Minho found it difficult to think the same of Jinki after Kibum had died. Jinki swore up and down that it was his fault anything had happened at all, he swore he would keep Minho safe if it killed him. Minho couldn't help but wonder if it would kill him.
Jinki did indeed become distant, but only for a few days. After that he went and attempted to get a job but the company they had worked for told him no. So he stayed holed up in the dorm, with Minho by his side. Minho wanted nothing else but to just leave, the entirety of Korea had been taken over by this virus. It was soon spread into China and even farther. Minho was watching the news one day when he saw a report about how the U.S. had been infected with the same virus but pretty much wiped it out by themselves, Minho immediately told Jinki.
"Jinki, why don't we just go to the U.S.?" Minho asked him but apparently Jinki wasn't hearing any of it.
"No." Jinki said and continued making the two food.
"Why not?"
"Because I said." This answer seemed to piss Minho off greatly.
"That's not a reason, and I'm not a child. I won't just back down when you say that." Minho said and felt his cheeks grow warm.
"You're right, you'll throw a fit and then proceed to act like a child until you get what you want." Jinki said and served Minho his food.
"Why are you like this Jinki? Why are you so mean?" Minho yelled and slammed his fist on the table.
"Don't raise your voice at me Minho." Jinki said and stared at Minho with a hateful look on his face.
"Then tell me why." Minho said with the same intensity as before.
"Well if you haven't noticed we are the only two people left, I have had to kill four people now by myself. I promised Taemin he would make it, he didn't. I really did think Jonghyun was going to pull through, once again he didn't. Kibum....I promised that I would keep him alive. I broke that promise. I've been a little stressed lately." Jinki said and Minho felt tears forming in his eyes.
"You still have me Jinki, yet you treat me like you don't want me here. Do you wish it was me instead of Kibum? Do you wish I had been shot on stage instead of Taemin?" By the end of that last sentence Minho was a mess, he was crying hard. Jinki just stared at him, not saying anything. Then Jinki did something rather unexpected, he fell to the floor and wept.
Minho looked at Jinki and knelt down to him. They sat like that on the floor for a while until Jinki pulled himself together, Minho on the other hand just went to the bathroom and lay in the empty bathtub, crying. He heard Jinki throw some things around and yell a bit, then he heard the front door slam closed. Minho was somewhat glad Jinki had left, he couldn't look at him. Jinki never answered him.
Minho got up and went to the kitchen, he stood there for a while to figure out what he was doing. He walked to a drawer and pulled out a knife, it was long and silver. The way it glistened in the light seemed to give Minho an ill feeling. At that moment he made a decision. Jinki hadn't answered his questions, meaning the answer was the one Minho feared most. Just the way Jinki looked at him showed he would rather look at someone else. Jinki acted like he would rather have Kibum to be next to, to make dinner, to love. Minho felt sick thinking about it but he knew it was true. Minho took the knife with him into the bathroom, he shut the door behind him.
The knife was in Minho's shaking hand, he gave it a long look before he brought it to his neck. He took a deep breath and pressed the cool metal to his skin and slid it across his neck, leaving a trail of deep red blood behind. The crimson blood dripped down his chest and soon stained his shirt, there was a lot of it. Minho brought the now red stained knife to his left wrist and slashed it, it seemed to bleed a lot faster than his neck. He passed the knife over to his weak left hand and slashed his right wrist the same way as his left. He began to grow dizzy and weak, he used the last amounts of strength he had to turn the faucet of the bathtub on and sit down in the filling tub. After it was full, he turned the water off and just lay there. Minho knew he was bleeding out, that's what he wanted. And you bet he knew that he was going to die. The warm water seemed to make him go numb so he didn't feel the pain of his cuts, soon his vision grew hazy.
Minho thought he heard the front door open and then close again, he heard someone who must've been Jinki. Minho looked at the closed door and then to the ceiling, he felt sleepy. He closed his eyes and smiled.
