Put the Pieces Back Together|| MINSUNG

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That night, after Minho had calmed Jisung down, they went for a bath. Not caring that earlier in the night, they'd already showered. Minho carried Jisung to their master room, leaving him on the bed. It was time to decide what he wanted to put in the tub, giving Jisung two options. Minho knew that he would become frustrated with more than that. Once figured out, the water was going and would soon be ready for both of them. 

Going out, he gathered what they needed before lastly grabbing Jisung. Carrying him into the bathroom. Setting him down, asking if he could strip him down. Earning a glum okay, he proceeded carefully. Ensuring he cared for the younger, realizing his stressed state of mind. 

While yes, he was pissed at how they both handled the situation. Yelling at him wouldn't fix the situation, especially if Jisung was already fragile. They needed to talk once Jisung rested, but right now, he would set aside those feelings and dote on his husband. 

"Hyung?" 

"Yeah, jagi?" 

"I love you." 

Smiling, hearing the softness in his voice. "I love you." Helping him into the bath, quickly following after he undressed. The elder slid behind the younger, wrapping his arms around him. Both leaned back to relax. They stayed quiet for a long time, enjoying the aroma of the bathbomb with the steam. 

"It was a shock. It helped to shock me out of my panic to hear you call me Lee Jisung." Minho couldn't see it, but he knew the younger was smiling. Minho glanced over his shoulder, watching him play with the ring. "I felt so much. I still feel a lot. It is like my mind isn't turning off and is going in a hundred different directions. But the moment you said my name, it was like everything paused. Even if just for a minute."

"Do you want to tell me what you're feeling?"

Jisung nodded carefully, "Remorse is the biggest emotion. There's also lost, hopelessness, nostalgia, confusion, disgust, and rage. Those are some of the worst ones I've been feeling..." Jisung murmured 

Minho hugged him tighter, "Wanna tell me some of the thoughts that go with them or not?" 

Jisung sighed but nodded his head. "I might cry." 

Kissing his head, "Cry all you want, bugs. You never have to worry about crying in front of me." 

"I know. It just-." 

The elder grabbed his chin lightly, turning it to kiss his face. "It's just nothing. Never, ever think you have to hide your tears. No matter if we're having our worst bickers ever. I want you to feel safe with me." 

Jisung bobbed his head, relaxing in his arms. He moved to lay his head on his chest. Minho chuckled, feeling the stubble he'd been growing tickle his chest. Hearing the soft chuckle made Jisung smile even more. "I'll start with the most obvious. Rage.

"Fuck. I am pissed! I could scream! Throw something, break something! The company gave us such high hopes. Then they turned around and crushed them! Telling us they will support us if the fans support us. But no! They fucking turned their backs! On us and our fans! On Stay!

Jisung took a turn, "I think I'm disgusted because of how this was all handled. That is why rage and disgust go hand in hand. We could have handled it better. Our management could have done better. The company for sure could have been better. The whole situation was poorly handled and executed. It's just utterly disgusting. This takes me to confused. 

"How am I supposed to feel? Act? Handle this life now? Fuck, we went from constantly being busy to sitting in our house doing absolutely nothing. I'm even confused about how to act with you.

"It's stupid, but we've only ever known each other in that world and never planned to have a break. Should we learn how this life is? Just in case? Which makes me feel nostalgic about everything. Not any given point, just our lives as Stray Kids. Then that takes me in hopeless, lost, and remorseful. 

"I gave you those hickeys. I knew better! I started this. I asked you to elope with me. It is always there, a constant nag, wondering if I ruined your career. It fills me with guilt. Lost with what our next steps will be, we can't just hide in here forever. 

"Money won't last forever. Yeah, we'll get a portion from Stray Kids. We can't overlook the fact this place was expensive. Food is expensive. Is there going to be an end where we can return to our group or was this all for nothing? Are we going to lose our group because we didn't want to lose each other?" 

Our poor Hannie... 😞 

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until next time ~DQ ❤️