From Killer to Lover - Minsung

Chapter 4

Jisung leaving Minho be was not the best idea, if he had to be honest with himself.

The tick tock of the clock in what was supposed to be his new room rang in Minho's ears. That alone gave him more reason to hate the ratty room, even though it was supposed to bring him comfort, as that was the point of having a bedroom.

He sighed, the noise certainly wasn't helping the warzone in his head. Infact, it only fueled it more.

Tick tock, you have no idea what you're doing, tick tock, it seemed to say.

Perhaps Minho should've taken his life, this was a tad bit too complicated in contrast to his normal routine. Rational thoughts? He gave up on those after he realized his first and probably only instinct was kill.

Meanwhile, on the other end of the backdoor, stood the two best friends, discussing about the new intruder.

"I somehow trust you with this, how much rational thinking it requires. You and rationality don't pair well at all. But a part of me still doubts you, can you please explain your thought process?" Jisung said, voicing his thoughts after a painful long while of having to shove them to the back of his mind.

"Truthfully, this wasn't much of a rational thought either." Hyunjin admitted, and all of Jisung's colors escaped from his face, leaving him pale.

"WHAT—"

"Shh! Shh! Calm the fuck down! Hear me out" Hyunjin said while panicking, his hand firm against Jisung's mouth to try and silence his loudness. Minho could very well hear them if not.

Jisung wanted to say no, but all that came out was a muffled noise.

"We have nothing to lose, wouldn't you say? You've wanted to kill yourself for ages at this point, cause apparently life is too boring." Hyunjin rightfully pointed out, making Jisung's tensed body relax a noticeable amount. "With that feisty cat here, we can finally add some spice in our life. Besides, Minho's basically unarmed for now, I thought about that one!" The brunette continued, his tone screaming 'where's my hug at?'. Obviously, Jisung wasn't giving him the satisfaction of that yet because his life was still in danger.

Jisung tugged at Hyunjin's arm, silently pleading to be given his voice back. The latter complied soon after realizing what the action meant.

He let out a deep breath, trying to make up for the loss of oxygen after being under Hyunjin's suffocating hand.

"Look, I get what you mean, but when I considered suicide I was envisioning a less brutal death.." Jisung explained, sighing. "Poisoning myself sounds a bit more pleasant than getting a knife plunged into my heart by an attractive guy, no?"

"Fair enough, I— Wait.." Hyunjin said, his eyebrow raising. "Did you just say attractive?"

"What? Oh, um—" Jisung stammered, his cheeks heating up at the accidental confession he just gave. "Well, you.. you said you lead me to Minho because you thought he could be my type earlier, did you not?" He defended, shocked he managed to find a valid argument so fast.

"True, but I wasn't expecting to be right!" Hyunjin giggled, squealing and clapping his hands like they were speaking of Jisung's highschool crush.

Jisung hit him, putting a stop to his giggling fit. "We're talking about a potential serial killer, please let's not." He groaned.

Hyunjin rolled his eyes. "Usually i'm the one hitting some sense into you, you hypocrite, let a man dream!"

"Not the time, good morning." Jisung said, getting a bit annoyed, but in all honesty he was thankful Hyunjin was overly optimistic. Atleast there was one source of positivity available. Still, he wished for the teasing to end. He felt teased, atleast, even if that wasn't the goal.