GUMIHO | HyunSung [MAJOR EDITING]

9

Jisung woke up. Which usually wouldn't bother him. He loved a good rest on the weekends. School was indeed tiring. Jisung was supposed to do his part time job at Gongcha. In the outlet. Where he made delicious bubble tea for those who enjoyed it!

Jisung panicked, searching for his phone, it was in his pocket and saw a message by one of his co-workers, Wooyoung, who also went to the same school as him.

Wooyoung had taken his place because Minho had informed in on what happened and didn't want Jisung to get even more sick.

Jisung smiled at his friends both genuine concern for his health.

The cat meowed and jumped right onto Jisung's lap.

"Hello kitty~" Jisung said in a singsong voice. Jisung gave the cat a gentle hug, Jisung wasn't sure if he was okay or anything was okay at this point. When he looked at Soonie, it reminded him of Doongie. Oh the poor cat. It probably has PTSD, all because of him.

Half of the night with thoughts of Goblins and Gumihos. He knew stories about how beautiful  gumiho women would lure men into her gaze and charming words before ripping out their liver, eating it all up, leaving the lifeless soul slowly to enter the after life. It sent shivers down his spine. They should only supposed to be in fairy-tales and books not almost being choked to death by one.

Jisung tried to convince himself last night was had been a extremely vivid hallucination. Maybe he had consumed a drug by accident?

Jisung thought for a moment, is he sick?

But he knew this wasn't a dream, it was real. There was a big purple bruise on his temple when he made contact with other boys head on his. And there was a  smaller, blue bruise on his cheek from where the object that came out of him hit. His fingers still tingled from it. Like it had damaged his nerves in his hands. Or sucked his energy out of him.

Oh my god, did the Gumiho just trick him into taking some gi?

But Gumiho's are only girls, right?

Jisung was confused. He was confused. He didn't know what to do.

The door swang open with a bang. Minho all dressed and ready, holding a glass of water.

"Your wake, here you go." Minho squatted down, handing over the glass. Minho saw how Jisung's hands were still trembling, so he guide Jisung who was currently devouring the water.

Jisung licked around his lips.

"Thank you, Hyung."

"Of course." Minho placed the glass afar.

"Are you okay? Y'know from last night?" Minho whispered, frowning. Taking a place on the fluffy, old floor next to him. Jisung wanted to cry, rant, vent becuase he trusted Minho and loved him, but...

The threat ran through his head.

"Make sure I don't regret and kill you. You tell nobody about nothing tonight, what you heard and what you saw.""

Jisung gulped.

"I don't remember. It was all blurry. I don't know. I don't know!" Jisung let out a frustrated rant that he could without saying anything of last night.

"Its okay, Sung. Do you think if me, you,  Lix, Seungmin and Jeongin go out for a ice cream date you can remember?"

Jisung smiled. A dessert and ice cream cafe!

"Yes." Jisung let out his gummy smile. Eager like a child.

"You can wear some of my clothes and put use some of my makeup for your neck and cheeks. Then you can go back home, I'll bring your clothes on Sunday."