Jisung groaned, from how hard Minho was holding his wrist. When they arrived in front of the door, He knocked on it twice. The door was opened from the inside by a man who looks like a butler.
The man bowed at them, "please follow me young masters" The butler then led them into a grand living room.
Finally, Minho released his grip, letting go of his wrist. Feeling that the tight grip on him was gone, jisung looked at his hands, noticing a bruise forming.
Jisung stared at it, even glaring at it. "My skin was so perfect, look what you did Jerk!" Jisung pushed Minho, grabbing his shoulder to make him look at the bruise that he made.
"It-"
"Heyy boys!" They were cut off by Minho's mother, who was walking down the stairs, followed by Alfredo on her side. Jisung's parents follow behind.
Hye-un opened her arms widely as jisung ran towards them, embracing them in a tight hug. Jun-seok followed suit, hugging his family.
The family infront of them looked at them fondly, except Minho who was still quite annoyed.
"Oh! please bring the cupcakes!" Jia ordered one of the maids. " Please, sit" the Han family sat at one of the sofas, the Lee family followed suit, sitting in front of them.
"You look beautiful today Jisung!" Jia complemented, bringing a shade of pink to Jisung's cheeks down his neck.
He shyly smiled, "Thank you, I was kinda contemplating earlier if I should wear them because the Jerk- I mean Minho didn't tell me where we were going."
"oh my, i hope you're not having a hard time handling him. he could have quite an attitude.." Jisung giggled at Jia's statement,
"I could see that" Jisung agreed, chuckling after.
The cupcakes arrived, served by a somewhat beautiful maid.
She was in a uniform, with 2 of the buttons unbuttoned, revealing her cleavage.
Jisung noticed how she kept on glancing at Minho, purposely bending when she served the cupcakes down. But Minho didn't even bat an eye at her. He was busy scrolling on his phone.
Jisung tho noticed something on his mother's arm. "Mom?" he asked, "hm?"
"What is that on your arm?" Jisung grabbed his mother's arm, examining it. "Bruises and cuts? did father.. do this?" He glared at his father who sat beside his mother, his arms wrapped around her waist. Jisung smacked his arms away from hye-un's waist, who giggled at his behavior.
"Oh, she had an accident in the kitchen yesterday." He explained, but jisung didn't believe it. he kept on glaring at him. Jun-seok raised his hands in the air, "I swear! I would never hurt your mother!" Hye-un decided to interrupt, " it's true ji, i had an accident yesterday."
" okay!" the younger exclaimed, having a wide grin on his face. Everyone cooed at his sudden character change, and of course, except for Minho.
The sound of the main door opening at closing was not audible from the living room, but Minho somehow managed to hear it.
Seungcheol went into the living room, greeting the people there.
"Good afternoon ma'am and sir. And hello to you again Gorgeous." He sent a wink towards Jisung, who was once again uncomfortable by the man.
Before Seungcheol could even sit beside Jisung, he was shoved off the way by Minho, who sat beside Jisung, blocking him from sitting beside Jisung.
Seungcheol rolled his eyes at Minho who was continuously glaring in his soul. He went to sit beside Jia, who was currently confused by the tension that the three boys had.
"uhh, jisung, this is Choi Seungcheol. He's Minho's childhood friend." Jia introduced the two to each other, but the tension was still lingering through the air.
Soon enough, the awkwardness was filled with laughter as Seungcheol began telling them his silly memories with Minho.
"I remember that one time where Minho stepped on a poo but he was so young and curious. So he grabbed it and tasted it" Seungcheol recalled, earning laughter from both of the families, including jisung. Except for Minho tho.
His mind went through different dimensions, thinking of ways to shut the man infront of him up. He kept glancing at Jisung who kept on looking at Seungcheol and laughing at him.
And he had enough of it. He grabbed the younger's wrist tightly, pulling him outside.
Although confused, he followed Minho until they were already outside.
"Can you stop grabbing my wrist tightl-"
" I don't like the way you look at that jerk."
Minho cut off his complaints.
" oh? and why does that concern you?"
"You're already married Jisung! Is this what you want? Attention? Is that why you wear such outfits? To get attention? Well you're getting it now! I can't even believe I agreed to marry you."
"Oh yeah? why would you even marry me huh? If only you didn't agree, then you wouldn't be stressed about this."
"I have no fucking choice!"
"You do have a choice!" Jisung argued back, raising his voice his mind was fogged up, covered by anger and frustration. "You have a house, money, you got the looks! While I have nothing! Yes, my parents might be rich, but do you know what I don't have? Love and affection from my own parents. I have to grow up, not knowing that the parents that was taking care of me were not even my own parents! While you got to live your whole life with all this wealth, I had to grow up feeling disgusted by my own being!" Jisung blurted out, Tears were flowing down his cheeks. He aggressively wiped his tears with his sweater paws, walking out infront of Minho.
"wait!" Minho tried to stop him, but it was too late. He was already inside.
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Another chapter cause I'm feeling motivated today:>
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My moonflower // L.MH | Minsung | H.JS
Fanfiction❗❗SLOW UPDATES❗❗ Jisung and Minho, two teenagers with different lives. Jisung, a normal teenager with a normal life. But what he didn't know was that one forgiveness and answer from him, his whole life would change. Was his decision worth it? That...
