Debt // Minsung

04 Drag

"I will bury you alive," Seungmin threatened. 

Jisung was about to argue but was cut off. "A-a-ah, babe, didn't Seungmin already say that you shouldn't refuse my offer?" Minho interrupted. 

"Yeah, Ji, you should consider Minho's offer," Felix insisted. 

"Fine, I'll think about it, okay? But it's only because of you guys," the male said to his friends.

 "Alright then, that's settled. Now, the last thing we need to discuss is about our hangout after school," Bangchan said excitedly. 

"Everyone must come to ***** cafe down the street," Felix said excitedly. "You too, Jisung."

 "What? Are you even listening to what I said? I can't come, sorry, Lix, maybe next time," the male said. 

"That's what you always say. It's been three months since our last hang out," Jeongin pouted. 

"He's right, Sung, plus didn't you already become Minho hyung's secretary?" Felix asked. 

"Umm, since when? The only thing I said was okay, I will think about it, that's all... I didn't say anything about accepting it," Jisung said. 

"Yeah, yeah, well, it can't be helped then..." Felix said. 

"Thank you," Jisung interrupted. 

"Looks like we're going to have to drag you off shift," Felix continued.

 "FELIX, WTF???" Jisung shouted making the whole cafeteria looked at him. "Sorry," the male said. 

"Felix, you gotta be joking, right?"

"Come to think of it, Felix is right. It's easier for us to drag you off your shift rather than convincing you to come with us," Seungmin added. 

"Yeah, I agree with Felix," Jeongin said. 

"Okay then, that's settled. After school, we go home first, then meet in front of the cafe where Jisung works and drag him out," Bangchan smiled. 

"WHA— Channie hyung? You too?" Jisung replied. 

"Yep, now let's get going to our own class. It's almost time for the sixth period."

As everyone on the table started to leave, heading to their respective classes, Jisung made a move to depart as well. However, before he could leave, Minho grabbed his arm, pulling him onto his lap. "See you later, babe," Minho whispered. 

"Bitch, let me go!" Jisung whispered back, his voice tinged with frustration and embarrassment. In a swift motion, Jisung managed to free himself from Minho's grasp. Turning to face him, he shot Minho a defiant middle finger before swiftly making his exit from the cafeteria. As he left, a rush of emotions flooded through him, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of confusion at Minho's actions.

Meanwhile, Minho sat there, his face flushing slightly as he watched Jisung leave. A small smile crept onto his lips as he muttered to himself, "Gosh, what have you done to me, Han Jisung?"

In the days that followed, Jisung found himself unable to shake off the encounter with Minho in the cafeteria. Despite his attempts to focus on his studies and spend time with his friends, his thoughts kept drifting back to that moment, replaying it over and over in his mind. The once-familiar halls of the school now felt suffocating, each step weighed down by the weight of his own turmoil. He couldn't understand why Minho's actions had affected him so deeply, why his heart raced at the mere thought of the other boy's touch. Frustration bubbled beneath the surface as Jisung grappled with his emotions, unable to make sense of the tangled mess inside his mind. What did Minho want from him? And more importantly, what did Jisung want?

Lost in his thoughts, Jisung barely noticed the concerned glances thrown his way by his friends. It wasn't until Seungmin gently nudged him that he snapped out of his reverie, blinking in confusion. 

"Sung, are you okay?" Seungmin's voice cut through his thoughts, dripping with concern.

Jisung forced a smile, though it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just...got a lot on my mind, that's all."

But his friends weren't convinced. Felix exchanged a knowing glance with the others, silently acknowledging the need to lift Jisung's spirits.

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As the clock struck the end of Jisung's shift, his friends burst through the doors of the workplace, their faces alight with mischief and determination. Felix led the charge, followed closely by Seungmin, Jeongin, Minho, Hyunjin, Changbin, and Bangchan, each wearing a mischievous grin. 

"Sung, it's time to clock out and join the fun!" Felix declared, his voice ringing with enthusiasm. Jisung blinked in surprise, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected visit. 

His heart swelled with gratitude at the sight of his friends, who had taken the time to ensure he didn't miss out on their plans. "But I still have another work to do," Jisung protested weakly, though the glint of excitement in his eyes betrayed his reluctance to refuse their offer. 

Minho stepped forward, placing a reassuring hand on Jisung's shoulder. "Hey, don't stress about work, Darling. We've got you covered. Remember my offer to be your personal secretary? Today's all about us hanging out together." 

Bangchan wrapped an arm around Jisung's shoulder, a warm smile on his face. "Let's go, Sung. Time to forget about work and just enjoy the day with your favorite people."

"But Channie hyung, we only know each other for just a day," the younger laughed. 

Bangchan chuckled, "Well, sometimes it just takes a day to know that someone's worth spending time with. And trust me, you're worth it, Jisung."

Feeling the sincerity in Bangchan's words, Jisung couldn't help but smile, grateful for the unexpected camaraderie he had found in his new friends. Feeling the warmth of his friends' support, Jisung couldn't help but smile. 

"Alright, you guys win. Let's make today epic!" The boy bid farewell to his coworkers and followed his friends. Their laughter and banter filled the air as they walked, drawing curious glances from passersby who couldn't help but smile at the infectious joy radiating from the group of friends.

However, their carefree atmosphere was soon shattered by the sudden appearance of a group of individuals dressed in dark suits, their menacing aura sending a chill down Jisung's spine. 

"Uh, guys..." Jisung began, his voice faltering as he pointed towards the approaching figures. 

Bangchan's expression turned serious as he quickly understand the situation. "Stay close, everyone. Looks like we've got ourself into a mess." 

"What do you guys want?" Bangchan asked, his voice firm and unwavering. 

"We want Han Jisung," said one of the mysterious men.