Lee Minho One Shot Book (SKZ)

Thank you, for setting me free...-Minsung

Trigger warning
This part contains mentions of suicide and is also a bl
If you are uncomfortable with any of the topics mentioned above, feel free to skip
Thank you💖

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“What are you doing....?” Minho asked Jisung as the latter placed a gun in the older’s hand while he was trembling like a sheet of paper kept in the open wind.

“Hyung....I can't go on anymore... ” Jisung let out as more tears ran down his sunken cheeks.

Minho couldn't believe how they ended up in this situation. Just a few hours ago Jisung seemed to be so happy while he played video games along with Felix. And now here they were, out in a field god knows where, the rain showing no mercy at the two standing below the raging sky.

“Jisung....what do you mean? What is the meaning of this?” Minho wanted this to be a nightmare. He didn't want to believe that the person who acted like the bright rays of the sun for him had such a huge thunderstorm in his own head.

“Hyung....please...shoot me.” Jisung said and Minho's heart dropped.

What?!

“Are you crazy Jisung?! No way! What happened? Please talk to me, I know we can work it out.” Minho tried convincing the younger but Jisung had no will to listen or even acknowledge the caring words. He wanted this life to be over. He was done.

I am a burden on everyone. Jeongin rarely ever talks to me, Seungmin always says he hates me, Felix although he smiles, it is clear as day it is fake. Hyunjin and I have never been on good terms. Changbin hyung is beginning to get tired of me and Chan hyung simply refuses to even acknowledge my presence. Minho hyung is the only one who ever truly cared and smiled for me. Maybe, just maybe, he might be able to understand me and finally set me free...

“Hyung, I am not crazy, I am done.” Jisung replied shortly.

“Done with what Jisung? Tell me.” Minho said, his voice laced with desperation as his hands subconsciously clutched the gun tighter.

“With this life hyung! I am nothing but a burden! Everyone back at home, if I can call it my home, hates me. They only put up with me cause they are decent humans.” Jisung yelled out, his voice turning hoarse as he strained his voice. He began to sob loudly.

“But-” Minho wanted to retaliate but was cut off with a loud scream that left Jisung's mouth. His heart broke into a million pieces. He had seen Jisung suffer from many anxiety and panic attacks but it had never been this bad. He had never seen Jisung so broken and it he felt as if someone slashed his heart with a dagger while it was still in his chest. 

Minho was sent into a trance caused by intense grief. He looked around at the wilted flowers that lied lifelessly on the ground as the rain continued to splash on them, as if trying to wake them up but it was of no use.

What's the point of it raining now? No matter how much it rains, these plants are beyond the point of being saved. It is too late.

Minho's eyes widened. He once again looked the broken man who was down on his knees, crying and sobbing loudly as a realization dawned upon him.

It is too late to save him now....

“Jisung......I'll do it..” Minho said in a low voice, loud enough for Jisung to hear. The younger looked up at the older, eyes red and puffy from crying.

Jisung’s eyes went slightly wide as his heart shattered beyond repair. He saw, the strongest hyung he ever had, with tears streaming down his face, merging with the raindrops as his lower lip trembled like that of child.

“But, only one condition.” Minho continued as he helped the latter to his feet. He cupped Jisung’s face, letting the gun fall towards the ground and looked deeply into his eyes, trying to search for a small spark of hope that once again make him want to live.

I can't lose him. I cannot. He is my light, the only one who tried to get to know the real me. I can't lose you Sungie...

“What is it...hyung?” Jisung asked, he was scared that Minho might demand to die together with him. He couldn't let that happen.

This world deserves someone as kind, gentle, handsome and strong as Minho hyung, not a coward like me who needs someone else’s help, even to die.

“Please, forgive me for what I am about to do.”

Minho leaned in and captured Jisung’s lips in a tender yet desperate kiss. He was hesitant but it was really his last shot. The last thing he could do to convince Jisung to live, not for Jisung himself but for Minho. The older knew it was selfish of him and he hated every inch of himself for that, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

Jisung on the other hand was frozen solid when he felt the soft pair of lips on him. He could feel how desperate the older was and how not only his lips and hands, but his entire body was trembling. Jisung closed his eyes and returned the kiss, slowly and steadily as if he might hurt Minho with the slightest force.

The duo broke the kiss and the older immediately pulled the younger into a tight and warm embrace. A sob escaped his lips as he held onto the younger as if his life depended on jt.

“I love you Jisung, I love you too much to lose you. I can't! If I do, I know I will die. You helped me when I was desperate, you helped me when I was down, you helped me when I was at my worst, so why?! Why can't you allow me to help you? Do you think that little of me? Do you not know that I don't smile until I see your face? Do you now know, that if you are gone, there will be no light left in me? You are my light Sungie, please, don't....don't leave me....” Minho sobbed out, he had never cried like this, even when he was kid. He had never been this terrified of losing someone and now that he experienced it, he never wanted to feel this again. He never wanted it let go of his light, clinging desperately onto it, even if it meant that it might snap any moment and he can fall into the dark abyss right below the cliff from where he was hanging.

“Hyung, I-, I....” Jisung broke down again, he never knew that his hyung reciprocated his feelings. He always thought that the love between them was platonic from Minho's side but now, he knew. He held the older tightly. Now that he found a reason to go on, to keep fighting, he was determined to live. Not for himself, but for the sake of his hyung.

“Thank you hyung, for setting me free.”