My Mistake || Hyunsung

17 | Confused

Jisung continued to unbutton Hyunjin's shirt as he gradually made his way down the older's firm body, leaving a trail of kisses until he let out a soft hum causing Jisung to freeze.

Jisung sat up at stared down at the older laying beneath him with his bare chest rising up and down with each heavy breath he took.

"What the fuck am I doing..?" Jisung whispered to himself as he quickly put his hoodie back on and sped off without another word, leaving Hyunjin confused.

"Sungie, just hear me out," said Junwoo, appearing out of the blue when Jisung ran out of Hyunjin's place.

"What the hell, Junwoo. Were you following me?"

"I just needed to speak to you," Junwoo stopped Jisung in his tracks, "Do you have feelings for him?"

"What?" Jisung asked in disbelief. There was no way this jerk just got caught cheating but has the audacity to ask if Jisung had feelings for someone else.

"Hwang Hyunjin," said Junwoo, "Do you have feelings for him?"

Jisung stared at the desperate loser in front of him when he suddenly remembered the night Hyunjin came home drunk.

"Woo.." Hyunjin groaned.

"Huh?" Jisung stopped what he was doing, trying to figure out what he was saying.

"Min.. Jun.. Woo.."

"Those bruises.. they weren't from falling over. You did that, didn't you? You hurt him," Jisung asked.

"Huh?" Junwoo looked at him confused, he thought he was going to be the one asking questions.

"What did you do to him?" Jisung asked with his fists clenched.

"I don't want to fight you," said Junwoo.

"Good. I can aim better,"

//

Jisung decided to stay at a hotel that night to think about how to deal with this situation. He couldn't just leave it as it was.

He didn't know who to go to advice. For all he knew, Hyunjin could've already spoken to their friends and they probably all hated him at that point.

The only person he could think to go to was his brother, but he didn't want to ask him for help right after having to tell him that his girlfriend was cheating on him.

"I'm so confused," he sighed and rolled in bed.

He stayed in that bed thinking about everything until it was almost time for the sun to set the next day. He finally decided to stop rotting and left to speak to his brother.

"Han, you have a visitor,"

Jaeseok hummed in response and walked out of the garage whilst using a towel to clean his hands that were stained black from oil. He was wearing a fitted black T-shirt and a red cap which he took off to wipe the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand.

"Ji,"

The two brothers just stood there for moment before Jisung finally spoke. "I'm sorry," he said, "For everything. Mostly for the other night. I had no reason to speak to you like that especially over that stupid prick you were just trying to protect me from."