Always is a Promise {Minsung}

Chapter 4

“So his ex-boyfriend is basically stalking him non-stop?” Minho asked.

Changbin sighed and nodded. “Yes. Nothing is stopping the boy from stalking Jeongin, and now that boy has his keys.”

Jisung stared at Changbin, a disgusted look on his face. “What the fuck… what is he on?”

“I don’t fucking know! I was so happy for Jeongin when he got a boyfriend, but everything has just gone wrong.”

Minho shook his head. “Have you told the school yet?”

“He’s scared he’s gonna get in trouble somehow and he doesn’t want to hurt his parents.”

“Jeongin is being stalked and he’s afraid of getting in trouble?”

“15-year-olds don’t have the best sense of danger. Look, ignore all the red flags the stalker had from the beginning, Jeongin just wanted someone to love him.” Minho and Jisung stared at him. “You know what I mean. He’s trying his best.” Changbin sighed deeply, sinking into the couch. “I’m… I’m gonna get breakfast ready. I believe Jeongin is still in Hyunjin’s and Seungmin’s room.” He stood up, going to the kitchen.

Jisung looked back at Minho, confusion stuck on his face. Minho moved closer, wrapping an arm around his waist. He gently placed a hand on Jisung’s cheek, pulling him closer. “I’m certain things will turn out alright.” He placed a soft kiss on his temple.

Jisung nodded slowly, moving into a hug, wrapping his arms around his waist. Minho wrapped both arms around him, pulling him closer. Jisung looked up at him, a soft smile plastered on his face. 

Minho let out a soft chuckle. “You look adorable.”

Jisung’s eyebrows furrowed, glaring at him. “I am a terrifying rodent. Not adorable.”

Minho ruffled Jisung’s hair up. “More like a cute quokka.”

Jisung stared as silence followed them. Jisung rolled his eyes dramatically, pushing Minho down onto the couch. He laid on his chest, staying there as he felt Minho just play with his hair. He looked up at him, a glare on his face.

“Why is your heart beating so goddamn fast, what-”

Minho kept his hand in Jisung’s hair. “I chugged an entire cup of coffee before you woke up.”

Jisung gasped dramatically. “Is that why I was alone?”

“Yes. That’s why.”

Jisung smacked Minho’s chest, scoffing at him. “How dare you leave me alone.”

“You have attachment issues.”

“I- true- but that is a very rude thing to say to me, your best friend since birth.”

“Whatever,” Minho said.

He began to slowly sit up, holding Jisung’s waist. Jisung moved his legs, being stuck sitting on his lap. Minho smirked, tightening his grip as he moved their faces closer. Jisung did his best to maintain his pissed and annoyed face, barely able to hold eye contact with him as he grew closer.

"Hey!" A voice called out.

The two broke apart, looking over at the speaker.

Seungmin stared at them, rolling his eyes. "We have a traumatized boy on our hands, stop trying to shove your tongue down each other's throat."

Jisung scoffed. "I bet you and Hyunjin already have today. Why are you complaining about us?"

Seungmin sighed. "No, we haven't. Also, are you?"