52. Tell The Truth Sweetheart

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TW: Talk of trauma and suicide. (also, i have no idea how jail and court actually work so this is just a mix of how I imagine it and what I see from TV)

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Jisung startles awake in Minho's arms at the sound of keys jangling nearby. He looks up sleepily at the officer who enters their cell. He turns to the elder and shakes him awake too to listen to what he has to say.

"You both are to be escorted to the showers where you will clean yourselves quickly. You will each get a suit to wear to your hearing. Please follow me." The couple stand and follow the policeman out and through a hallway. He led them through a door and into a small bathroom with a shower, sink and toilet.

"I'm assuming you won't mind sharing this bathroom, but if you do, one of you can wait outside. When you're done knock on the door, and I'll give you your suits and shoes." He instructed, turning to leave when they both nodded their heads.

The small area was lined with white tiles, mold covering the joints between walls and ceilings. The sink was small and porcelain with multiple spaces chipped off, the toilet not doing any better. On the other wall, in the corner, was a pulled back curtain revealing a small, metal rusting shower head and knob to turn it on.

Beside that was an equally rusty bar with two white towels resting on it. The two stripped and Jisung shivered in the cold air as the elder turned on the water and adjusted it. Once he'd gotten it warm enough, Minho beckoned over the younger who latched onto him under the stream of water.

The elder pulled the curtain across, dimming the light on them and giving a little privacy. As Jisung stayed hugging him, face against his chest and arms wrapped tightly around his waist, his boyfriend reached over and grabbed a small bottle of shampoo.

He lathered it between his fingers before raking them through the younger's hair. He massaged his scalp slightly, feeling him relax as he did so. He then took the shower head off its hook and carefully washed it away, making sure not to get any in his eyes or on his face.

Minho repeated this process with the conditioner as Jisung just rested against his body. He pushes the boy away slightly, making him whine in annoyance.

"You can stay close, I'm just going to wash you. Okay?" He said, the younger nodding back. He was acting different today, clingier. And although Minho wasn't complaining, he was a little confused.

"Why are you acting like this today?" He chuckled as the soap bubbled on Jisung's body as he rubbed it in.

"I just wanna be close to you." He grumbled, resting his forehead against the other's shoulder. Minho washed away the suds and hummed in understanding.

"Are you still worried about what's going to happen today?" He asked as he put the shower head back and started to reach for the shampoo. The younger's hand on his wrist stopped him.

"Yeah. But I trust you, and I know that you know what you're doing, but..." He trailed off and his hands stopped massaging the shampoo into Minho's hair.

"If we go to jail, we'll be separated. I'll be without you, which kills me just thinking about it, and the with amount of people me and Eun put in jail that hate us, I'd be surprised if I wasn't killed on the first day." He grabbed the shower head and washed the soap out as the elder stared at him.

Jisung finished washing his hair and body in silence, wrists being grabbed by Minho when he was done.

"It kills me thinking about not being with you too." He admitted in a whisper. He opened his mouth to say something else when a knock sounded at the door. They dried quickly and dressed into their suits when the clothing was passed through the door. A simple black and white outfit with ties.

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