Romeo and Juliet [Minsung]

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Minho woke up with a terrible headache, he was so sick that morning he barely could see Felix waking him up for university. He held his brothers small arm squeezing his eyes shut tight. Felix tilted his head to a side worried, he was about to scream for their mother when the older went into a seizure. For the first time Jisung woke to Felix's loud deep voice screaming, he jolted up as he slammed open his window but saw nothing from his view.

There definitely was something happening, Felix was loud yet he'd never scream unless necessary. Jisung sighed as he turned to go to the bathroom when the Lee's front door opened and Mr Lee carried a limp Minho to his car.  Poor Jisung didn't see that instead he got ready for the day. When he reached the university buildings he sighed not seeing Minho at the theatre since they were supposed to start filming.

"Minho won't be here today. Felix just texted he's busy with personal reasons. So Jisung's you're off for the day okay?" Momo had explained patting Jisung on the shoulder.

Jisung had to admit that he missed Minho so much it was eating him alive, he's never missed a school day nor a lecture because that's the only way he could see Minho without having to hide. He wanted to cry but he couldn't he felt sick to the bones. He dragged his weak body home and saw his mother in the kitchen.

"Mommy? Do you think I'd get pregnant?" He lent on the kitchen counter. The female version of Han giggled shaking her head at his sweet nonsense but nevertheless decided to reply.

"I don't know but if you do let's keep it a secret yeah? Or Chan would kill the boy who touched you." She ruffled his hair fondly.

"I hate him. I fucking hate him." Jisung bit back his sob's he hated Chan for being the reason he couldn't be with Minho.

"I understand. He's been unnecessarily over productive over you. But son you should know that I'd support you either way okay Mommy's baby? Just......be safe if you ever chose the risky path in life. Hmm?" She kissed his forehead as he hugged her tightly, burying his face in her chest.

"I-I......I love you Mommy." He whispered.

Meanwhile Minho was leaning on his bed, weak, blue and half blinded by pain. Changbin sat next to him with a crying Felix hidden away in Mrs Lee's arms. The older had to go under surgery or they'd loose him sooner than they assumed.

"I.....I want to see him Binnie." Minho clawed at his best friend so only he could hear.

"Hyung you won't be discharged until end of this week." Changbin sighed, but he also knew Minho started his day by seeing Jisung. It made him feel a little better.

"I need.......to see him." Minho scrunched his nose.

"The surgery is a day after Minho's birthday. Unfortunately there's so many people who are lined up for surgery and the earliest I could squeeze in a date was the 26th of October so please take care of yourself until then. You aren't critical but if you don't take this to heart we'll loose you Minho." Mr Choi told the sick boy on the bed who nodded slowly. Of course he'd live to see Jisung. He had to.

It was after a week when Minho was driven home from the hospital, he prayed he'd see Jisung and God let him even though he was an atheist. Jisung was in shorts, a big pink sweater with paws as he sat outside his house gates like a kicked homeless chipmunk. The second those doe eyes met his, he stood up not giving a fuck about Chan he ran into Minho's arms hugging him tightly around the waist.

"W-Where w-were you? What happened? I was S-So worried." Jisung stammered, Minho wasn't in the strength to push Jisung away and he missed him too. Alot. So he just stood their staring into space.

"Do you want to get me killed? The fuck do you want? Why do you even fucking care! Just go to hell or something and leave me alone for god sake Jisung I hate you and you're whole fucking family!" Minho pushed Jisung away shocking his mother and brother, most importantly his father. Jisung stumbled away, embarrassed, humiliated and hurt. He was so hurt he didn't cry he just ran away the opposite direction of their houses.

Jisung ran into Hyunjin's studio, he stumbled, dropped canvases that Hyunjin spent hours upon. He crashed into the older boys arms as he slipped down with the blonde. Hyunjin was furious for his hours of hard work and back pain was ruined on the floor messed with paint. But he could paint a thousand other portraits of Felix yet if Jisung died he'd be lost forever.

"Hey Sungie darling. You can cry as much as you want. Hmm? Let's move to the bed and cuddle." Hyunjin was never the person who'd pick at you until you told him the reason for the crying. He was that best friend who'd sit with you for hours until you finally open up or if you didn't he'd still be there.

That night when Jisung fell asleep beside Hyunjin with tear stain eyes, curled like a ball, the tall blonde boy wanted to literally smash Minho's head on a wall for hurting Jisung so much. Why was he such a fucking coward?! That's when Felix called him to check if Jisung was with him.

"Sungie isn't here with me. Why? Did something happen?" He lied, he suddenly felt the urge to hate Felix too. But he couldn't.

"Jinnie please don't lie." Felix pleaded.

"First don't call me Jinnie. We aren't close, second Jisung isn't here. So don't fucking bother to act like any of you fucking care about him." He snapped at Felix, something he'd never done in his life.