It was a chill evening of a few weeks later when Jisung woke to the sound of a specific ringtone. He got up in an instant, realised that his "small nap" had turned into a "snoring all afternoon nap" then picked up.
"Hey?"
he said, stretching their sore muscles.
"Queen bee I may need a favor like right now"
It was obviously Minho and he seeemed panicked.
"Sure, I mean I still owe you for the addys"
"What's your address?"
Jisung hadn't expected that.
"What?"
"Come on, quick!"
"Oh- Ok! Ehm... it's..."
He put the phone down.
"Who was it?"
asked a sleepy Lix from Jisung's side.
"Minho. He seems in trouble."
"Ah. Like bad trouble?"
"Guess we'll find out..."
she worriedly mumbled, sliding off the bed to the wardrobe to look for something more appropriate than boxers to wear.
"Are those mine?" Lix asked, still half asleep.
Ji looked down: they were infact his.
Ten minutes later Ji was wearing ripped white jeans and a pink crop top when Minho knocked.
"There you are- HOLY SHIT ARE YOU OK???"
He had bruises everywhere and was pinching his bleeding nostrils with two fingers, a trail of red going down to his lips.
"Never been better"
His pupils were shot with adrenaline, a wicked smirk still decorated his destroyed face. Jisung swallowed air.
How does he look even hotter like this?
"Come, I'll get you to the bathroom. LIX!! HYUNE!! BINNIE!! WE HAVE A BIT OF AN EMERGENCY HERE!!!"
they shouted.
"What kind?"
someone shouted back.
Fuck I forgot Chan's here too...
Her house was always a bit of a gathering spot.
"The <<now there's blood on the carpet>> kind"
"WHAT THE FUCK??"
Soon they were all gathered in the bathroom, staring at Chan as he carefully applied alcohol on every single one of Minho's bruises. He had stuffed his nose with tissues but the dried trail of red still tinted his upper lip, making him look like a delinquent. Which he probably was. Jisung tried to hide how turned on by the sight they were, this was serious after all.
Fuck you, God. Why'd you have to make him so goddamn fine!?!?
they thought, pressing their thighs togheter from her spot behind everyone else.
"I'll make you some tea" suggested Chan kindly.
Since he was older than all of them, he had always had that paternal instinct. If a "paternal figure" could be an overworked music college student, that was.
"I'll prepare a sleeping bag. You're staying aren't you?"
Lix asked. Once he received a nod in response he left, followed by his boyfriends like cubs follow butterflies.
Only Jisung remained.
They sighed and jumped on the sink, as per usual.
"What the hell happened, new guy?"
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