froze, he didn't want to turn around.

"where the fuck have you been?!" sooyeon slurred as she walked over.

"i had a performance, you know this." jisung sighed.

"it didn't last all fucking day!" she grabbed his shoulder, turning him to face her.

"mom..can i please go shower?" jisung asked quietly.

"this fucking brat." she scoffed. "have you still not learned? did you not get beat hard enough when you didn't come home that night?" she pushed his body backwards.

"mom..please." jisung sighed.

"han jisung." duri walked over, roughly grabbing jisungs arm. "don't worry baby, i got him from here." he dragged jisung upstairs, throwing him into his office.

"dad..." jisung tried to keep his composure.

"you just never fucking learn." he sighed, picking up the wooden back scratcher.

jisung could only watch in horror as his dad made his way to him. before he could fully process what was going on he felt a sharp sting on his back. his father landed another hit on his thighs.

"you better stay standing up straight." duri spat.

he hit his thigh again, and again, and again. jisungs legs trembled as he tried so hard to stay standing up straight. another hit and he crumbled. his legs gave out, his body dropping to the ground as he began to cry.

"i fucking told you to stand up!" duri shouted, whipping his back over and over again.

jisung could only sob, unable to utter a word. his father didn't stop hitting him. it felt never ending.

"GET UP." his father demanded.

"please stop." jisung cried weakly.

"fucking pathetic." duri scoffed. "get out." he threw the back scratcher at jisung.

jisung got up, wincing in pain as he rushed to his room. he threw clean clothes and underwear into a bag. he grabbed his keys and rushed down the stairs. he didn't stop crying as he drove to minhos apartment.

as soon as he arrived he knocked on the door, leaning against the wall as he waited for minho to open the door.

"who is it?" minho called from the other side.

"hyung..." jisung called out weakly.

the door was immediately opened, minho carefully pulling jisung into his embrace.

"sung.." he said gently.

"hyung." jisung began sobbing again as minho brought him into the apartment.

"oh honey..what happened?" minho asked gently as they sat on the couch.

"it hurts so bad hyung." jisung sobbed. "i can't move it hurts so bad."

"it's okay..i'm here." minho whispered gently.

"i hate them. i hate them so much." jisungs fingers weakly grabbed at the sleeves of minhos sweater.

"i know honey." minho whispered.

"i just- i can't take it anymore! my mom got mad at me for being out all day! sorry i have a social life? and then my dad whipped me for arguing back to her! i hate them!" jisung cried out.

"i'm sorry honey." minho said gently.

"don't be sorry, you have nothing to be sorry for. you didn't do anything." jisung cried, moving his hands to wrap around minhos waist as he pulled him closer.

he took deep breaths, breathing in minhos honey scent.

just ask him to move in with you minho! but what if that's too soon? what if you make him uncomfortable?

"i need to get out of there." jisung let out shakily.

"i don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything..but if you want to...you could come move in with me. only if you want!" minho said slowly.

"i wouldn't want to burden you." jisung shook his head as he pulled away to look at minho.

"you could never burden me. tomorrow i'll go with you to get your stuff." minho said gently.

"really? are you sure?" jisung asked, feeling his heart swell.

"yeah." minho gave a small smile.

"thank you." jisung pulled him close once again, letting the tears fall down his face.

"anything for you." minho whispered.

a/n: again, i know it seems like they're moving fast. but i promise you they're not 🤭🤭😍🤭😍😍