Jisung, a poor boy that lost his family, they just disappeared. Everyone tought that he killed them. He was at a lost case, almost ending his life. He was basically forgotten. But when that one guy transferred.. everything changed.
⚠︎TW: mental abus...
mental abuse appears in this chapter, please skip if you're not comfortable with reading.
Jisung pov.
Mr. Park opened his office door for us. As I looked inside I saw them. My aunt was crying, I have to admit she's an ugly crier. My uncle was just standing there with an expressionless face. My cousins sitting next to them.
"Oh my god Jisung!!" my aunt yelled and ran to hug me. Ew. Not even 2 seconds later I pushed her away slightly.
"O-oh sorry.. Is that your friend? Did he take care of you? Oh my I'm so s-sorry he must have been a burden.." she rambled trying to sound sad. If I didn't know it was fake I would belive her.
Minho just nodded slightly, looking at Mr. Park afterwards to say something.
"Ekhem, so Jisung here told me that you told him to leave. Is that true?"
"No!! How could I ever make him leave!" my aunt yelled
"Please... don't lie." my uncle scoffed. Interesting. He really wants me gone huh?
"W-what do you mean Jun.... W-we l- uhm love Jisung right?"
"He wanted to move out. So let him be." he stated, taking his things and leaving the office. My cousins ran after him confused.
"Well Mrs. Choi, it seems that Jisung wanted this and didn't run away. He's also in fact 18 already so he can do what he wants."
"Fuck you Han. You were always a disappointment. I hope you'll kill yourself just like you killed your parents." my aunt said with venom dripping from her voice.
It hurt. Hearing those words. It hurt even more knowing that it's not true.
Without even knowing I felt tears on my cheeks. Everything after was just a blur. But I still remember Minho calling my name and Mr. Park running out after my aunt. She's a bitch. A real bitch.
Minho pov.
After, what I assume was Jisungs aunt said those words, I really wanted to punch her.
How could she say something like that? I really wanted to say something but Mr. Park told me that he'll handle it. I turned to check on Jisung, and oh my poor boy. He was crying, just crying. Tears were leaving his eyes without any sound from him.
"Jisungie?.." I wishpered not wanting to startle the younger. He didn't respond so I just decided to lightly hug him.
After what seemed like hours but were only seconds he hugged back, I felt his tears soak my hoodie but it doesn't matter. I just want him to feel comfortable. I pat his back and wishpered some reassuring words to him in an attempt to make the boy feel better.
I decided to sit down sine my legs started to hurt from not moving much.
"Sungie.. how about we sit down?" he only nodded not moving much, making it harder for me to sit.
After I succesfully sat down and closed my eyes, I felt Jisung crawling into my lap, like a koala. Cute.
I put my hands around his waist and hips so he won't fall down. We sat in a comfortable silence for another 10 minutes. Soon Mr. Park entered his office again.
"Oh, you're still here. Is everything alright with Jisung? Perhaps do you want to go home for today?" he asked sitting down in front of us, behind his desk.
"Mm he just had to calm down a little. Also thank you, we'll take our leave. I think it's better if he rests today."
"Okay, take care of him Minho. You're a good boy so I trust you." he smiled at me
"Of course I will. He deserves a better life." I smiled back at him and left with Jisung in my arms. Luckly the first period ends in like 15 minutes so we have enough time to get out.
We reached my car just in time. I put Jisung in the passagners sit buckling him up. Then I put our bags in the back and went to the drivers seat.
'He fell asleep. Poor baby' I tought brushing his hair lightly, not to wake him up.
I started the car and we went home. Our home.
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Hi! I just want to thank you for 400 reads! It means a lot :)
AndI don't think that I'm good at writing angst. I prefer fluff.
Anygays how are ya? I've been good. Also I'm going to prewrite a few chapters cuz I just know that when school starts again I won't have any motivation.
And now I just feel like writing. And drawing.Well it reminds me about Minhos apartment plan.
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I know it's messy- I had it better on paper but the photo looked ugly~
