It Started In The Hallway - Minsung

Sixty-Six

⚠️ Vomit ⚠️

Jisung knows he can't finish the whole sandwich without having to throw up, so he tries to eat at least half of it. 

They all talk a while, Jisung slowly eating as much as he can, thinking it is going okay. At some point Minho wipes a crumb off of Jisung's mouth, resulting in an "ooo~" from the others and making Jisung blush as Minho brushes his finger over his lips. 

He eats about 3/4 of the sandwich, but he thinks that's enough, so he quits.  

After a few minutes, he can feel something is wrong, so without warning he gets up and rushes to the bathroom, leaving the others confused and wondering what happened. 

Minho immediately gets up and follows after him.

Jisung is in the bathroom throwing up everything he just ate. Although it wasn't that much, it was a lot since he doesn't eat big portions often; he can't. 

Minho rushes into the bathroom after him. 

"Jisung?" Minho asks, concerned. 

But by the heavy breathing, he can tell Jisung is in here, and he is not having a good time. 

Minho quickly goes into the stall that Jisung didn't have time to close and gets on his knees besides Jisung, comforting him. 

As Jisung thinks he is done, he tries speaking. 

"I'm sorry... I thought I was doing ok-ay... I tried eating a lot, so I d-didn't worry you gu..."  Jisung pauses a second before his stomach rejects the food even more. 

Minho rubs Jisung's back in comforting strokes. 

"You're okay, you did your best. I shouldn't have pressured you into eating more than you could handle." 

A few minutes pass as Minho comforts Jisung and hopes he doesn't throw up again. 

"If you think you are okay, then I am going to grab napkins and water. Okay?" Minho says. 

Jisung nods. 

Minho gets up and hurries to the table, grabbing a glass of water and napkins. 

"What happened?" The others were curious. 

"Tell you later." Minho says as he goes back to the bathroom, not wanting to leave Jisung alone more than he has to. 

"Did you throw up anymore while I was gone?" Minho asks.

Jisung shakes his head and that relieved Minho. 

"Good." Minho says. 

Minho kneels down next to Jisung and wipes his mouth with the napkin, getting all the vomit off of his lips. 

He then gives Jisung the glass of water. 

"Rinse your mouth and spit it out, then you can drink some." He says. "I just don't want you to taste that anymore." 

Jisung does that, drinking some after. 

After a few moments of silence, Jisung speaks. 

"Thank you, Minho... I don't know what I would do without you... You help me so much..." Jisung looks like he wants to hug Minho, but he doesn't know if Minho wants him to hug him since he was just throwing up. 

"Come on, hug me." Minho says, leaning back a little as he is sitting on the ground so Jisung can hug him easier. 

As Jisung puts his arms around Minho, Minho rubs Jisung's back. 

They stay like that for a few long minutes, Jisung breathing in Minho's cologne the whole time before he lifts his head up. 

"We can go back out now! And again, I am sorry you had to see that..." Jisung says. 

"It happens to everyone. Sometimes it is just a special case, though." Minho says, making Jisung feel better. 

Jisung feels happy that Minho is so understanding. 

"Okay, let's go then." Minho says, standing up as Jisung gets up off of him. 

The two go back to the table, their friends wondering what happened. 

"Sungie? What happened? Are you okay?" The questions kept on coming. 

"Uh, yea, I just... It didn't settle in my stomach right... Yea!" Jisung says. 

"Good, I'm glad you're okay!" Felix replies. 

"Me too!" Hyunjin says. 

"Me three although I have no idea what happened, haha." Changbin says. 

All of them are leaving the cafe after everything has been paid for. They stayed there until about 5 just eating and chatting. 

Now they are going to walk around up town and go into stores until 7. 

Minho takes breaks to ask Jisung if he is feeling okay or if he needs to take rests often. (Although he says he doesn't) 

Minho really takes care of Jisung when anything goes wrong. 

The five of them walk around up town before it starts getting dark at 7 PM. 

"I think we should start heading home now, what do you guys say?" Changbin suggests.

"Awh, babe, what a party pooper!" Felix says. 

"How about I go to your house and then we can spend time alone?~" Changbin says, winking at Felix.

"I change my mind, let's go!" Felix says. 

"Ugh, I'm such a fifth wheel!" Hyunjin says, side eyeing Felix and Changbin. 

"Fine by me. Changbin, you three go that way, right?" Minho says, pointing in the opposite direction of the way he and Jisung needed to go.

Changbin nods. 

"Okay, well I am going to take Jisung home. I trust you to protect them, muscles." Minho says. 

"Yeah, yeah, why wouldn't I protect my baby and friend." Changbin says with a smile, teasing the two as he flexes his muscles. 

"Alright well, it was nice hanging with you guys. Are you ready, Jisung?" Minho says. 

"Yep!" Jisung replies. 

"Okay, lets go." 

"Bye, guys!" 

The two make it to Jisung's apartment safely. Minho decided to drop Jisung off first then go get his car. 

"Thank you for taking care of me today, Minho! I really appreciate it!" Jisung says. 

"Anytime." Minho replies.

"Please get home safely!" 

"Like I always tell you, I will. I know how to defend myself." Minho says. 

"Oookay! Goodbye, Minho!" 

"Goodbye, Jisung. Remember to lock your doors." Minho says, wanting to keep Jisung safe. 

As Minho leaves, Jisung closes the door and locks it. 

He messages Minho "Can you text me when you get home, please! 🥰" and then waits around, hoping Minho will message soon. 

Although, what he didn't know is that Minho would be a bit delayed. 


Minho is walking down the sidewalk in the dark, and he hears some footsteps behind him. He keeps walking, thinking nothing of it until someone runs by and tries to steal his watch that he took off and was holding in his hand. It was luxury, so it's an obvious reason why. 

Minho chases after him, knowing exactly what to do in a situation like this. Luckily, Minho is faster than the thief, so he catches up in no time. 

But what he didn't see was a punch coming straight for his face. Or the knife the guy had. 

First it was the punch, and then was the sharp pain.