Your Secret

Finding out

I arrive back to my apartment. I open the door and kick off my shoes, stuck in my head over the conversation I had with Changbin. I look up to see Jisung missing. I look around, the kitchen, his room, my room, and peak in the bathroom. He's no where to be found. I stand in the living room with my hands in my hips. Confused on where he could be.

I ruffle my hair, deciding not to stress to much about it. I sit down on the couch and let out a deep sigh. Maybe I should give up. I'm not getting anywhere. It's the same topic over and over, yet I don't find out anything new.

I look at my phone, it's barely 12pm. I groan, knowing I still have a few hours before I have to head to my class. I turn on the Tv, attempting to get a nap in before I exhaust myself later. As I lie down, I feel my body immediately begin to relax. And I fall asleep faster than I expected.

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I jump up to hear a knock on the door. I fix my hair, and rub my eyes. Getting up and walking to the door. I open it to see the mailman, delivering the sweets I ordered. I sign my name and wave him goodbye. Setting the box down I grab a knife to open it.

I grab the sweets and smile, stuffing some in my bag for when I get hungry. It's almost time for class, so I box back up my treats and store them away. I throw on a coat and grab my phone. I open the door to see Jisung. He looks upset.

"Hey, where have you been..?" I ask, trying to sound comforting. "No where.. go to class.." he mumbles, dropping his bag at the couch and stumbling to the kitchen. I want to help, but I'll be late for class. I sigh and shut the door behind me.

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"Minho. Minho. Minho!" I jump up hearing my name. I look around to see no one in the class room, and bangchan in front of me. "Cmon, class ended 5 minutes ago." He pulls me up by my arm, helping me stand.

"Shit.. I think I fell asleep during the lecture.." I grumble, knowing today was supposed to be important. "Don't worry, you can use my notes. If you come over I'll teach you some of the other stuff too."

"Oh— no.. uh, I got to get back to the apartment.. jisung seemed, off.." I give an awkward chuckle, grabbing my stuff and bowing with my head, "bye bangchan, see you tomorrow."

I trot outside and to my bicycle, riding it back as fast as I could. I know Jisung needs time alone when he's like this, but being alone for to long makes him even more upset. I quickly set my bike up and run up the steps. I open the door and fling off my shoes, slamming the door behind me. "Jisung? Hanji?" I worry at the silence.

I open his room door, yet he's not there. I open mine, and let out a sigh of relief. "Hanji.." I sit on the edge of the bed, rubbing his back as I lean over him. "Do you want to tell me what's wrong?" He curls into a smaller ball. I frown at his action, deciding to take him into a spoon.

I continue to hug him, rubbing his stomach with my hand until I feel his breathing calm down. "Are you better now?" His head nods, and I relax. I let him go, but he grabs my hand, turning around to shake his head. "Don't let go—" he seems surprised by his own words and actions. So I don't disobey.

"Okay, okay.. lie back down." I wrap my arms back around him, continuing to caress his stomach softly. I don't know what's wrong, but I don't think now is the time to ask. I can feel Jisungs heart beating like crazy. We cuddle like this regularly, but it feels so intimate right now. The silence is deafening, and almost awkward. I feel jisungs stomach relax against my hand, leading me to think he's fallen asleep. I use my arm as support, looking over to see his eyes shut. I take my other hand away and slowly crawl off the bed.

I guess he was just really tired. I thought to myself before shutting the door and letting out a deep breath. My own heart sounding insanely loud now that I wasn't focused on Jisung. I put my hands over my heart as if to muffle the noise of it beating so hard. I sit on the couch, letting out deep breaths. This is crazy. Why am I so flustered right now?

I open my eyes, looking down at my shaky hands. There's no way.

I pull out my phone and go to safari. Searching up something I never thought I would. At least, something I never thought I would and being serious. I clicked on the first website, scrolling down until I reach the start button to the 'are you gay?' Quiz.

The answers throw me off, but I try to be honest. I reach the final question, it being 'have you ever been interested in a guy that goes beyond being friends?' My eye brows furrow, I know what I should pick, but I click no.

The final results pop up, and my answer shocks me. Bisexual? What?

There's no way, absolutely not. I shut the phone off and run my hands through my hair. I get things have been crazy and confusing lately, but I don't see any man like that. None of my friends.........

I hear the door click, the sound of my room door opening. Jisung walks out with a way to baggy white and red shirt, his shorts too short to be able to see over the shirt. I think I froze or something, because all the sudden I couldn't hear anything but my heartbeat.

"Minho.. why'd you leave? I thought we were going to nap or something-" he walks over to the couch, plopping down beside me. He falls down, his head now lying in my lap.

My words get caught in my throat, and I can't seem to really move at all. It wasn't until I noticed Jisung had unlocked my phone, and was reading my quiz results. I snatched my phone , shutting it off and throwing it as far as I could. I quickly stood up, but couldn't bring myself to move much farther.

I could feel Jisung gaze, it was strong, confused yet thrilled. I just closed my eyes, praying and hoping he didn't read a lot.

"So.. you're..?" He speaks, standing up to look at me. He peeks over my shoulder, grinning. If I wasn't red before, I definitely am now. I can feel the heat radiated from my ears. "I......" I couldn't form words. Jisung stepped closer towards me, trying to make eye contact but I continue to look at the floor.

Jisung brought a hand up to my chin, forcing me to look at him. I blinked rapidly, not wanting to look at him. I throw it hand off of me, and sprint back to my room. I grab my phone in the process, and squiggly shut and lock my door.

I have to get out of here, even if it's just for the night, I can't stay here.

End chapter 6

Wow guys, hello after a month and some !! I was quietly working on this and decided to finish it so I can give you something to read!! :3 be prepared for the next chapter.. it's spicy.. ;3