Eyes closed- Minsung

5: I'm good at drinking

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"What the fuck?!" Jisung yelled out, now laid out on the floor looking at the man smirking menacingly above him.

"That's all you have to say?" He chuckled mockingly, kicking him once again in the stomach, making Jisung groan from the pain.

Jisung tried to stand up to fight back, but he just kept being pushed down, and in his weak state, he couldn't do too much about it. He felt pathetic.

"Why are you picking a fight with me?" Jisung asked angrily, still holding his stomach.

"I'm not picking a fight with you, I'm kicking your ass one sidedly" He hunched over Jisung, an intimidating look in his gaze making Jisung shiver.

"Even so, why?!"

"You seriously don't know?" Jisung shook his head violently, blinking repeatedly and flinching every time the other guy moved.

"You're even more clueless than I thought" He scoffed, looking behind him to see nobody else there. They were completely alone in an empty park.

Everything looked lively and vibrant when Jisung entered this park the first time as a kid, but as he grew older, the grass always seemed like a grayer shade of green. The sky seemed monochrome. The air seemed stuffy.

It didn't help that the guy standing above him was kicking his ass with no issue.

"I'll tell you then" The guy smiled mockingly and crouched down, now making eye contact with Jisung from above him, Jisung desperately trying to stop his trembling as to not look even more pathetic.

"You know your little friend, Hyunjin?"

"...Obviously, what about him?" Jisung asked, tilting his head.

"He's a fucking snitch, that's what" He spoke, letting his tongue poke his cheek, continuing to smile as Jisung's face turned confused.

"What?" Jisung raised his eyebrow. The other guy clicked his tongue and stood up, and while he was trying to get up, Jisung took the opportunity to get up as well.

"Ask him for yourself" He said in that calm, chilling tone of voice again. It made Jisung disgusted.

"Okay, get the fuck away from me now" Jisung rolled his eyes, wanting nothing more than to leave, go back home, and do anything that wasn't this.

"I'm not scared of you...but fine" He smirked, getting closer to Jisung until he was against a tree and tugging his hand on Jisung's shirt to hold him there.

"Fuck you" Jisung scoffed, pulling the other guy's hand off of him by force and walking away, looking back at him. He was only met with that same frustrating smile.

"I will fucking kill you one of these days..." Jisung mumbled under his breath inaudibly.

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"Jisung?"

"Jisung!"

"Huh? What?" Jisung shook his head and blinked as he snapped out of it, now feeling his head return to the real world.

"Are you okay?" Jeongin asked, concerned, which was responded to by a weak nod.

"I was worried" Jeongin spoke, now going back to abusing Jisung's face with a beauty blender, Jisung whining slightly at the pain.

"Is this really necessary?" Jisung grabbed Jeongin's arm, forcing him to stop hitting his face so painfully with that beauty blender.

"Beauty is pain, Ji" He responded as he pulled his arm out of Jisung's grip and went back to applying the beauty blender harshly on him, making Jisung scoff.