𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚑𝚘 [Minsung]

8 - The river reflects the starlight.

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Words: 1,896
Tw: Mentions of sex
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"Mom! Dad! I'm home!" Jisung called as he slid his shoes off and went into the living room and sat down on a pillow.

"Honey, we wanted to talk to you about your new friend," Mrs. Han said seriously as she took her apron off and went over to the table where her husband and son sat.

Jisung's heart dropped, because he just remembered he forgot to clean up his room after him and Minho's little activity.

"Minho?" Jisung asked with a nervous chuckle, his mother giving his dad a suspicious look. "Me and your dad think that Minho is a runaway," She said softly, making Jisung sigh with relief.

The two parents looked at each other with confusion by their son's reaction. "...You seem relieved, is something wrong?" Mr. Han asked with a frown as Jisung remembered his conversation with his parents.

"Oh nothing, I thought this was about something else..." Jisung chuckled nervously as the parents nodded slowly and decided to continue.

"Well, we want Minho to go back to his home, we aren't sure if we can keep him here either," Jisung's mother explained with worry as Jisung hummed lowly and looked as his lap.

"Uhm, I don't think Minho is a runaway because he's at his home right now," Jisung stated as his mother tilted her head, "Oh, then he must be on the poorer side since he doesn't wear shoes," She said as he looked at her husband. Jisung being surprised by how easily his mom believed him, but then again he's never really lied to his mom before this so that might be why.

"I'm just saying mom, Minho is fine, I'm fine, nothing is wrong, he's just a new friend," Jisung reassured as his mother gave him a knowing look, "Then how come there was so much semen in your room?" She glared as Jisung paused, his soul leaving his body as the room went silent.

His father stared at Jisung with wide eyes as Jisung did the same, the silence was so loud it was unsettling.

"...I was- uhh... m- masturbating..."

Now the silence was even louder, his parents staring at their son with surprise as Jisung started sweating intensely with his lips pressed into a straight line.

"...I'm only mad because that stuff really stains Jisung, it took a lot of effort to wash your sheets," His mother explained as Jisung blinked a few times, baffled by his mothers statement.

"You do know that intimate romance between two boys is not uncommon and surely not frowned upon here," Jisung's father stated as Jisung started blushing profusely, he did love Minho but he couldn't admit it to his parents.

Jisung smiled sheepishly and rubbed his neck, he was going to say something until his mother giggled, "It's okay honey, I know your embarrassed, just go to bed after eating sweetie," She said with a soft smile as she served him some rice, Jisung chuckled softly as he nodded.

Well, at least his parents were understanding, he just wonders what they will think if they find out Minho was a kumiho.

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Jisung was asleep that night, sleeping soundly when his door slowly opened, two figures creeping inside to sneak up on Jisung.

One crouched down to him and shook him awake, making Jisung grumble and pull the figure into a tight embrace, the figure yelping softly with surprise.

"Noooo not yet Minho..." Jisung growled as he squeezed the figure tighter, still asleep as the figure tried to break free. "J-Jisung! Wake up you bozo!" A familiar male voice said causing Jisung to slowly wake up and flutter his eyes open.