Romeo and Juliet [Minsung]

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Love sure came in unexpected ways, some grew to love eachother but the painful part of Minsungs story was that they fell in love by staring at eachother through curtain cracks, without a word shared, seeing eachother at school. Or watching the other in ways that no one knew. Wordlessly they found a reason to fall for the other. Jisung vividly remembered he was very fond of Minho around of 12 years ago, when he was 12 the older would always come home. It all started then, he fell for Minho, Felix and he used to be best friends but something happened and Chan started hating him. 10 years later and the hatred never changed. But Jisung's crush turned into love, he's been in love with the older boy so much that it fed on his sanity. There was a time when Hyunjin wanted to have a relationship with him. Perhaps friends with benefits but Jisung couldn't understand how best friend's try out their first times for fun when he's preserving his for Minho and if he's never destined for the older he'd die a virgin. Now Hyunjin was in love with Felix, finally found his forever.

"Sungie you'll go crazy if this continues. If you want to kiss him then fucking do it. If Chan tries to hurt you or Minho he'd have to walk past me." Hyunjin had added, it made Jisung feel a little better but he didn't want Hyunjin to get hurt because of him.

"F-Felix would be sad." Jisung tried to cheer up the mood.

"He won't. He loves Changbin. First I thought you were stupid that you so bent on Minho for years. But I realized some people just love one person and I've been in love with Lix since highschool, I'm sorry I asked you weird friends with benefits stuff.....I was being a fool. Years have gone by, you're still in love with Minho. I'm in love with Lix and he's in love with Changbin. Funny isn't it? Non of our stories are happy?" Hyunjin sighed chuckling, he wanted to cry but what's the point anyways. They sighed getting up from where they were and went back into the theatre.

"Can you guys get a little closer?" Momo sighed massaging her temples, "This Romeo and Juliet not some weird crime story. Get closer!" She slammed her writing board on the table.

"I can't do it Momo." Minho sighed backing away from Jisung.

"Stop whining. Jisung is an innocent pudding, you love pudding. Just peck his lips and done!!" Momo was practically begging them to do it because they were on the fist line for the competitions next month and the film too.

The younger boy bit his lips, he hung his head down afraid he might end up crying. He stumbled to get his bag and just ran out, thankfully they weren't in costumes today. He let himself get as far away as he possibly can before he slid down the nearest wall sobbing into his arms. Minho hated him, he so openly hated him. Or so Jisung assumed. It hurt, it was only barely a week but it were as if he had a dagger pushed into his heart and everytime Minho was being mean it turned and twisted to make Jisung bleed.

When he went home exhausted, he stood by the window, hoping that one day Minho would care. Perhaps he'd sneak a peek at him, maybe Chan hated him but why did the older hate poor Jisung? He never did nothing wrong but love him.

"Dinner is ready sweetie!." He heard his mother at his door, was he staring at Minho's window for hours? The sky was no longer blue it shaded into a soft purple now.

He hadn't eating in days, he was mentally down, a over protective brother and a a love that was close yet so far from his reach. He pulled his shirt over his torso still staring at those closed windows that hadn't opened in years. Little did he know that Minho sat at his window, his knees hugged close to his chest.

Minho had always been a sickly child, he had been in and out of the hospital for years yet non of those hurt as much as not having Jisung in his arms. He had a brewing tumour, the doctors were afraid to do the surgery because of they get into it they cannot guarantee that Minho would make it. If Jisung knew this he'd certainly loose his mind but the older was certain he'd live, he'd live for Jisung.

Morning came too soon, she always did unfortunately for Jisung. He pulled his frail body out of bed as he showered and pulled on clothes because he had to. The monotonous life disgusted him, to pretend he wasn't in love with Minho, to pretend he hated him. He's read multiple stories, even in Bad Buddy Series they fell in love and were together. But in MarkHyuck Haechan dies at childbirth............

"Will I die too?" Jisung wondered but that was far from happening when Minho wouldn't even kiss him.

"Honey you look sick. Should you go to school?" His mother felt his temperature, worried for her baby son.

"You've got a hot son Mommy. Bye!!" Jisung managed a giggle but he wished that someone would see through him. They'd see how love was ruining his living, if only he could find comfort Minho. Like he's always wanted.

"Minho! Take your lunch you big idiot!!" Mrs Lee screamed from her kitchen window.

"Send it through Lix! I have practice!!" Minho screamed back as he collided into mindless Jisung stumbling on the pavement with dazed eyes. There wasn't a cliché kiss when Jisung fell on his butt with Minho on him. Instead it was Chan who yanked the purple haired male ready to punch the living daylights off of him.

"Chan it was an accident!" Jisung got in-between them as he got punched on the face instead. Minho held his waist horrified at what just happened but the younger pushed his arm away.
"Are you crazy?! Mistakes happen!"