Keeping a Distance >•Minsung•<

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The parties Jisung were going to seemed to get louder than the last every time he went. This party was held by an acquaintance of Felix's. Felix knew a lot of people. He would say hi to almost everyone he saw. The group, however, had found a quiet room in the house to hang out in. They had been there for a while and needed a break from the noise, but they didn't want to leave just yet. Everyone had a drink in hand except Jisung. He didn't handle alcohol the way everyone else could. Despite wanting quiet, everyone in the room was extremely loud. They were, apparently, loud and excited drunks. Though, Chan, for some reason, was cleaning up the room. He was placing discarded plastic cups and plates in the bin whenever his eyes landed on one. Hyunjin was sitting on a pillow on the floor with Felix's head on his lap. Changbin sat on the couch with Jeongin and Seungmin was in between his legs on the floor facing the group. Minho sat across from Jisung. He didn't spare him a glance as the conversation continued. Jisung was getting more pissed by the second. He hated how he only really responded to Chan. Jisung wanted his attention. He told himself that it wasn't really that he wanted his attention, but that he just didn't want to be ignored. Slowly, the group went back into the party one by one. Soon it was just Minho, Jisung, Felix and Hyunjin. Minho was completely silent now since Chan had left. Minho moved to the couch and pulled out his phone. Jisung adjusted in his seat on the floor. Hyunjin and Felix laughed about something Jisung didn't hear.
"Minho you hear that?" Felix asked as the three boys looked at him, waiting for a response. All they got was a hum. That was the last straw for Jisung. How could he so plainly ignore someone as sweet as Felix, he just wanted to make sure he felt included. How fucking rude. Jisung scoffed and got up. He walks to Minho and grabs his arm.
"Walk with me." He says with a threatening smile. He yanks him up.
"The fuck? Don't touch me!" Minho barely gets out the words as he is dragged to another empty room even farther from the main party.
"Okay, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Jisung finally lets go and turns to Minho. He just looks at him in disbelief.
"What are you talking about?"
"You can't just ignore people like that. In case you didn't know, it's actually really fucking rude. You need to get over yourself."
Minho scrunched up is nose.
"The fuck? I literally told you I have no interest in getting close with anyone. Excuse me if I'm true to my word. It's not my fault you can't take a hint."
"What is your deal? What, you got this sad backstory that gives you the right to be a dick to everyone one around you?" Jisung's heart rate increased, but he paid it no mind.
"Shut up." Minho seems like he is trying to stay calm.
"You can't just go around treating people like this. Do you know how you make people feel?" Jisung starts projecting.
"Jisung." Minho has earring in his voice.
"You make people feel so insignificant around you. You know how I know? Cus you do it to me all the fucking time." Jisung feels panic welling up inside him, but he is too mad to even notice.
"Jisung shut up."
"You act like you care and stop me from doing the one thing that stops me from killing myself, and then act like I'm nothing. How do you think that makes me feel?!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU PIECE OF WORTHLESS SHIT." Minho screams inches away from Jisung's face. Thai triggers something in Jisung. Finally, the panic rises to the surface. Jisung gasps. And then gasps again. He can't breathe. His entire body is shaking. He stares wide eyed at Minho for a moment, long enough to see the anger turn into concern in Minho's eyes. Then he looked down to see his hands shaking incredibly violently. His grasped his chest, feeling like his heart might implode.
"J-Jisung?" Minho reached out to him, causing Jisung to stumble backward into the wall. He couldn't get air into his lungs, his vision began to swim. Jisung doubled over and fell to his knees on the floor, using his free hand to stabilize himself. As Minho tried to get down and help him up, Jisung crawled back with tears streaming down his face. He used the wall to get up and shove past Minho.
"Jisung!" He doesn't even hear Minho call his name due to the ringing in his ears. He runs out of the house.

Minho panicked. He knows how bad Jisung mental health must be for him to do what he caught him doing that day. He knew that what he had said may have pushed Jisung over the edge. He runs through the crowd looking for the broken boy. Jisung is nowhere to be seen, so he goes for help.
"Chan!" Minho screams the second he lays eyes on his only friend. The man looks at him with confusion on his face. "Chan." Minho gasps for air once he reaches him. "I really fucked up."

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