It Started In The Hallway - Minsung

Twenty-one

⚠️ Abuse ⚠️

Jisung is still covering his red face when he hears their conversation.

"Yea. Anyways, you're busy, I will let you get back to what you're doing. See ya later man." Changbin says, walking away now.

"Bye."

Minho shuts the apartment door and locks it, making sure none of his friends decide to walk in without knocking. Jisung sits up as Minho walks over. Minho catches a glimpse of Jisungs back, seeing a big scar on his shoulder, along with the big bruise on his hip.

"I didn't lay you down too roughly, did I?" Minho asks.

"No..." Jisung says.

"Whats on your back?" Minho asks.

Jisung gets nervous and tries to hide it by turning his back to the couch. Minho is standing in front of him.

"Oh... its nothing, don't worry!" Jisung says, smiling as he looks up at Minho.

Minho leans down, their faces inches apart again. "You don't have to tell me if you're not comfortable, but I reaaaally want to know." He says.

"I mean... I trust you, but are you sure? Its kind of sad..."

"Positive." He sits down right next to Jisung.

"Ok..." Jisung starts off.

"Well... it was a few years ago and I came home a little late. This was when I lived with my mom. My mom was drunk and since I came home late and without any more beer for her, she was really mad. She kinda just... Smashed the bottle and..."

Han looks like he is going to cry.

"Cut me with it... But I'm fine now, it's fine!"

A few moments of silence go by.

Minho grabs the blanket and wraps it around Jisung.

"Jisung. It's not fine, she should go to jail for that." Minho says, concerned.

Minho puts his hand on Jisungs cheek, "How did you deal with it?"

"Well... I kinda just left it. I cleaned it so it didn't get infected, so it was fine."

"That lady didn't even try to help? That bitch just left you to deal with it yourself, not even taking you to the hospital?" Minho says, getting angry.

"Come on, it was in the past, Im fine now..." Jisung says, not wanting Minho angry.

"Jisung, you deserve much better than that fucker, you're probably traumatized..." Minho says, leaning in to hug Jisung, rubbing his back.

"No, its fine... Im just glad nobody else went through that... I kinda deserved it, not gonna lie." Jisung says, almost crying at this point.

"Don't even say that." Minho says as he pulls Jisungs head to his neck, allowing him to cry.

Jisung started crying into Minhos shoulder now, hugging him. Minho can feel Jisungs warm, bare skin rubbing up against his shirt. They stay like that for a bit, cuddling each other. None of them want to move, Minho just wants to keep Jisung safe and Jisung likes being in Minhos safety.

A few moments pass and Jisung lets out a yawn, he doesn't take his head away from Minhos shoulder though. If anything, he snuggles more into it.

"Are you tired? We can go to bed." Minho says, patting Jisungs head.

"Yea... I can sleep on the couch." Jisung says, pulling away from Minhos shoulder.

"No, my bed is big enough for both of us, don't worry." Minho says.

"W-what? But then why didn't you sleep with me last night?" Jisung asks.

"Its cause you were drunk, I didn't want anything to happen if you know what I mean." Minho says. "But I'm perfectly fine sleeping next to you."

"Oh, well ok then..."

Minho gets up, helping Jisung up too. He pulls the sweatshirt back on Jisung.

"Lets go."

They walk into the bedroom together.