Betting on Love || Minsung

~I hate you~

A/N ~
this is unedited! There might be a couple of misspelled words!!

—————————————————————————

Jisung POV~

"Uh- I- sure..." I responded to Minho asking if I wanted a ride. The words I wanted to say wouldn't form.
"Then you'll get one." Minho teased. I followed him down past the third level where I saw Changbin staring at me.

I felt horrible. I didn't mean to say yes. I was really trying to say Changbin was taking me, but the words wouldn't come out. Changbin looked confused and angry. He didn't follow though he stayed where he was watching when Minho wrapped his hand around my waist.

I instantly pushed it off. This guy was a jerk, and he's probably just a player anyway. I need to stay away. This is the first and last time I'll ever interact with him.

Minho POV~

I knew Jisungs friend was looking so I attempted to wrap my arm around his waist. I was unsuccessful. He weakly pushed my hand down. Honestly I started to feel bad for keeping the young boy up. He really needed sleep and I wouldn't mind my own damn business.

I just need the money. Why did I care?

I had to keep reminding myself that over and over. Finally me and Jisung reached my car. He tried to sit in the back but I pushed him to the passenger door.
"Sit." I told him and he did what I said. This boy is so controllable.

When I got in the car I was going to say something when I noticed Jisung knocked out. His mouth was semi-open and his eyes were gently closed. I sat there looking at him for a minute. His breathing was steady. Jisung wasn't bad looking at all. He was actually really cute. I noticed a hair out of place. My hand instinctively began to reach over. I pulled back.

Money, money. Not fucking love.

I snapped out of my trance.
"Focus Minho... focus..." I whispered to myself and rested my forehead on the steaming wheel. I finally gathered my thoughts and started to drive.

The drive took around ten minutes. Jisung slept like a rock. He only moved a little, adjusting himself when he needed to.

"Jisungie... wake up..." I muttered, shaking his shoulders slightly.
"Huh?" His eyes began to open slowly as he yawned. "Did you just call me uh?" Jisung questioned sitting up.
"Did you like it?" I answered with a question. The expression on Jisungs face didn't change much. I guess he was too tired for this.

"We're here, we gotta go to class." I smiled seeing him wake up.
"Oh we gotta go..." Jisungs rushing wasn't exactly rushing. I saw him pull a drink from his bag as we began to walk. It was coffee. No matter where we went it seemed like he always had one.

"How many of those do you drink?" I looked down at his shaking hand as he took another swig.
"This is my second one today... I'm tired..." Jisung whined. His hands continued to shake.
"My god, Jisung... you know what that can do to your body?" I tried to act like I didn't care; asking a simple question.

"I- I can't stop..." Jisung pleaded his voice was barely coherent. I decided to leave him alone... for now.

Jisung POV~

After Minho's educational coffee rant we walked into the school. We had forgotten it would be weird to see Han Jisung and Lee Minho anywhere within five feet of each other.

Nobody knew who I was whereas everyone knew him. The states from yesterday were worse today. People
Whispered steadily through the halls yet I didn't hear anything they had said.

"Minho, why are they whispering?" I slowly leaned closer to him wondering what was going on.
"Look at us..." Minho teased. He proceeded to look me up and down. I still didn't get the hint.

Minho's soft hands grabbed my cheeks, turning my head so he could whisper in my ear.
"You look like I Just fucked you..." Minho's low voice vibrated through my head. I looked up at him to see the same smirk he always had.

Life returned to my body for a few seconds. Who knew all I needed was for Minho to make me flustered as fuck. Minho leaned down again saying one more thing.
"Maybe stop dragging one foot and it won't look like I just ruined you..." His tone sent shivers through my whole body.

"O-okay..." with a red face I tried to pick up my legs more than I already was. When I did think about it I was practically limping. Which didn't make me look too good.

It was hard to keep up the 'I'm not tired act' as we arrived at our first class. Which we had together, drama. I stopped trying to pretend like I could walk normally.

When I did the looks came back.
"Can you really not stand normally?" Minho inquired, rubbing my back a little. Just then Jeongin walked over to me. I had completely forgotten he was in this class.

I jumped back away from Minho pretending like what was just happening isn't happening.
"I need to talk to you..." Jeongin grabbed me by my collar, pulling me to the backstage area of the class.

"Jisung... rumors are floating around... people are saying Minho fucked you..." Jeongin fretted and dropped the truth on me.
"It's not true! I swear!" I started to panic. "I just got no sleep last night." I tried to stand normally again but the uncomfortable feeling returned, and I couldn't do it anymore.

"Jisung... Look at you. You're limping for god's sake..." I knew Jeongin was only trying to help, but his words hurt. I wasn't even sure why.

The sadness inside me began to build up. I didn't want to be considered another one of Minho's toys. I could already hear the names I would be called.
'Slut, whore, fag'

And It was all his fucking fault.

It was official, I hated Lee Minho.

———————————————————————————

A/N~
Bro this is way to fun to write. I cant stop Making more chapters.
Anyways that's it for today goodnight!