Crazy || Hyunlix

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Minho opened the door to him and jisungs shared apartment. His eyes were so low that he could barely speak. He'd recently left the hang out early. His heart was racing with such thoughts. he and jisung had gotten into another argument.

What was the point anymore?

"Your back, already?" Jisung asked.
He was obviously concerned, looking at his boyfriend's more reddish face and flushed cheeks. He was obviously some form of drunk.

"Hm." Minho hummed. He felt jisungs hands around his face, placing it against his forehead and everything. "Are you drunk?" Jisung asked.

"Yeah.. I am."

"Why didn't you ask me for a ride minho? I could've picked you up. Mad at you or not." Jisung scolded. But minho just looked jisung in the eyes, noticing how pretty he always looked. He sometimes took it for granted.

"It was fine. The Uber only cost me a little." Minho nearly stuttered. He sat down at the table, looking at jisung, who was only worried.

"I can't keep fighting for us if you won't fight for us either.. you aren't even trying minho, I'm doing everything."

Jisung said. He stood up at this point, his eyes clearly showing he was hurt.

"Jisung, don't say that.. I'm trying, too."

"In what way? You aren't doing anything but leaving me alone. You're a terrible person for not trying minho, I try so hard for you—"

"I'm a terrible person? Are you seriously saying that now?!" Minho said. He didn't want to hear jisungs yelling in his ear anymore. He quickly stood up, slamming his hands on the table so loudly. It made jisungs whole body flinch.

Jisung felt fear raised in his body, seeing minho approach him. He shouldn't be scared. Minho was his boyfriend. Why would minho hurt him any further than words.

"Get the fuck out."

He muttered.

"W-What?"

Jisung stuttered, his tone faint as his heart began hurting so quickly. He gently turned around, looking at Minho who poured a glass of water into a cup, almost as if he didn't care.

"You're kicking me out? Why are you speaking to me like that minho—"

"I'm tired of you, jisung. I'm done."
Minho said, he watched jisungs face change so drastically.

"So, were breaking up?" Jisung asked, he was facing Minho with such desperate intentions, he didn't want them to be done.

"All I asked was for you to try minho, put forth the effort I do, do something nice for me minho. It's not much to put in effort."

Jisung said. "Jisung, stop talking to me." Minho said harshly. Yet jisung couldn't believe minho was speaking to him like this, he just couldn't. The same person who called jisung his, the same person who bought jisung flowers everyday when they got together, the same person that held jisung til they both fell asleep.

"Why, tell me why minho."

"Because I hate you, jisung."

He yelled back.

Jisungs mouth parted, hearing this, his lips soon closed. His heart pounding with such hurt, he couldn't believe it, minho said something like this.

His minho.

"No you don't."

Jisung said quickly.

"Yes. I do jisung."

"Look me in the eyes and tell me you hate me minho." Jisung said, his eyes were locked in with minhos. Watching as minho hesitated, he couldn't respond to a single thing.

"You can't even look at me and say those words." Jisung said, he reached for his jacket, shoving his phone into his pocket quickly. He didn't want to cry and show a side that minho saw again.

Why was he lying about it though?