Forget Me Not || Minsung

17

"This time the concert was even better! You know why?" Jeongin said excitedly as they walked inside the hotel lobby. Bodyguards were walking behind them and staff members were hurrying to their rooms to get some long awaited rest.

"Because you didn't fall on your ass again?" Jisung asked and grinned.

"Yes! But you know what would've made it even better?"

"Making Jisung and Minho fall on their asses instead? Chan asked and got an eager nod from the youngest. Jisung saw the way Chan moved Jeongin's hair out of his face and the youngest didn't react as if it was a normal thing to him. He wondered what happened between them but didn't ask.

"Guys," Minho suddenly spoke up after being silent since the concert ended. "I'm going...outside for a bit. Don't wait for me, okay?" Jisung looked at his hand that was clutching his phone and also the way he kept shifting his weight on his legs as if he was in a hurry. He found it odd. But it wasn't his business.

"Sure but..are you all good?" Chan asked with slight concern.

"Yeah, I'm all good. Just in need of some alone time with fresh air. I'll see you in a bit." Minho turned around and started walking away. Chan and Jeongin turned around and walked towards the lift that led to their rooms, not looking where Minho went off to. But Jisung stayed and saw how Minho didn't walk outside like he said he would.

Why should I care?

With that thought he brushed it off and walked to his room. It's not like he went off to kidnap some children.

Jisung plopped himself on the bed of freshly changed bed sheets and pulled out his phone. He smiled at the cat videos his feed showed him, he laughed at the stunts orange cats pulled and kicked feet in the air with squeals when k-drama characters confessed their love.

He suddenly noticed how much time it had passed and wondered why Minho wasn't back yet. He thought of informing Chan and Jeongin about this so he stood up but he heard his phone make a sound so he stopped.

Usually he wouldn't pay attention but this specific notification sound was from his message app. And the only person using the message app was...the anonymous person.

Jisung turned back to face the bed and slowly sat back on it while staring at his phone that soon fell asleep. He placed his thumb on the screen to unlock it and with a few buttons he was staring at the message.

+87 XXX XXX XXX

Proof #2
I hope this is big enough to change your mind.
Attached video

And just like before Jisung stared at the message for a bit. A lot of thoughts spinned in his head. What if the video was a virus and his phone would crash? What if it is something gross and he'd be traumatized for life? What if, what if.

But 'what if's' never helped and he knew that. So with the little courage he had, he tapped on the video and with the phone now in his hands he allowed himself to watch.

The first thing the video showed was a room Jisung could recognize even in the dark. He suppressed a gasp when a room was shown from the same hotel he was in.

It was a camera footage. Of that night. Minho and Angela were there. They seemed to be arguing so Jisung turned the volume up with weakened fingers.

"Stop getting in the way!" Angela yelled. She pulled on her hair with a grunt.

"Oh and let you pour more poison in his cup? No fucking way," said Minho.

The camera was angled in a way that only Minho's back and a bit of his side was seen and Angela was facing him. Around the room Jisung could notice a few alcohol bottles and weird papers with dry plants and powder scattered around.