stars and whispers // minsung

Chapter Twelve

Jisung closed the door of the dorm behind him and slid down until he touched the floor and sat.

What the fuck is going on with my life?

Tears started falling down his cheeks.

He wasn't crying about the fact that Hyunjin now apparently liked him.

He was crying because at some point, he thought that he was getting somewhere with Minho.

His dream... Have at least a friend without the help of others; or maybe more than a friend.

But right now, all of his emotions were mixed, he wasn't sure if he had to be happy, sad, frustrated or angry.

All at once.

Fuck Han Jisung, why did you ran away? Are you that much of a pussy?

Shaky fingers, shaky legs, he went to the bathroom, searching his butterfly box.

Where is it?

The tears were blurring his vision.

"Fuck!" he kind of yelled, rubbing his eyes.

"You won't find it in there."

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Han opened his eyes.

Even with the blurry vision he had, he was able to recognize that he was in the hospital.

"Hospital?" he thought.

Immediately after having that one thought, tears started falling down his cheeks.

"So it didn't work," he thought again.

His hand wassweaty and looking down, he noticed that there was someone else holding his hand.

A tiny hand with rings.

And Jisung knew that hand so well.

Felix was kneeled down, resting his head on Han's bed, probably sleeping but still holding the boy's hand.

At his left, he recognized another well-known face.

Seungmin was sleeping on the couch, hugging a pillow.

Some flowers were in a pot on the night table.

With each detail, a tear was added to Jisung's eyes.

Suddenly, someone knocked at the door.

Quickly, the boy closed his eyes again and heard steps.

"I can tell by your heartbeat that you're awake," a boy's soft voice said. "Hello, how are you feeling?"

Jisung slowly opened his eyes and looked at the boy that was standing at the door frame, closing it.

"Who is he?" he thought.

The stranger was younger than him even though he looked really tall.

Fox eyes, pale skin and a soft cute little smile.

"Who are you?" Jisung asked in a whisper, trying to not wake his friends up.

"Oh, don't worry about them," the stranger smiled, "it's the first time they have slept since 72 hours ago." 

He sat on the couch beside Seungmin. "My name is Jeongin. Yang Jeongin."

"How long have I been here?"

"A lot."

"How old are you?"

"Why do you want to know that?"

"Because you look way younger than me and I don't hear you speaking formally."

Jeongin chuckled and clapped his hands. "Damn, you attempted but still care about those things?"

Han didn't respond.

He looked down, looking at Felix again.

Quickly, Jeongin stopped laughing.

"Sorry..." He cleared his throat. "You've been here for almost three days now."

"Three whole days sleeping? But I only lost blood, I should've woken up earlier."

"Yes. But the doctor found you a lot of other things which... You must be aware of and the loss of blood just made things worse, you almost died right there, buddy."

"Wait, wait," Jisung stopped him, sighing, "how do you know all that? You're just a kid."

"Well, this kid is the doctor's son and this kid has experience."

Jeongin pushed his sleeve down and turned his wrist to Jisung.

He had two long scars.

Jisung's own words repeated on his head.

'You're just a kid.'

Seeing his reaction, Jeongin chuckled. "It's okay, it's been a long time since that. And you're just a kid like me too." 

There was a brief moment of silence before Jeongin got up and walked over the older boy. "So? How are you feeling?"

"Like shit..." Han whispered.

"Okay... And physically?"

"Are you my nurse for today?"

"No, that'll be someone else. I just thought that it'll be more comfortable for you if someone from your school talked to you about this."

Jisung's blood freezed.

"What?"

"What?"

"Are you from my school?"

"Yeah... Damn, I know that I'm an outcast but we even talked together Han!"

Jisung took Jeongin's arm, not kidding at all. "Does someone else know? Apart from you?" he asked in a dead serious tone.

"No. I don't have friends, who do you want me to tell? It's okay Hyung."

'He's already calling me that...' Jisung thought to himself before sighing and letting go Jeongin's arm. "Look, can you go for now? I'm sorry, I do not feel well at all."

"It's okay. I'll tell the nurses, so they may come but you'll have some time to wake them up," Jeongin said, talking about Seungmin and Felix as he was walking away.

Han nodded.

Before he stepped out, Jisung called him again.

"Jeongin, " he started, "you won't tell anyone and we will not talk again in our lives, got it?"

Jeongin scoffed. "Got it..." he whispered before going out.