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He wiped his tears with the sleeve of his hoodie and sighed as he let himself fall on his back. He had read the book again, and now he had to return to his own miserable life. He thought the worst part was over, but it looks like it got delayed for one day. He sighed and placed the book on his bedside cabinet. He turned to the wall, not wanting to see the ceiling that was almost fully green now. He hated cleaning the grey old paint residues on his bed and floor but he couldn't care less at the same time. They would all fall out until there was nothing left behind at some point.

He wanted to fall asleep soon. He wanted to forget Minho and sleep. Just because he was angry and this was the only way that he could get back at him in his mind. He sighed and stopped for a moment. He felt broken but if Minho were to come to him tomorrow with a smile on his face, he would forget his own anger. It was not worth it staying angry at him. So instead of thinking about his behavior, he decided to imagine a few stupid things.

In his mind, he holds Minho's hands and gives him a longing kiss. This became his favorite dream by the time, yet he tried not to go further with him even if it was only in his imagination. He already felt guilty for hiding, he didn't need another thing to make him more guilty. Yet, that feeling was there, inside of him. The desire was in him and he couldn't deny it. Even though he was not sensitive about the topic, or he wouldn't get horny by Minho's acts, his mind worked in a way that he didn't find completely pleasant.

His stupid mind had to remind him of Minho in the weirdest places. It was not like it bothered him when he popped into his mind while he was taking a shit. He somehow came to accept that and was able to shamelessly smile to himself while sitting on the toilet seat. But it did bother him when he popped into his mind while he was jerking off.

He was a teenager and a heavy one at it. He got angry so easily and he loved swearing for no reason. He loved the idea of picking fights and acting rebellious -though he wasn't a fan of the consequences of it- And he had days when he masturbated one after one until he couldn't anymore.

Sexuality was a thing Jisung had a special interest in. He had said to himself before, that his peers probably would call him a pervert for the things he tried or imagined if they knew them. He was lucky that there was nobody around him who had the ability to read minds. Or was there? He hoped not... "Please, not..."

Sexuality was a work of art to him. People had special buttons to push and there were so many people that were blind to them. Just an act for a person to get horny and you would leave an impression on them. Sexy, flirty or arousing. Ugh, or pervert...  Minho somehow was able to push these buttons. Though you wouldn't know if he even realizes it himself.

He sighed to himself, he was not in the mood for chain-masturbating at all but the topic itself was interesting enough for him to discuss in his head. So many times, he wondered what it was like for the others. He wanted to ask them and once he opened himself up, it was one of the first things he would do.

And he was curious about Minho's too. Not just because of love. But because of signs. He had noticed the signs showing that Minho could be a highly sexual person. It didn't mean he was but, he could be one. Minho sometimes touched Jisung differently. He probably didn't notice but his hand would feel like a feather at these times and he wouldn't stop the touch without stroking the place slightly before he'd pull his hand. It felt gentle, yet felt arousal too. It was different from a simple touch, you would know. And Minho was the type of person who would touch your untouched areas without thinking about it too much. Like the side of your waist or your wrists. "Causally tapping here or there? Good thing I'm good at holding things down..." He didn't get horny by that but got blushed every time. And thinking about it made Jisung shiver and smile. "If I don't stop now, I'll do something I regret..."