Keeping a Distance >•Minsung•<

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Jisung stood there, stunned. He let out a scream as tears start rolling down his face. He clenched his fists so hard is knuckles turned white. He was so close, so close to dying. 'Why can't I even kill myself right? He heard something from the car, suddenly realizing he had caused a crash. Jisung was so furious that his plan hadn't worked that he didn't even notice. He looked to the car from the middle of the road. The door opened and a man fell out of the drivers side. Jisung's heart stopped when he saw who it was. Minho hit the street as he fell from the car door. Jisung couldn't breathe.
"Min- wha- Minho?" Jisung ran to him and kneeled down. "Minho why were you here? What were you thinking going so fast? Why- Minho fuck." Minho was out cold, blood dripping from his forehead. Jisung felt terror and guilt rise in his chest. His hands shake as he pulled Minho's head to rest on his lap. Tears flow from his eyes, some of the tears falling onto Minho's face. He moves some hair from Minho's eyes. "I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry." Jisung chokes out. Minho's eyes open slightly. Jisung can him try and get up as he hears him say something.
"Have to find Jisung." But his face scrunches as he feels sharp pain throughout his body.
"I'm right here. I'm right here Minho." The bleeding boy looks up at the other.
"He can't go, not yet. He doesn't deserve it." Minho breathes through his coughs. Jisung pulls out his phone and calls the police, given them all the information they need quickly. Minho was looking around through half lidded eyes. Jisung then saw his eyes roll back and his head go limp.
"No! Minho stay with me! Minho please!"

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Minho unbuckle himself and opened the door took the car. He couldn't just sit there, he needed to find Jisung. But his body didn't cooperate with him, so he just fell onto the street. Minho saw someone above him in the dark. He couldn't make out who it is. But he knows he can't stay here, he has to find Jisung before he does something drastic. He tried to get up but pain shot through him like lightning. He spoke, more to himself than the stranger. He needed to find a way to get up, to find the boy he was looking for. His head felt fuzzy and staticky. The static grew louder and more encompassing until his vision went dark.

He opened his eyes again. The light being much too bright in his eyes.
"He's lost a lot of blood." He heard someone say. But he didn't really internalize it. He needed to find Jisung. But his body wouldn't even move. He couldn't breathe right.
"J-Jisunggie." He crocked, before his vision went dark once again.

For the last time, he opened his eyes. The light was dimmer than it had been before. He was looking up at a ceiling unfamiliar to him. Then a wave of pain washed over him as he began to feel again. He let out a low groan. "Ow."
"Minho!" Changbin practically yelled.
"Oh my gosh he's awake!" Seungmin gasped.
"So fucking loud." Minho groaned. Changbin and Seungmin paid his comment no mind. Hyunjin, Chan and Jeongin stood up with the other two boys. The boys all grouped around the hospital bed. They then bombarded him with questions.
"How do you feel?"
"What happened?"
"Do you remember anything?" Chan silenced everyone.
"Guys! Give him a minute, he just woke up." Minho looked around for a moment, making eye contact with some of the group. He then looked at Chan. His eyes went wide and he jolted upward, despite the agonizing pain.
"Where is Jisung?!" Chan backed up in surprise.
"Woah hey there! Calm down."
"Where is he?" Minho was getting angry now. Chan looked at him with guilt in his eyes. "What is it" Minho's anger was replaced by fear. Everyone looked down, avoiding eye contact with the boy in the hospital bed.
"Minho, the thing is... we don't actually know where he is."
"You haven't found him?!" Minho looks around, just now noticing the breathing mask on his face and the tube connecting to his wrist. He yanked off the mask and was about to take out the IV when Chan grabbed his wrist.
"Minho no." Chan looked dead serious. "You were hurt, bad. We-" he choked on his words. "We weren't even sure you would make it."
"You were in a car accident." Jeongin spoke softly.
"You can't leave yet, you're still in really bad condition, Minho." Changbin spoke next. Minho just sat there in horror, disbelief and guilt. He looked up at the group.
"Where is Felix!" Minho asked. Everyone looked at each other, giving each other looks.
"He is out looking for Jisung. He came by and waited to make sure you were okay and then he went out and hasn't been back since." Seungmin broke the silence.
"Well at least he has common sense!" Minho yelled. Everyone looked at him perplexed. "I'm fine now! I'm not dying. Jisung might be! Go fucking find him or I swear I will climb out the window if I have to!" Everyone looked at him still.
"We can't just leave you." Chan spoke.
"You can, and you will. Cus you can't just leave Jisung either. Go!" Everyone looked to Chan, who didn't yet move.
"Go find him." Minho's voice was deep and commanding, with an undertone of desperation. Chan looked him in the eye and nodded, now determined. He looked to the rest of the group and marched out of the room, everyone glanced and Minho before following suit. Minho let out a deep sigh. 'Please, please let him be ok.' Minho never prayed, but today he did, even if he had no idea who or what he was praying to.

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