Hideous Soul [Minsung]

9. Friend

Listen to 'Halazia' by Ateez for this chapter. 

The sharp light pierced through jisung's eyes. As he found himself dripped in sweat, he struggled against the handcuffs that restrained his body to the Chair. Once the bright ray settled in his eyes, jisung looked around the place he was confined in. His eyes scanned the room like a snake slithering through the grass, quiet and precise. The room reeked of death and blood, there were no furniture expect two chairs.

Seconds felt like years. Jisung had no idea how long he had been unconscious, but at the moment where worry and fear should've ruled his mind, he was calm, spaced out, relaxed. Everything around him was so slow, yet so hasty. Jisung was numb. Numb from the words he heard, from the things he saw, he was numb from the heartbreak.

'Creakkk' The door creaked as jisung awkwardly shifted in his chair,his breath getting faster and faster as he felt a shadow approach him. His gaze was down as he tried to avoid eye contact or maybe hide his tears. The older figure sat in the chair in front of Jisung. He could feel the burning gaze of the shadow staring at him like he was about to be skinned alive oh but how he wished Minho would kill him. How he wished somehow he could die and that this all would end as soon as it could. He desperately wished that when he would lift his eye there would be anyone, anyone but Minho. How Jisung wished he was dead.

"Look up" Minho said in a voice gentler than before jisung could almost feel warmth in those words. Yet he didn't look up. He couldn't. He was too heartbroken, too much of a mess to face him. But in the midst of his thoughts he felt a soft touch on his chin. Unconsciously, Jisung's face lifted as Minho directed it to his. There eyes met and for the first time the anxious night felt silent. Heartbeat. All you could hear was Jisung's heartbeat playing a rhythm hoping Minho could hear them.

Minho's gaze was focused into jisung's and though he wasn't ready to believe Jisung saw something in Minho's eyes, something he thought was unbelievable. Sympathy. Minho felt sorry for him and though he hesitated to believe it was too real not too, he could feel it.

"Jisung." Minho's voice was like a calm river, gentle yet deep. Jisung was still lost in Minho's eyes trying to find that lost emotion.

"Listen to me" Minho said his voice getting deeper. It was only then that Jisung came to his senses and realized he was staring at Minho. Though hesitant, he managed to nod in acceptance.

"I am sorry for hiding about my real identity and I'm sorry for my behavior i really am," Minho said as he brushed his finger gently over the scratch on Jisung's cheek. Jisung flinched at minho's sudden movement but didn't move, instead he stared in his eyes once again, submerging himself deep in those dark amber eyes.

Minho opened his mouth but closed it as if something was pulling him back. He let the silence fill the room before breaking it once again

"I-. I didn't know who you were until... I won't hurt you okay, so don't worry. You're just gonna be here for a few days and then they'll let you go. We are friends, right?" Jisung hated how he didn't want but trusted every word minho said.

"You won't hurt me?" Jisung said, shocked how soft his voice became. "Your saying that after kidnapping me. Friend? We are friends? Don't you feel even a little shame while saying that?" Jisung hissed.

"Jisung-"

"HOW TF CAN I KNOW THAT I WON'T DIE IN HIS HOUSE" Jisung screamed for the first time as he felt tears filling his eyes.

"Because i will protect you. I won't let anyone. Anyone ever touch you." Minho said as he pulled Jisung's chair towards him, closing the distance between them. "Please Trust me. I will not hurt you. I can't"

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Sohee sat in her brother's room, her heart heavy with sorrow. She gazed at the posters of his favorite rock bands that still adorned the walls, and the desk cluttered with his schoolbooks and his messy mangas. Everything was just as he had left it, except he was gone.

The room felt cold and empty, much like her heart. Sohee's mind was a whirlwind of emotions - fear, anger, and a paralyzing grief that weighed heavily on her chest. She knew who did it, the Black Knights was a ruthless and sinister force, and the mere thought of her brother caught up in their web of darkness terrified her to the core.

Terrified whispers of jisung filled her mind, countless plead of help that reminded her of the moment it all happened so quickly. In the days that followed, Her determination grew stronger. She couldn't allow herself to crumble under the weight of her heartbreak. She would need all the help she could get, and she was prepared to do whatever it took to bring Jisung back, even if it meant going head-to-head with the most dangerous of adversaries.

Sohee didn't know who the boss of Black knights was but that night she sweared on her life she was gonna kill him.  

Sorry for the short chapter.I just couldn't bring myself to write more.

Hope you enjoyed it (✿◠‿◠).

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