It Started In The Hallway - Minsung

Forty-Four

"Do you want something?" Minho asks.

"H-huh? What could you mean by that?" Jisung whispers nervously while Minho is touching his face, but he still keeps laying on his arms.

"Do you really think I can't see you staring at me?" Minho asks, putting a little more force into his grip on Jisungs face.

"You must be delusional..." Jisung denies, turning his head to lay looking at the table, escaping Minho's grip.

But Minho just grabs Jisungs chin and turns it towards him once again.

"I know what I saw. Don't lie." He says. He wants Jisung to admit it.

Jisung pauses for a second, looking into Minho's eyes. He finally admits, "Ugh, fine. Maybe I was admiring your looks. But doesn't everyone?" 

Minho smirks as he hears that.

"Hmmm, well I think I like it more when you do." 

"Whatever!" Jisung Whispers, turning his head again, his face snuggled up in his own arms.

Minho doesn't move him again though; he just starts running his fingers through Jisungs hair.

The bell rings, informing people that school is out.

Jisung gathers his stuff and leaves the classroom. He almost immediately notices Minho standing in the corner of the hall, the place nobody really hangs out around.

"Minho!" Jisung says, trying to watch out for people and hurrying over to Minho.

"Well, hello there." Minho says, seeing Jisung walk up to him.

As Jisung walks over to Minho, Minho slips his arm around Jisungs waist.

Jisung feels him and he just smacks his hand off in a playful way.

"Minho!" Jisung says, surprised.

"Yes?" Minho asks, acting innocent.

"You know what!"

"No, I don't. You should tell me."

"Nuh-uh." Jisung replies with sass.

"Is that sass I hear? Coming from you?" Minho says jokingly as he leans in a little closer to Jisungs face.

Jisung pauses for a minute before replying, "Oh, I'm sorry..." He is now nervous and leaning back a little away from Minho because he has heard the same thing from his mother.

"Hey, hey, why so nervous? I was just joking." Minho says, caressing Jisungs arm.

"Oh... It's nothing, I'm just being emotional." Jisung says, trying to laugh it off since he is embarrassed.

Minho's not blind though, he can tell he reminded Jisung of a bad time, probably with his mother. He doesn't know much about Jisung's relationship with his mother, but he knows it wasn't good.

Minho keeps caressing up and down Jisung's arm.

"I would never hurt you on purpose, you know that?"

Jisung sits there for a few moments before his eyes start to water. He looks at the floor, trying to hide his face.

"Jisung, what's wrong?" Minho asks, putting his hands on Jisungs cheeks and lifting his face up.

A tear rolls down Jisungs cheek and onto Minho's hand.

"Minho, I..." Jisung catches himself before he said anything he would maybe regret. "Thank you... I don't know why I am being so emotional..." Jisung says.

"If you want to talk at all, you can always talk to me." Minho says.

Jisung tilts his head to the floor again and a few more tears escape.

Minho pulls Jisung closer and hugs him for a few seconds, letting Jisung cry into his shoulder.

Jisung pulls away soon after.

"I'm sorry... I don't know why I'm like this." Jisung says.

"It's not your fault." Minho says, holding Jisungs cheek.

"We should just go now..." Jisung says.

"Alright, let's go then." Minho says, taking Jisungs arm.

Jisung walks with Minho, and they finally reach their friends.

"Jisung? What happened? Your eyes and nose are red!" Felix says.