Romeo and Juliet [Minsung]

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"Jisung your nose is bleeding." Mrs Han gave him a few tissues. He had been sitting on his window staring into nothing for four hours. He looked up at her then touched his nose and yes, dark red liquid was seen between his finger tips. "Honey is everything okay?" She patted his sunken cheeks.

"I love him Mommy. I love Minho so much. Today........Today he.....he stopped breathing and turned all blue. Felix or Changbin didn't think it was necessary to explain to me why he was like that. I thought and thought and understood that..........it wasn't important enough to know. I should have died when I was fifteen, that way it would have hurt less. Wouldn't it Ma?" Jisung was visibly shivering, he was a depressed child after of course Chan turned into a monster. She missed her goofy idiot of a son so much. She's seen him in a drowned bathtub, she's been there when he starved himself and almost died, when he tried to save Minho's cat and got into an accident. She always pulled him back from a few steps before the jaws of death.

"Baby........I know you love him darling but killing yourself isn't going to justify anything. Minho must have gone into a panick attack or something. Don't get into conclusions, he'll take his life too if you did. I know Maggie suffers because of Tom and your situation is similar yet she lived and I want you to." She caressed his face kissing his forehead with teary eyes.

"It hurts......it hurts so much. I can't breath and my heart feels so numb. He kisses me like he's crazy in love with me but the very next second he's back to being cold." Jisung started weeping, as his mother wrapped her arms around him tightly.

Minho was unconscious for 8 days straight alarming his doctor. They were informed if this persists they'd loose Minho sooner even before the surgery. Jisung fell apart, he barely ate and now he was having an argument with Chan because he tried to ring the calling bell of the Lee's.

"Let me go!" Jisung snarled when Chan dragged him home. "Why the fuck are you still her?! Move out for fucks sake!!" He screamed at the older boy.

"Don't you dare use that tone or language with me Jisung.!" Chan held Jisung's jaw harshly making him whimper. "What part of stay away from Minho don't you fucking understand?!" He slapped Jisung, the impact shoving the boy on the hard gravel. Mrs Lee was quick enough to come save her baby son from their insane older son.

"Chan you're crossing your line. His parents are alive you need not behave like a motherfucking parent to him. If you use vulgar language then so will I. Get your ass into your room and leave Jisung alone!" She screamed.

That was when Minho was brought home in a wheelchair, Jisung didn't hear much but when he saw Minho at the door he locked gazes with him. The older frowned at the red palm imprint on his chubby cheek. Chan scoffed walking inside as Mrs Han patted the beautiful boy.

"Go. See him." She whispered softly with a smile.

By that time Minho had gone to his room because he didn't have strength to stand. Jisung nervously stood at Lee's door as Mrs Lee opened the door to him. She smiled letting him inside.

"His room is on the left. Fifth door. I'll make you something to drink and for your cheek." She patted his shoulder as Jisung waddled through the once familiar hallways, the smell reminded him of a home he's missed forever. He knocked on the door.

"Fuck off Felix!" Minho groaned from inside.

"Hyung?" Jisung pouted looking down at his feet. He had on red shorts and a white enormous t-shirt that fell onto his mid plush thighs.

"Fuck off Jisung!" Minho lied even though his heart skipped 10000 beats in a second.

"Hyung-ah please let me in." Jisung whined, Minho could already imagine his lower plump lip quivering at his own feet. "Min please. I-I want to see you. Please." He feverishly placed at arm on Minho's wooden room door.

"I don't want to see you." Minho screamed making Jisung flinch.

"Please please let me in. Please." He hated it that Jisung was crying just yards away from him grasp. Why was he pushing Jisung away?was he so concerned of what Chan thought and ignored his first only true loves feelings? His most probably first and last love Han Jisung?

With the little strength he had he slipped off his bed, taking small steps to his door. His eyes were shady but he managed to pull the lock open Ashe opened to reveal Jisung with a swollen left cheek. He wiped his tears with the back of his arms.

"You.......You are so fucking stubborn Han Jisung." Minho yanked his neck by Jisung's nape as he smashed their lips together, one of his arm hold the door frame for support. When they pulled away he pulled him inside his room. "If you're going to stand like an awkward chipmunk then get out, if you really like me then........." He patted the empty side of his bed and looked away. Jisung bit his lips blushing shyly as he waddled to the bed.

"You're shirtless." He added sitting on the edge of the bed. Minho chuckled tiredly as he lent his arm for Jisung to take, the you get shyly reluctantly slipped his arm into Minho's.

"I'm..........I'm never letting you go from today." Minho mumbled lacing their fingers as he pulled Jisung closer to him. The younger couldn't believe his ears, was Minho really going to? Or was this all a day dream dressed like a nightmare like Taylor swift says?" My Hannie..........Mine." The older took their entwined arms, his lips pressed on Jisung's arm as his other arm wrapped around Jisung's waist. The younger watched the love of his life fall asleep next to him.