Broken (MinSung 18+)

Chapter 31

A/N: Your regularly scheduled angst train is about to the enter station. Thank you for riding the "Broken" express through the fluff region, and we hope the path to your next destination isn't too bumpy.

TW: Slight angst, light mentions of violence.

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"Wait, so... why did all of you get me those gifts? It's not like my birthday or anything." Jisung asked, as everyone but Felix and Minho sat at the table while Jisung made breakfast.

That morning, when he had woken up, he was told that the two of them had left really early without much of an explanation. Chan showed Jisung the only text he had received from Felix.

Lovey 💕 ☀️

Our bitch of a boss woke me up.
Gotta go out.
If you don't cuddle me back to
sleep when I get back
I'm breaking up with you 😚

Be safe.
Or I'll break up with you first. 🥰

Jisung didn't question it, considering how Felix pretty consistently drove everyone around. But he chuckled to himself when he thought of Felix's pout over missing the crepes he had made for breakfast, so he made a plate for the two missing members, as well.

"You've been here forever and we hadn't really done anything for you, when it feels like you do a lot for us," Jeongin said, looking up at Jisung from his spot at the table.

"Minho texted us yesterday and said he wanted to have a piano delivered, and if anyone was home- to help get it upstairs before you got home. Then it was the guitars. Then Felix suggested a computer, and Hyunjin suggested the 'music-y lightboard,' I suggested the mic, Seungmin said soundproofing, and so forth. Then we all decided to send the boss money and pitch in, wanting to be a part of it." Chan chimed in, proudly.

Jisung took a deep breath and felt a general sense of gratefulness and care for his friends "Well, honestly... thank you guys. I still don't even really know what to say."

"You can say you'll make more strawberry-lemon muffins soon." Seungmin stared blankly, diving into the crepes Jisung had just set down. "Or... more crepes. These are delicious."

Changbin shook his head, chuckling quietly. "We didn't do it so you'll feel obligated to continue cooking and baking, or taking care of us."

"I did." Seungmin continued, now looking and smiling at Jisung brightly through his mouth full.

The rest of the morning went by peacefully, as Hyunjin offered to be on cleanup duty. Jisung rarely ever had to clean dishes, because the group was eager to help in any way they could.

When Felix finally arrived home with Minho, he immediately took his shoes off and ran into the living room to see everyone except Jisung. He pouted and yelled for his best friend, screaming "BABY QUOKKAAA," to no avail.

He continued pouting as he stomped upstairs, ignoring a smiling, albeit flabbergasted, Chan- and went straight to Jisung's room. His pout quickly faded and he opted not to knock on the door, but just open it slightly, as he heard the faint tones of a melodic voice from the other side.

He had cracked the door to hear Jisung singing, watching him sway on the piano with headphones on. He stopped to write something down on a notepad, fidget with a few keys, write more, and then go back to playing and singing. Felix turned to look over the rail at everyone as if to say "Are you guys hearing this," with just his wide eyes and opened mouth.