Not made for me - Minsung

Chapter 17

When Jisung woke up, he was cuddling Minho tightly. He smelled the sweet scent that emanated from him, making his day already brighter and decided to escape from his embrace. He needed to go to the bathroom and the grip Minho had on him wasn't helping.

He got up, running to the bathroom.

As he was going to leave the bathroom, he stood up in front of the mirror, staring at it for some time.

'You're delusional' He heard, making his heart drop slightly.

He sighed, knowing he shouldn't think about it right now, and left going back to Minho's room.

"You left" Minho muttered, his voice still sleepy

"I needed to go to the bathroom" Jisung said, giggling at the cuteness of the boy. He had a hard time opening his eyes and his hair was going everywhere.

"Mmh" He responded, Jisung not understanding any of it.

"Wake up sleeping beauty" Jisung said as he sat down on the bed, shaking him slightly.

"Mmh okay" Minho responded, slowly getting up, his mind still not clear. Jisung chuckled again, finding the sight endearing.

An hour later, Minho had woken up. They were eating their breakfast, along with Aeri.

"You're cheesecake is really the best one Aeri" Jisung said

"You can bring the rest back honey" She said

"Oh no, it's okay"

"No one would eat it here. Take it" She assured, Jisung smiling and bowing at her in gratefulness.

"Now that we're ready, we'll go back to Seoul" Minho said, picking his things up

"I hate when you leave" Aeri said, pouting

"I'll come back soon, kiss dad for me" Minho responded, hugging his mother and nudging her a bit

"Bring Jisung next time, he's a way better visitor" She said, narrowing her eyes at him. And Minho chuckled, he agreed with her.

"What does that mean" Jisung said, purely confused

"She's talking about my ex, she doesn't like her" He explained as he picked up his jacket and his helmet

"She's ungrateful. I like you, Jisung" She said, turning to Jisung and flashing him a smile.

Jisung smiled embarrassingly. She was kinda insinuating that Jisung was some boyfriend to Minho, which wasn't the case. He chuckled awkwardly and picked up his helmet, saying Aeri goodbye and following Minho.

The ride was long, and they arrived pretty late.

Jisung was a bit out of it, it felt so strange to feel welcomed in a family, to live with such deep emotions and affection, that confused him. But what did flash back through his mind, was the sentence from this morning. 

He couldn't be delusional. That wasn't his world, and could never be.

They arrived at Jisung's doorstep and Jisung bid him goodbye, thanking him endlessly for everything he did to him. But as he was ready to close his door, he felt something.

Minho stayed at Jisung's doorstep, grabbing his arm as Jisung turned to him

"Jisung" He said, watching the ground "You know..."

Minho was blinking a lot, thinking hard about what he wanted to say. He didn't know how to say it, but he needed to get the words out of his mouth. Jisung stared at him in confusion. He had never seen Minho that stressed.

"Tell me Min" He comforted

"I like you" Minho blurted out, making Jisung's blood freeze.

That wasn't what he was expecting. And he didn't want to hear it.

"Minho..." He said, knowing that he couldn't accept it.

"I really do, I like you. I want to be with you" Minho almost begged.

He knew there was some special connection between the two of them. He knew Jisung did feel something from him, and he couldn't bear with the fact that Jisung wasn't his.

"Minho... I can't..." Jisung said, his voice wavering. "I trust you, more than anyone else, but I can't... This is far out of my possibilities... I want you to be happy Minho" He explained, his eyes watering.

"I'll be happy with you" Minho let out, feeling the wave of sadness slowly engulfing his whole "I'm not saying this regarding the two of us, but Ji, you're free, you're free from them, you can live your own life. With me or anyone else, you can be happy" Minho tried to explain through the pain flashing in his heart.

"No you won't be happy... Because I won't be able to make you .. I can't stop them ... I'm sorry..." Jisung didn't know how to say it. It was already painful enough to have to reject Minho, but what was harder was the hurt look that was painted on the boy's face. The sight breaking his heart.

Silence.

Minho wasn't answering, he was staring at him, trying to find the words that were stuck in his throat.

"You don't have to be sorry, it's okay" Minho said, smiling at him to reassure him, but Jisung could see how the smile wasn't sincere.

"Let's stop fooling around... I cannot play with your feelings anymore" Jisung said, looking away from him. He couldn't dare to watch him in the eyes after breaking his heart, and his own along with it.

"Yes, of course." Minho nodded, gulping back his tears "We stay friends, right?" He asked, hope flooding through the tone of his voice

"Yes, friends" Jisung said, his voice above a whisper. Minho nodded.

"Bye Jisung, please take care" Minho said, almost approaching him to kiss him, but then realizing what had just happened. He shook his head, chuckling bitterly.

Minho left, tears falling one by one from his eyes. He felt like getting stabbed repeatedly in the stomach, all the butterflies burning one by one, just leaving the ashes in Minho's throat.

Oh how it hurts.