ʙᴀᴅ? |ᴍɪɴꜱᴜɴɢ

✿ 22 ✿

Minho and jisung have been hanging out a lot since the last Saturday Minho went over.

Jisung, who wasn't open to making friends, enjoyed Minho's company so much. Maybe a little too much.

One time jisung cried when Minho left and he doesn't know why, to this day, it's a mystery to him.
Maybe it's because they already have an established connection.

Minho was at chan's again, him and jisung were gonna bake cookies and brownies.

Minho stood at the counter with his arms folded waiting for jisung to come downstairs so they could start.

At the same time, chan walked in.

"What are y'all gonna do today?"
He asked, since it's become a regular thing to have Minho over.

Minho's eyes lit up, "We're gonna bake cookies and brownies!" He couldn't hide the grin on his face even if he tried to.

Chan returned his energy with a smile of his own, "that's good min. But can I talk to you for a second since we kinda haven't yet?"

Minho dreaded this but he agreed nonetheless.

Chan joined him at the counter.

"Where did you go the day after we saved jisung min? I mean I know you told me that uh, that your family was moving but, that's it.."

Minho sighed and stood a little straighter, "I was gonna move back but my parents didn't want to so I had no choice."

"Min that's so vague, at least give me something more to work with?"

"Channie I'm sorry, but when I'm ready I'll tell you. There really isn't much more to it though."

Minho was lying through his teeth, but he didn't wanna talk about what happened just yet.

Chan hoisted himself up just in time to see jisung come into the kitchen.

"What's wrong pretty?" Minho immediately noticed the bubbly boy from earlier was no longer present.

"Nothing, let's get started?" Jisung smiled, trying to dodge the question, but Minho wasn't having it.

He walked up to jisung, placing both hands on either side of his face; to make the younger look at him.

"You're lying.." Minho looked at him intently. Jisung hated how much Minho could see through him.

He tried to move, but he was firmly kept there in Minho's grasp.

He gave up eventually and just spilled.

"What did chan hyung mean when he said, "we saved jisung"?"

"Oh.."

"Min if you don't tell me, I no longer wanna do anything together. Cause there's so many things flying through my head after hearing what was just said."

He released jisung's face, "pretty you can't do that, we already planned this."

Jisung folded his arms across his chest, "but I can Minho. Now tell me."

Minho ran his hand through his hair. He didn't wanna fight with jisung who seemed bothered already considering the fact that he used his full name instead of 'min'.

"We should sit down then."

Jisung didn't wait for him as he trudged out the door and into the living room.

"Well?" He was getting impatient by the second since Minho didn't even start talking.

"Channie and I were walking one evening and we got close to this house. I saw you; I remembered you from school that day. But yeah I saw you and two other men. It looked fine at first but then I noticed you were uncomfortable and crying. So I pulled chan and we jumped over the wall.."

With each word being said, his face contorted into shock.

"I took you out of their hands while chan tried his best to hold them back for as long as possible. After that, you hugged me, right outside the gate. We practically ran to chan's old house after. You and I talked for a bit and you asked for my-"

"I asked for your name and you said something like, you wouldn't tell me because you'd be leaving soon and I thought you were gonna die but you only had to move...oh my god" jisung gasped out, all in one breath.

"Yeah.."

Jisung was sensitive, so no wonder he started crying as he marched through the house yelling chan's name.

"BANGCHAN HYUNG!!"

the older came running out of his office.

"Yes ji- why are you crying?!" Concern laced in every syllable that slipped past his lips.

"How come you never told me someone else was with you that day?!"

"Uh well..you see-"

"Don't you think I deserved to know?"

Chan hated being cut off when he was speaking. He stood upright, his mood changing.

"No I didn't. Considering you never asked about it jisung!"

"Even so!! And I always felt like something was missing-"

"Then these are the things you should tell me jisung, not suffer in silence while in your room, that's not how this works!!"

Minho watched them with frightful eyes. Feeling as though he caused this, he wanted to make it right. Somehow.

Minho walked up to jisung and chan who were too immersed in taking jabs at each other to notice.

In the next second, Minho had jisung in his hold while repeatedly apologizing. Not just to jisung, but to chan as well.

Jisung wasn't having it with either of them though.

He pulled himself back from minho with so much force that the older looked hurt.

"Minho, when did you remember me? Because I just know you did."

Jisung's tone sounded demanding and it caught him so off guard.

"Uh- it was...jisung please don't do this-"

"You remembered me at the park didn't you?"

Minho remained silent which upset jisung even more.

"MINHO DID YOU OR DID YOU NOT-"

"And what if i did?! Huh jisung?!"

Hot tears streamed down jisung's face from being severely overwhelmed.

"Fuck you both."

With those last words, he marched out the door, making sure to slam it for emphasis.

Minho came down from whatever high he was on in the heat of the moment.

"Channie.."

"It's okay min, give him space."

No matter how many times chan repeated that statement to him, as he was comforted by the older, the tears never stopped.

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