love game // han jisung ✔️

chapter twenty-four

complexity in the truth

min ivy

"why are you calling me? and why are you not in class?"

"i'm so sorry, ivy... i couldn't lie to him." minho's sorrowful voice sounds through the phone. i feel my blood run cold.

"w-what do you mean, minho?" i ask cautiously, praying to some god that he wasn't talking about what i thought he was talking about.

"he was just so happy... he deserves to know."

"minho, what are you talking about?"

"i told him, ivy. i told him we had sex. twice." i knew it was coming, but hearing him actually say it made me feel sick to my stomach. "ivy, say something." he pleads.

"we... we agreed to not say anything..."

"he's my best friend."

"fuck you." i say through gritted teeth.

"ivy, don't be like that."

"you managed to ruin this relationship with jisung and i multiple times now. i hope you're happy."

"are you kidding me? you came to me!" i could hear the anger in his voice.

"and you fucking told him! we agreed minho!"

"you— you can't blame this all on me."

"fuck. you." i repeat, ending the call. i knew i had to try to find jisung and explain myself, i couldn't let him go, not again. so i quickly found his contact, pressing the call button.

it rings,

and rings,

and rings,

and then,

he picks up.

"i'm only answering to tell you to leave me alone." his voice was shaky, and i knew he was hurt.

"jisung, please let me explain..." i beg.

"i'm really not interested. i really didn't expect this from you, after everything. i mean, i've been holding back with you, because i know you're afraid to sleep with me, because every time we have slept together, something's  happened with minho... i was giving you time, i never expected you to go off and sleep with him."

"jisung, i swear it's not what you-"

"yeah, yeah. minho told me all about how you couldn't stop thinking about fucking him." jisung scoffs.

"he— no, jisung, really it's not-"

"save it. i guess we're just not compatible. i wish you the best, ivy."

"jisung-" the line goes dead. he hung up. "fuck!" i yell, not caring if anyone was listening. everything had gone down hill so quickly. "why did minho have to run his mouth?" i grumble, gathering my things and heading off campus. i was in no mood to attend any classes today.

"ivy? where are you going?" hara's voice catches my attention. i turn around to see her standing there with garam, their hands intertwined.

"home." i respond blankly.

"why? did something happen?" she questions, releasing garam's hand as she steps closer to me.

"don't worry about it." i shrug her off.

"ivy." she says sternly.

"you were right."

"what— did minho-"

"yup. he told him. jisung and i are done." hara's expression contorts into sadness as she turns to look back at garam.

"ivy, i'm so sorry..." she pulls me into a hug, pushing my head into the crook of her neck. i couldn't cry, i couldn't feel sad, it was my fault, i had no right to be sad. "do you want me to come home with you? we could order food and watch cheesy dramas?" she suggests.

"no, you should stay here with garam." i shake my head, gently pushing her away from me.

"are you gonna be okay?"

"i'll be fine. i had it coming anyways." i chuckle bitterly, patting her shoulder one last time before turning, continuing my walk home. i just wanted to go home and curl away in my bed. maybe i could go to sleep, wake up, and none of this would have actually happened. if only i could go back, and not sleep with minho.

i thought i could trust him, i didn't think he would want jisung to be upset at him too. but i should have known, hara was right. if it were me, i wouldn't be able to keep it from hara either.

before i knew it, i was standing outside of my house. sighing loudly as i push the door open. my eyes fell to the couch, the couch where my dream had occurred. the dream that started this whole down fall. i quickly look away from it, turning to head up the stairs and into my room. the same room i had started to look at minho in a way other than a friend. but also the same room jisung and i spent a short, yet sweet morning together.

i didn't feel anything for minho anymore, he was always just an attractive man. nothing more, nothing less. the only thing i feel for him right now is anger, i felt betrayed by him. we both agreed to have sex, and we both agreed to not tell jisung. yet, he broke that agreement. he even spilled some twisted version of the reasoning behind it. based off of the sourness in jisung's tone, i could only assume minho had twisted my words slightly to make him seem like the better person in this scenario.

i couldn't believe he would do something like that. but at the same time, i wasn't surprised. minho has done nothing but ruin the relationship from the start. it was now clearer than ever that minho wants jisung for himself. he tricked me.

he slept with me, knowing good and well he would tell jisung about it later. he never had any intentions of keeping it a secret. i mean hell, he didn't even last two days. the only reason i could fathom that he took longer than one day was so he could come up with a way to twist my words. and he did just that. it was all some stupid game, and i have been the perfect pawn for minho.

"i hope you're happy." i mumble bitterly to myself, burying my face into my pillows. it was all making sense. minho was so insistent on getting me to forgive jisung, because he knew jisung wouldn't move on if it was over something he did. minho made sure to get us back together and close again before tricking me into doing something that could hurt jisung. something that did hurt jisung.

i bet it wasn't even my fault for starting to feel lust towards him, he was acting that way on purpose, using his looks to gain my attention. and i fell for it, over, and over again.

and maybe i'm overthinking everything, and the two of us really did just mess up. but it all lined up too well. i never believed that the two boys were over one another, but it seems just minho isn't over jisung. and now he gets to be the one to comfort jisung, letting him fall right back into his arms just like he wanted. it really was the perfect plan, i'll have to give him that.

you win, lee minho.