after somehow calming jisung down and telling the boy that he'll discharge himself, minho was now at the registration to leave the hospital. and he had also told jisung that he'd be coming to his house just incase the boy might do anything stupid.
even though he didn't want to worry or make himself get involved with jisung, he couldn't help the responsibility that came with jisung coming to him about his problems these days. he didn't want to be the reason of why jisung isn't stable when he reached out to him for help.
he sighed upon looking at the messages jisung had sent even after cutting the call, saying he felt sane with his thoughts when he was talking with him instead of spacing out. and even though minho wasn't replying and just reading his messages, the boy still kept saying random stuff to him which he probably wasn't even properly thinking about.
at one point he had started spamming minho to not come to his apartment because he felt embarrassed of his current state but it wasn't like minho was going to listen.
and now that he was finally out of the hospital, he felt sort of sad because having rested only for two days had brought him great peace. he had to go back to work soon or else he wouldn't have enough money to run a living.
grabbing a taxi the second he stepped out of the building, he was on his way to jisung's apartment now. he didn't know what he was going to do or say to the boy but at least he could be there for him.
minho let out a groan when he suddenly realized that his mother had also texted him asking about his well being and he hadn't responded to her at all, leaving her worried for absolutely no reason. well there was a reason, but minho would rather not tell.
after quickly giving her a detailed response with a bunch of lies, he closed his eyes for a second.
he truly didn't know what he was going to do by helping jisung. the idea of just letting jisung be was very tempting, but very terrible at the same time.
he was stuck on the fact that it he might even be jisung's last contacted person, and he did not want to live with that feeling all over again.
one person dying because of him was enough. the guilt had always been there, but the more he was reminded of it, it led him to insanity. and he did not want that happening when he had finally found a peace of his mind from that very person.
minho spent the rest of the 20 minute ride just staring out of the window and thinking of how to comfort jisung instead of leading him to feel like dying more.
maybe he didn't want to be confronted with such an issue at all. maybe he'd rather die himself than failing to save someone again. but all he could do was walk towards jisung's apartment and stare at it.
there was no going back now, and he knew it. he had to let himself in and let jisung into his life as well. he needed to do it or else he didn't know if there would be any sane part left in him.
after ringing the door bell, all he did was wait for jisung to open the door even though he knew the pincode of the apartment.
he didn't want to seem like an intruder and scare jisung.
and a few seconds passed by when a very terrible looking small boy had opened the door, staring up tiredly at the person at his doorstep.
minho had to stop himself from gasping. even though he knew what jisung was feeling fairly well, after seeing his state he wasn't so sure if he did know. the only thing that stayed properly was probably jisung's clothes. and that too, were the clothes he had worn yesterday when he came to visit the older.
even his hair weren't in the best condition, minho didn't even want to address his eyes.
it had made his heart ache for a few seconds and he had contemplated if he should hug the messed up boy or not.
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guilty conscience | minsung
Fanfiction(rewriting / no major or plot changes) it was the illusiveness about him that minho noticed first, the creeping dread and realization he got whenever he was under his eyes. it didn't feel safe, and minho shouldn't have gotten involved in the first p...