Maybe This Time // Minsung

90. You Never Told Me Anything🍃

After that day, dad had started being weird with me.

It's not like I knew that he heard what I said. I had no idea at all at that point.

I was helping him clean up after dinner as Mom went to check on Jihwan. He had left the table to go to the bathroom.

I was handed a plate to dry off. We stayed quiet.

I wanted to ask him why he was so off with me lately. We were always chatty with one another but it stopped.

"How's work?" I decided to start a conversation completely fed up of the silence between us. Dad glanced at me "Good" He said. "As always"

Blunt... Okay.

Then I will be too.

"Oh I was only asking cause you seem quiet lately" I shrugged putting away a few plates. My dad stopped what he was doing. "Are you making a joke about something?" He asked.

I furrowed my brows "No?" I replied. "I'm just wondering why you're not really talking to me"

"I have been talking to you"

"But you seem off" I sighed. "I don't remember doing anything wrong but if I did I'm sorry" I shrugged. I finished putting away the plates and placed down the towel in my hand onto the counter top.

"How are things with Gaeun?" My dad asked out of nowhere. I tried to come up with an answer. "We're fine? She kinda hangs out with her own friends now" I explained.

"Right" My dad looked down. He let out a sigh. "Are you okay?" I asked. He walked out of the room.

Leaving me there, confused.

Mom came back into the kitchen and smiled. "Alright sweet?" She asked. I nodded my head "Here, I'll finish this" She smiled. "You go mind your brother, he won't come out of the bathroom"

I nodded and left the room to find Jihwan.

I walked up the stairs and knocked on the door to the bathroom. If he still hadn't come out of the room yet, I'd need to force him out.

I pulled on the handle and saw it was locked "Are you still in there?" I asked annoyed. I got no reply. "Hyung, I need to pee, open the door" I knocked again. "I waited long enough, toilet hogger!"

"Just one... Second..." His voice was panicky and brief. I knocked on the door again and finally it opened.

Jihwan stood there, sweating. Or maybe he had a shower but he still had his clothes on. His hair wasn't fully wet either.. Just damp. I looked him up and down.

"What the fuck were you doing-" He walked past me, hitting against my shoulder. He then cursed and fell to the floor.

I turned around in a panic to help him up. "Yah!" I exclaimed as I watched Jihwan hold his shoulder that clashed with mine. This wasn't normal.

Then once I got closer the smallest sent of vomit was present. I furrowed my brows. "Hyung..." I mumbled.

He got himself off the floor. I watched as his fragile figure barely managed to do so.

"Did you... Get sick?" I asked. He was breathing heavily from doing just a simple thing of standing up.

He looked at me before stumbling into his room. I followed. "Hyung" I said again.

He wasn't listening.

"Hyung" I called again but he just ignored me. "Fucks sake!" I exclaimed. "Jihwan" I dropped all formalities. That got his attention.

"Jisung get out. I'm fine, I just didn't feel well" He said coldly. He didn't like this topic of conversation but I was driven with worry to give out.

"It's always I'm fine Jisung, don't worry Jisung, it's nothing Jisung- when everyday you're fucking coughing, hurting yourself and now throwing up!?" I ranted with anger. Jihwan only looked at me.

"But that's nothing new" I folded my arms. "You never told me anything" I felt tears in my eyes. "Is this just another thing to add to the list?"

"Jisung" Jihwan sighed. "Do you know what it's like to wake up on a random morning and hear your brother is gone off somewhere and you won't see him for months!?" I asked.

All the worry really got me going. It just topped off all the pent up emotions I had against my brother to spill uncontrollably.

"Did you ever  sit and think about us when you decided to sell your life to a bunch of murderers!? Did you ever think about me when you promised so many trips together from when I was small that we never got to do!?"

"Jisung!" He said again but I wasn't finished.

"You're so fucking dumb, and to think I wanted to be like you. To even think I went and joined the VA for you out of anger but never once did I think, maybe he did all this for himself and not for his family-"

"Han Jisung" I stopped now. Jihwan looked way more calmer than I thought he would. Even after I gave out to him.

"I'm sick okay!" He said. Now I was the one driven silent. "I can't eat anything, my stomach won't hold it" He began. "I have an uncontrollable cough because of how weak I've become" He continued.

"I can't even do simple things by myself anymore without it hurting" He finalised. "Look, I'm sorry if I never tell you things about me" He sighed. "I just don't want you to see the world in the way I did in that prison... Especially when you're with Minho"

I furrowed my brows. "What does Minho have to do with this?" I asked. Jihwan looked down at his lap. "Sit down first" I followed what he said.

"Tell me" I demanded plainly. Jihwan looked at me tiredly. "I know Minho is Criesonian" He said.

For a split second my entire brain started to go into panic mode. "What..."I could bearly even speak.

Jihwan looked away again. "I don't have a problem with that... I can't anyway, he makes you happy that's what matters"

"But... His dad"

I had a small smile on my face before he said this. "What about him?" I asked. I wasnt fond of Minho's dad either. Even Minho wasn't.

"His dad was the guard of my cell block, the head officer..." He mumbled. "So... You're like this because..."

"Of him?" Jihwan cut in. "He called the shots so... Mostly yeah"

My blood boiled. And to think I acted Criesonian for that man when he was practically killing my brother.

I'm a hypocrite to think that. I can't just deny I killed people even though it was all through manipulation by Yejoon.

"Jisung" Jihwan brought me out of my thoughts. "Don't do anything stupid" He warned. He must have known what I was thinking.

"And let him get away with this!?"

"That's your boyfriends father Jisung" He interjected. "You can't just let him get away with things easily"

I got up. "I'm... Going to my room..." I mumbled before leaving..

I had to call minho.

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