The Blue Car [Minsung]

《 10 》

Jisung POV ••• ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ༄

Jisung sighed as he turned off his phone.

Felix was blowing it up with texts that ranged from asking about the car to random memes about kpop idols.

Example 1:

Example 2:

On a normal day, Jisung would've loved them, and would reply with lots of energy.

But today was not a normal day. Today, Jisung was too worried about losing Felix. He wanted to just ignore him so eventually Felix would stop texting him, but it hurt. He didn't want to lose Felix, especially since he cared about him too much.

Three knocks were heard outside of his room.

"Hey Ji," Chan called from outside the door. "Can you let me in?"

Jisung just let out a groan and rolled over, pulling his blanket over his head.

"Han Jisung open the door right now," Chan ordered.

"Yes Dad," Jisung said sarcastically, rolling his eyes as he got up to open the door.

"Wassup?" the younger asked, leaning against the door frame.

"What's wrong?" Chan asked, pushing past Jisung and into the room, sitting at his desk chair.

Jisung just shrugged, feigning confusion. "Nothing."

"Oh come on. I've tried calling you eight times in the past hour, and each one went straight to voicemail," Chan explained. "Tell me what's going on."

"I just...I- ugh it's nothing," Jisung stuttered out, trying to decide if he should tell Chan about his dilemma or not. He decided not to.

"Is it about the fan sign?" Chan guessed, leaning towards Jisung who was now sitting on his bed. "You don't have to worry about it, our manager will take care of all of it."

"No it's not that..." Jisung said, trailing off. "Well, I guess it does involve the fan sign. Just not in the way you're thinking."

Chan just looked at him, motioning for Jisung to continue.

"So I made some online friends through Instagram," Jisung started. "Three actually. Only one of them knows what I look like, but I'm afraid they're gonna hate me once they find out I lied to them about who I was. Especially since one of them is a really big 3racha fan and he's bound to find out who I am eventually. I've been trying to ghost them so they lose interest in talking to me, but none of them have stopped texting me, at least not yet. And it's making me really sad cause I don't want to lose them."

Chan just looked at him once he was finished, mulling over the newfound information.

"Well...I think ghosting them is a bad idea," Chan explained, "But I don't know what else you could do. Maybe just explain that stuff is coming up in your life, and that you can't talk to them as much anymore."

"Okay..." Jisung said softly. Chan's idea was better than just ghosting them, but it still was going to hurt.

He'd sleep over it and text Minho tomorrow once he was sure that's what he wanted to do.

He wasn't 100% on-board with the idea, but he knew he couldn't put it off indefinitely.

Jisung just wanted to make sure Minho understood everything first, since he didn't want to hurt or worry him.

Jisung cared for Minho, a little too much, and he didn't know why.

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fin du chapitre
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February 19, 2023

I have been listening to Halazia on repeat for the past hour and a half while writing this. I also watched the mv twice in a row.

I need help.

(hala-hala-hala-halazia
hala-hala-hala-halazia
hala-hala-hala-halazia
hala-hala-hala-halazia)

I also think my mom is becoming an Atiny, so that's pretty cool.