What Time Forgot | Minsung

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A day later, Minho walked in the woods alone, letting out a foggy breath as he stopped to look at the river. His mind had been on Jisung a lot more lately.

More rather the kiss they shared in that very same river.

And the drunk kissing on the couch.

He felt so strange ever since it happened.

Minho had never been on to classify his sexuality by any means. He thought everyone could be beautiful, but now that he'd actually kissed a boy he was unsure.

Though Jisung made him desire so much. He couldn't get the kissing and touching off of his mind all day and it was driving him insane. Driving him crazy in a way that he never thought was possible. He'd never like anyone. Never felt like he could fall in love. Thought he wouldn't classify this as love by any means, it didn't mean he didn't want it.

"Minho?" The boy heard running behind him and jisungs voice came out of the woods.

He ran up looking panicked. His eyes wide and darting around at the trees around them but always seeming to find Minhos again.

"What's wrong?" Minho asked as Jisung grabbed his hand.

"The commander is making a speech on the radio-" he said and they both began running back to the building they called home.

They busted open the door to see everyone huddled by a small battery powered radio and the most bone chilling voice, in Minhos opinion, was coming through the speakers. It was deep and menacing.

"Hurry," Chan said and motioned for them to come over.

"..a new rebellion has existed in our country. One that is unforgivable in many terms. One that my soldiers and I will not back down from and act as if it's unseen."

A pause.

"Weeks ago, on January fourth, in the District #9 psych ward we had the power go down for usual maintenance. During the process, many of our patients escaped and could be a danger to you and your families.

It is believed they have taken one of our soldiers hostage.

One of our best soldiers who was fighting hard on our side and was making a difference. By keeping our streets safe and keeping our prisoners in check by all means necessary."

Minhos stomach dropped into unimaginable depths. His heart pounded at the words he was hearing. The commander wouldn't possibly.. would he?

"Soldier #297, if you are out there, we are coming for you. We will save you and take down any civilians involved and rest assured that your army has not abandoned you. I, commander Seo, am doing everything in my power to find you and bring you back safely. To bring you home to see the friends and family that you have established in this army.

Rest assured that we are coming."

Minhos face paled so much more. He could only hope that nobody realized or thought that it was much more than fear for what was to come. Little did they know that was him they were talking about and he was terrified for everything to come to light.

A realization struck in Minho soon after the fear of being outed subsided.

The commander used him.

He used him to have reason against the civilians.

Minho had been betrayed.

"As for the new rebellion, I, commander Seo, on January thirteenth of this year, declare war against you and your families. The world will become a better place.