Wrong love | Minsung {Discontinued}

14 - Possessive

⚠️| Blood, Kidnapping, controlling behaviour,

-Jisung-

I noticed the power that Minho had over me and got slightly anxious as he looked away, but his grip continued to get tighter. I looked at him with pleading eyes as his face got more rage filled. "Min, please stop it hurts..." I begged him as he continued to hold my hands.

My knuckles were going pale and nis nails were beginning to dig into my skin causing cherry colored blood to fall from my palm. "Minho please!" I was fully begging at this point, and he turned his head slowly and faced me with a dead look.

"I seriously can't let you leave Jisung, you'll get hurt." His face was serious however his eyes were filled with worry, only just being able to be seen over his serious demeanor. "I won't leave, just... please? Can you let go?" I looked down at my now blood covered hands as I tried to stay calm

Minho slowly let go, shaking at what he had accidentally done. He looked up at my face as I continued to stare down at my crimson-stained palm. "Oh shit. Fuck!" He yelled and I flinched slightly at the loud noise.

"I'm so sorry, follow me" He grabbed my wrist and dragged me down the stairs. On the way down, blood dripped onto the floor, and I felt guilty for turning his once completely house slightly messy. He forced me to sit down as he grabbed out a first aid kit.

He held me by my wrists very gently and began to wrap my palms in a bandage. He finished cleaning me up and then offered me a meal. I looked down at my body for a second before looking up. "Sure." I was at a reasonable weight at that point and felt comfortable eating.

He decided on dumplings and told me to wait in the lounge room. I sat down and just stared up at the ceiling as I really thought about the situation, I was currently in. It wasn't that bad, he treated me like I was his lover. However, he could get relatively protective when he thought I was in danger.

Soon I began to think about how my friends were doing. Maybe they were better off without me anyways. Maybe they hope I stay longer, maybe even forever. I felt tears in my eyes, so I quickly wiped them away and waited for my food.

Not very long after Minho walked in cheerfully with some dumplings on a plate. "Here you go!" He placed it down cheerfully almost as if he wasn't acting psychotically possessive just a moment before. He sat down next to me, and we both finished the dumplings relatively fast.

We sat in silence before Minho turned to face me. "What's wrong?" How did he know something was wrong, was he able to read my mind? "Oh. Nothing" I fake smiled, and his face turned scarily serious.

"You might want to tell me, or you might get punished for it." I felt my eyes widen slowly and my breathing beginning to stagger but I continued anyways. "Minho. Will I ever leave?" This question seemed to catch him slight off guard, but he soon thought of a reply.

"Why. Do you seriously want to leave me." He looked at me with a stern look and I immediately denied this. "I don't want to; it's just my friends will get suspicious." He nodded for a second before turning to face the wall again

"Next week. If you behave, I'll go with you to visit your friends. No trying to run though. Got it?" I felt my heart race and I nodded gratefully, however the slight uneasy feeling of them not wishing me to be there was still at the bottom of my stomach.

I brushed off the feeling and laid my head back on the couch, suddenly without any context Minho stood up and walked away. I was used to him leaving me alone at this point, so I remained on the couch. He returned and passed me my phone.

"Thirty minutes" I nodded at his statement and took my phone into my hands. He sat down next to me and pulled me towards him. At this point I was used to this so I didn't react much to it, I opened my messages and read through everything.

I messaged them asking how they were and what they were doing, it was just a normal conversation when I didn't even realize the thirty minutes had passed. "Wait, can I send one more message?" I pleaded and Minho looked at me sternly.

I got closer to him slightly looking deep into his eyes to try persuading him, I moved closer to my phone as well and he yanked it away. "If you can get it off me!" He chuckled and I stuck my hand out for it, he put his hand up high and moved it further away.

As I was about to reach it, he moved the phone backwards while still in the air. I thought I had a genius idea of jumping slightly to reach it. I had grabbed the phone when I fell forward into Minho's lap with my hand around his neck still holding the phone

I froze for a moment before getting off slightly and apologizing with a red face, I went to completely get off him, but Minho held my waist. "Don't go." The way he spoke sounded very calm but at the same time sounded like an order.

I nodded as he then grabbed one of my wrists as well, making it harder to move. "Do you even realize how much I love you, Sungie?" I shook my head at his statement but felt my own cheeks burning up at the words.

He slowly moved his hands around my waist snaking them up to my back and pulling me onto him, so I was laying on top of him, he noticed my flustered face and began to chuckle. "Why are you so red?" he asked in a sarcastic tone.

In embarrassment I tried to stand up but that just made the grip on my wrist tighter and my face turn redder. At this point Minho was driving me practically insane...

A/N: Going to a friend's house AGAIN, and i have an exam tomorrow, but I also need to get as many chapters out as possible. HELPPP MEEEEEEE 😭😭 

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