Hater (l.m.h x h.j.s)

19

Hyunjin giggled as he felt jeongin's lips against his neck. "Innie! Don't leave marks my mom is going to be done with dinner in 10 minutes." Jeongin groaned and continued gingerly kissing Hyunjin's neck. "You're too tasty babe, I don't even need dinner."

Hyunjin blushed and tangled his hands in the younger's hair, jeongin's hands moved down to his shirt, slipping his hands underneath the fabric and lightly touching his stomach. Hyunjin pulled the younger away and pointed his finger at him.

"Absolutely not young man! My parents are in the other room." Jeongin pouted and hugged hyunjin by his waist, nuzzling his face in the older's stomach. "Pleaseeee baby! I haven't fucked you in a while and I need it."

Hyunjin blushed and shook his head, pushing jeongin off of him. "Next time Innie." Jeongin pouted but nodded, situating himself to straddle Hyunjin's lap and going on his phone. "Holy shit."

Hyunjin looked up and hummed. "What." Jeongin flipped his phone over to show hyunjin a picture of jisung and Minho making out in the bathroom. "Oh my god. Who posted that??" Hyunjin asked as he sat up on the bed. "Clark, fucking asshole posted it on his story."

Jeongin turned to the next story and saw it again but by Josh, his breathing picked up as he saw multiple people posting it and mocking jisung. "Oh my god I have to call jisung." He said quickly before calling his friend, hyunjin looking worried and caressing his thigh.

"Hey jeongin, what's up?"

"Jisung I don't want you to freak out but people are spreading a picture of you and Minho making out on snap."

There was silence for a second before jeongin heard rustling and heavy breathing in the background.

"WHAT THE FUCK!? WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS??"

"Jisung please.. it's okay we'll figure something out."

"I CAN'T HAVE SHIT, CAN'T EVER BE FUCKING HAPPY!" Jisung said before hanging up the phone, leaving jeongin and hyunjin in distress.

Minho stood up and cupped jisung's cheeks. "Ji! What's going on?" Jisung huffed and threw Minho's hands off him. "You have to leave. I can't do this shit right now." Minho felt tears well up in his eyes. "Ji- what.. what do you mean?"

"GET OUT." Jisung yelled as he shoved Minho out of his room, making the younger fall to the ground in tears. Mrs. Han hurried out of her room and saw Minho crying while banging on jisung's door. "J-jisung!! Let m-me in!"

"Minho honey! What's going on?" Minho sniffled and wiped his eyes, storming out of the house with no explanation. Mrs. Han banged on jisung's door. "GET THE FUCK OUT MINHO!"

"You better not talk to your mother like that Han jisung!!" She heard a sigh and opened the door as he stormed out. "I have to go mom, coach wants me to see him so I can't talk." He hurried out of the house and got into his car, ignoring his mom's protest and empty threats.

Jisung started driving to school, feeling tears in his eyes and listening to sign of the times by harry styles. "This is so fucked up." He mumbled as he started crying, thinking about how he treated Minho so badly. "I really can't be fucking happy, shit always has to happen."

Once he got to the school, he noticed two cars. Jisung grew confused because the coach just texted jisung to come to school, why would there be another car?

Jisung stopped in his tracks as he saw Clark sitting in front of the coach, rolling his eyes as he said hello. "Hello jisung, please sit your 10 minutes late." Jisung sat down. "Well I live 30 minutes away from school and you texted me last minute so."

The coach sighed before taking his phone out. "I see this photo is being posted by multiple people. This doesn't bother me, I don't care who or what you date. But it was brought to my attention that you were spreading things about Minho before he transitioned, calling him and girl and using his dead name." Jisung sighed and covered his face with his hands.

"I'll have clark talk first and then you can talk jisung." Clark took a fake shaky breath before talking. "Jisung used to drive me back from practices, he would just nonstop talk about Minho and how he was a girl and stuff before he transitioned. Me and my friends didn't know what to do so we just let him talk."

"He also was super homophobic and hated on people that were gay." The coach hummed and turned to jisung. "Okay so you don't know shit, I have known Minho basically my whole life so I've been with him when he was a girl and a boy."

"Yes I did not like that he wanted to be a boy and I was against it, I didn't want to be gay because I didn't know how people here would take it. Being a basketball player and being gay is kind of a weird match." "Chan has a boyfriend though-"

Jisung snapped his head to glare at Clark. "I know that dumb fuck! Let me finish, Jesus." He rolled his eyes before continuing. "I just thought it would ruin my reputation, that's all. I still liked Minho but I didn't want to so I just tried to go against Minho and make fun of him."

He took a deep breath. "We talked it out so now we're obviously fine.. kinda." He mumbled the last part, feeling an urge to scratch his skin. The coach sighed and crossed his arms. "I understand that, but other people don't. So I have no choice but to kick you out of the team."

Jisung's eyes widened and he stood out of his chair. "You're not fucking serious are you?! This is so fucked up!!" Jisung busted open the door and ran out of the school, Clark bit his lip and looked at the coach. "So.. is there an opening for captain?"

Jisung slammed his car door shut, wiping the tears that were streaming down his face. He walked past his mom who was still yelling at him and confused what was going on, closing the door behind him and locking it.

Jisung paced in his room, scratching at his arms and legs. Wanting to rip his skin off. Thoughts surrounded his head and all he wanted was Minho, he needed Minho.

He pulled his phone out and called someone.

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So sad guys