By Chance | Minsung ✔️

14 || Things Happen

"What?!" Minho shouted into the phone, startling Jisung slightly.

"What? What is it?" Jisung said frantically, running his hands through Minho's hair in an attempt to calm him.
Minho quickly hung up on the phone call, shoving the phone into his pocket.

"Sung, I am so sorry. I need to leave right now." Minho had panic in his eyes and an apologetic tone in his voice as he caressed Jisung's cheek as if to say sorry again.

"Tell me what happened Min, please." Jisung begged.

"I don't even really know. Something with Changbin, he isn't walking up." Minho's eyes shook a little, as if he was going to tear up.

"Oh my god, do you want me to come with you or-"
"No, just stay here and don't worry about it. Ok?" Minho gave a reassuring smile and pecked Jisung's lips and cheek.

"Alright, if you're sure..." Jisung rolled himself off of Minho, lying down beside him as Minho quickly sat up.

Minho leaned over and kissed Jisung one more time before standing up and throwing on his shirt as fast as he could. He made sure he had everything, and ran the the bedroom door.

Just before he opened it, he paused and looked over at Jisung again.
"Bye, pretty boy..." Minho said with an innocent smile before closing the door to Jisung's room as he left. Jisung smiled, covering his face.

Jisung uncovered his face after he heard the door shut. Smiling to himself, he put back on his shirt as it was too cold in his room to stay shirtless.

Minho ran out and grabbed his football bag that was beside the door, Hyunjin watched as he barged out the door and closed it. He was confused, wondering if something happened between Jisung and him.
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"I'm so happy you're alive, you don't even know." Seungmin said as he tightened his arms around his boyfriend, laying beneath Jeongin on his bed.

To Seungmin, nothing was better than this. Having his beautiful boyfriend laying with him on his bed, watching movies, eating snacks, and kissing Jeongin was everything he ever needed.

He couldn't imagine what he'd do if Jeongin was really gone.

Jeongin still felt guilty, like he was a shitty boyfriend for doing what he did, or like he didn't deserve all the support he had been receiving from Seungmin.

Even though that damn well wasn't true, Jeongin just couldn't help those feelings.

"I'm sorry, Seungmin." Jeongin said quietly, feeling like he shouldn't get all this attention.

"For what?" Seungmin asked, holding Jeongin closer.
"For being a fucking awful boyfriend, I should've listened to you. I should've stopped when you told me to."

Seungmin hated hearing Jeongin talk down to himself.

This definitely wouldn't be the first time Jeongin would say such self deprecating things about himself, but he always believed what he said about himself to be true, no matter how much Seungmin assured him it wasn't.

"You're not an awful boyfriend, and I'm sorry if I made you feel like you couldn't talk to me about your feelings. I need you to understand how much I love you, nothing you do will change that." Seungmin replied in a calming, assuring tone.

It seemed like no matter how many times Seungmin told him things like this, it never changed Jeongin's mind on how awful he thought he was as a person, a boyfriend, a friend, or a relative.

"I don't deserve-"

"I know what you're about to say, and I need you to shut your mouth." Seungmin cut him off, his tone a little sterner than before.