Throughout high school, Minho was known for bullying an innocent Jisung for being gay. Years later, he finds out that Jisung had "disappeared" since Minho had left for college.
Dumbstruck by this information, resentful and guilty, Minho stalks bac...
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❗ TW: SMUT ❗
It was Jisung's tenth day in jail. The walls had grown familiar, what with their mold and rust and marks. Jisung felt like a different person. He was completely disoriented.
Ten days. Ten days of prison food and peeing in the same room you lay your head to rest in. It does something to the mind.
He can't remember why he was there. He looks at his hands, shabby and heavy from doing nothing. He looks at his bare chest, carved in, his ribs poking out into the darkness of the room.
It was night. The hushed whispers of the guard told him it was raining.
The whispers made their way into his ears several times. The guards would say:
"This psycho locked here ruined himself for another man. These generations don't know that this is why love is between a man and woman. That is God's will."
"Not just another man. Kids told me he's going crazy too. They're a pair of cray crays. Threats to society, I must say. "
Kim Seungmin was in the adjoining room.
He never made a sound.
Jisung would hear the guards demean him everyday. But they brought in Minho each time. He couldn't stand it.
Sometimes he'd snap at them." Minho is FAR from psycho! "
They'd say," Well don't bother defending him. If he cared about you he'd be here with bail any minute. "
It'd been six days since that conversation.
Jisung had thus retreated into his shell. He'd never felt like more of a kid than then, crying about how his parents don't love him.
But this time, it was Minho. Would Minho ever come for him? Was he even real? Did he make him up?
....
Day 15
The sounds of the jail area have become repetitive.
He hated the loud sounds of campus, the shrill singing in classes, but now he realised that those were as much a part of him as his hands and feet.
......
Day 17
A little beam of light lightly treaded into Jisung's cell.
His eye opened a crack, then a mile wide.
His gate was being unblocked. Minho stood outside, soaked head to toe in the violent rain.
"Han Jisung. You can go back now. You have been bailed."
.......
Minho didn't hold Jisung's hand.
They walked along the familiar street to the dorms. They didn't walk side by side.
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