You understand me - Minsung

Chapter 41

Jisung was looking by the window, his music playing in his headphones as he tried to distract his mind as much as he could.

The train ride was long and he had to be patient enough, waiting to arrive at Gimpo without breaking down before.

He had asked Minho's parents his grandparent's address the day before, and immediately bought a ticket to go there and hopped on the first train, he wasn't waiting anymore.

His parents were grateful. They couldn't go because of their work, and wanted to wait for the next weekend to go, not knowing how to bear with the situation.

He felt his heart lighter when they announced that the train arrived at Gimpo.

After a lot of walk, he arrived in front of the said address, and he knocked at the door. What he supposed was Minho's grandmother opened the door, looking confused

"Yes?"

"Hello, I'm Minho's friend. I've been worried about him, is he there?" Jisung asked, his voice wavering.

"Uhm... Yes but..."

"But?"

"He's locked in a room upstairs" She said softly, trying to not worry Minho's friend

"What?" He asked, getting alarmed.

"He doesn't want to open the door"

"Can I enter?"

"Yes, come in" She said as he let Jisung enter "His room is the first one in the left"

Jisung ran to the stairs, taking them two by two, until he arrived in front of the said door.

He knocks once, putting his ear by the door to try and hear something, but nothing comes out of the room. His stress level was rising uncontrollably and he started to breathe heavily.

He knocks again, this time more loudly.

"Min, baby" He called, pleading for his lover to answer. But no, there is no answer

He couldn't wait anymore, he was truly scared to see what was waiting for him behind that stupid door.

He tried to open the door, a bit forcefully but it didn't budge.

"Is there keys for the door?" He asked his grandmother

"No..."

"Well, I'm going to break the door, I'll repay it" He said.

He stepped back from the door a little, before running to it and slamming his side body into it. The door moved a bit, but it wasn't enough, so he repeated it, this time passing through it, the door breaking from the harshness of Jisung's panic.

TW

As he stood up from the floor and clutched his pained shoulder, he looked up and his breath hitched.

Minho was laying in a bed.

He wasn't moving, his eyes were open and they were opening and closing slowly, but they were fixated on the ceiling, his gaze completely empty.

He walked to the bed slowly, trying to not scare him off, but it didn't change. Minho was completely unresponsive. He kept on looking at the ceiling, acting as if Jisung didn't exist, as if nothing existed, Jisung actually wondered if Minho wasn't sleeping with his eyes open.

He touched his hand, and panicked as even the physical contact wasn't making Minho move. He approached his face and caressed his cheeks, his eyes starting to sting as he saw how numb he looked.

But, his heart started racing as his eyes went lower, and he spotted the big red spots.

Minho's pants were drenched in blood, and Jisung suddenly felt the tears falling uncontrollably.

"Fuck, Minho..."

He started panicking, not knowing how to react. His hands found his hair and he pulled at it, trying to think of something.

He decided to tear Minho's pants, trying to analyze the situation, but he almost gagged at the sight.

He had a huge wound, extremely deep, too bloody.

He started crying hard, shaking Minho's shoulder, trying to wake him up from his vegetative state.

"Please, say something, come on" He said, pressed, not knowing how to deal with that all.

As his grandparents heard the noise, they came into the room and panicked.

They called an ambulance, and not long after, they were at the hospital.

Jisung had to explain what happened, explaining Minho's past, explaining how scared he was, but he had to wait behind the door, as the doctors didn't permit Jisung's access into the room.

He waited there for hours trying to have an answer, trying to know if Minho was okay or if he was going to be.

After some time, a doctor came to them, deciding that maybe the guy who saved Minho's life had the rights to have some information regarding his health.

"The patient seems to be in a deep state of shock. I cannot explain why, but regarding his mental health situation, we can say he had some kind of breakdown that made his system shut down for a bit" The doctor explained as Jisung looked at him expectedly "He has cutted his leg really deeply, we had to stitch it. He also hasn't eaten in a few days, so we tried to gather him some nutrients. He also was heavily dehydrated. We called for his parents and they'll come in a few hours, then he'll be free to go" He said and Jisung let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. His hands shaked, as he tried again

"Can I see him?"

"Yes, follow me" The doctor said, and Jisung stood up abruptly, following the doctor closely.

Minho was in his bed, and this time, he looked at Jisung when the boy entered the room. Jisung had never felt so happy just to see Minho's responsive gaze.

He approached him and pulled a chair beside him, trying to not cry hard in front of him.

"Min..." Jisung called, his voice coming out weaker than he intended to

Minho didn't answer, but his lips started trembling the second he heard Jisung's voice.

"What happened?" Jisung asked again

"I don't know" Minho let out, his voice raspy and weak

Jisung couldn't bear with it anymore, he let out a sob as he hugged the boy tightly, not daring to release his grip on him. Minho responded to the hug, responding with sobs as well

"I'm so fucked up Ji" Minho said, his voice coming out broken

"No you're not" Jisung said as he broke the hug, cupping Minho's face in his hand

"I am" He said, tears trailing on his face "I can't go on like that"

"Yes you can"

"I want to die Jisung" He blurted out, and Jisung's heart broke

"Shut up, please. Don't say that" Jisung said as his head fell on Minho's chest, crying more

"But..."

"Don't" Jisung pleaded "Please"