I hate him // Minsung [Eng]

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Han Jisung p.o.v.

«Fuck you, Minho!» I yell behind my boyfriend.

He freezes and turns around with a furious look: «What did you just say?»  

I am very angry. He's been hanging around Hyunjin all day and he knows it, he knows I don't get along with him.

And I'm bloody jealous too, but I've never told that to Minho.

«You heard me.» I snap and I walk out of my room, leaving the dormitory with a slam of the door.

Fuck, fuck, fuck! 

I love him so much, but he really know how to make me upset!

I walk quickly, without a precise destination. I need to move, to be immersed in traffic, to get lost in the noise of the city.

It's been 4 months since we got officially boyfriends. We told the others and guess who was the only one not happy? 

Just him, Hyunjin. I'm sure he has a crush on Minho and I'm so unsure of myself that I'm terrified he'll take him away from me.

Can you imagine being in the same group with the love of your life and his new boyfriend?

I shiver and feel sorry for Hyunjin. I hope I'm wrong or it would mean he's suffering like hell seeing us together all the time. 

But shit, Minho is mine.

There's been a bit of tension between us lately, as the optimistic boost of the beginning has passed and we're trying to get used to keeping our relationship a secret. And, contrary to expectations, he seems to be the one who suffers the most.

Whenever he can, during shows or concerts, he tries to stay away from me. He says he can hardly resist kissing me if we are close.

But it hurts so much. 

I just wish we could kiss, like any other couple, cuddle, take care of each other, even outside of the damn dorm.

I've been walking for an indefinite time and my legs are starting to hurt. I think I want to go home and curl up in my bed and cry, but I remember that he's in my room. He now lives with me, he has almost all his things there.

So I sigh, my eyes itch but i'm still too angry to cry, and I walk towards his dorm, hoping to sleep in his empty room.

«Hey, honey» Felix greets me.

«Hi, Ji!» Jeongin says, without taking his eyes off the screen. They are playing.

«Hi, guys»

Felix notices my sad tone and looks at me: «Are you okay?» his hands continue to press buttons on the joystick with a noise that at the moment I find annoying.

I shake my head and with a wave of my hand I let him know that I don't want to talk about it for now.

I lock myself in Minho's room, sinking into his sheets. I miss him already and finally feel the tears wet my face. 

We will solve this too, I know we will.

But in the meantime it hurts.

I fall asleep without having dinner, with clothes and socks on and a wet face.

I wake up the next morning with the voice of Felix calling me: we have an interview today so he doesn't want me to be late. 

I blink, wondering why my phone hasn't rang yet. I'm sure I set my alarm yesterday morning.