Keeping a Distance >•Minsung•<

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A couple weeks went by without incident. Classes were as usual and Nisung was looking for a job. Jisung was also helping Minho through the loss of his mother the best he could. The only time Jisung ever saw Minho cry again was late one night in their room. Jisung had woken up due to needing to use the bathroom when he heard a sniff behind him. It ended up being Minho next to him silently crying in his sleep. Jisung pulled him into a hug in the bed and brushed through Minho's hair with his fingers to soothe him. "Shh it okay." He said. "I'm here, every thing is going to be okay." Jisung ended up waiting to use the bathroom until the morning. And yes they were in the same bed, again. Every night they were able to come up with a reason to sleep in the same bed together. Whether it was due to sleeplessness, needing comfort, or something stupid like the other's bed being more comfortable for them. So so far, they haven't slept in separate beds since Jisung got back.

Minho, by the way, had been noticing something off recently. More and more often he had this odd feeling in his gut when he saw Jisung. He felt increasingly inclined to hold him. He wanted to always be with him. His mood was instantly better when he was with him. Soon he started having the urge to kiss him. Little did he know, Jisung was slowly feeling the same thing. But to Jisung, this was more scary than anything else. He had never had a good kiss before, and definitely not with someone he felt like he really wanted to kiss. He wanted to want to, but hadn't yet. So to him, this was a bad sign, kissing never ended well for him. Not with Park Jin and not with Ji-ho, his ex girlfriend. Both times he was touched when he didn't want to be, both times he was manipulated. He wanted to be done with kissing. But every night all he could think of was how this insanely hot guy was sleeping next to him and he wanted to kiss him. This caused him to lose a little sleep.

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Jisung shuffled into the kitchen with half open eyes. "Hey sleepy head." Minho greeted him from the stove. Jisung managed to growl a small 'morning' in a deep sleepy tone. Jisung was too tired to see Minho tensing and maybe even blush slightly. Jisung sat at the on the counter and watched as Minho served some eggs and toast onto two plates. "Changbin and Jeongin are out with Chan, so it's just us for now." Minho smiled and handed Jisung a plate. Jisung hopped off the counter and went to the living room to eat, Minho on his tail. Once Jisung put some food in his mouth, he sighed and rolled his eyes back at the taste. Minho smiled at this reaction. "It's good?" Minho asked as he took a bite as well. Jisung nodded as he began to stuff his face a little too fast. "Slow down, I can't have you choking to death." Minho laughed. Jisung was too tired and too hungry to retort anything back. Once he was done eating, Jisung slumped down onto Minho's shoulder with another heavy sigh.
"That was so good." His eyes were closed now, almost ready to fall right back asleep again. Minho moved his arms so that it was rapped around Jisung's shoulders. Soon they turned on the TV and began to watch a k-drama together.

The day was quiet. Mainly, the two boys just cuddled with each other on the couch. Minho made ramen for lunch and then Korean barbecue for dinner. They didn't have any classes until tomorrow so they didn't have to worry about work like that.

The two boys sat on the floor with their plates on the coffee table while the k-drama unfolded infront of them. Minho gasped at a plot twist he wasn't expecting.
"I knew it!" Jisung yelled angrily.
"How did you know?" Minho asked.
"What do you mean? It was so obvious that he liked him. Why else would he be so stupid?" Minho laughed at this, turning his attention back to the TV. This didn't last long though, as the door was suddenly nicked on multiple times. They were in rapid succession, as if someone had to quickly make themselves do it before they changed their mind.
"I'll get it." Jisung raised from his spot on the floor and approached the door. "Coming!" he yelled. He opened the door and froze. It was Felix, and he was sobbing. "Oh my god! Are you okay?" Jisung rushed forward to hug the weeping boy.
"What? What happened?" Minho got up, hearing Jisung worried. He saw Felix and his tears. "Whoa, what's wrong?" He quickly made his way over to them. Jisung pulled back and brushed hair away from Felix's face.
"Here, come inside so we can talk okay?" Jisung spoke softly and Felix nodded. The two walked over to the couch at sat down as Minho got the door. "Can you tell us what happened?" Jisung had such a loving tone to his voice, he was calm and collected, if a little worried. Minho sat on the other side of Felix and rubbed his arm to soothe.
"It's just-" Felix could barely get the words out before more tears began to flow.
"Whoa, hey, it's okay." Minho spoke next. "We're right here okay? We're here for you." This seemed to help Felix calm down as his sobs began to subside.
"So, you know how me and Hyunjin started dating?" Minho and Jisung nodded. "Well, apparently, a lot of people had opinions about that." Minho and Jisung look at each other with confusion written all over their faces.
"Opinions?" Minho questioned. Felix nodded and then continued.
"We've been getting death threats." The two boys listening gasped.
"You're kidding." Jisung was taken aback.
"Oh fuck no." Minho was pissed.
"Yeah. Everyone keeps sneaking notes into our bags during class and posting about it online. People keep telling me that I'm nothing compared to Hyunjin, that I don't deserve him. But I don't care about that. I'm scared for Hyunjin. Others are saying that if he hurts me then they'll kill him." They were at a loss for words. They were furious, but they didn't know what to do about it. Felix pulled his knees up to his chest and hugged them. "I'm scared." Jisung thought the only thing he could do was be there for Felix, so that's what he did. He brought him close into a comforting hug as he weeped into his arms. Minho, on the other hand, thought of another way he thought would help. He pulled out his phone and walked away and into his room. Jisung, confused by Minho's sudden leave, continued to rub circles on Felix's back. After a few minutes of whispering comforting words to him, his sobs slowed as his breathing did. From exhaustion Felix began to drift off in Jisung's arms. Then, Minho burst from the room, anger radiating off him. He stormed to the door and began putting on his shoes.
"Where are you going?" Jisung whisper yelled.
"To Chan's."
"But Felix."
"Don't worry, it's for him. Don't leave him alone, stay with him. I'll be back." And with that, Minho left. He left a confused and frankly a worried Jisung behind. Jisung wanted to move Felix to his bed. Thankfully the boy was extremely light. Almost worryingly so. But it was to Jisung's advantage as he carried the sleeping boy to his bed and tucked him in. He noticed how skinny Felix really was. He seemed almost fragile. All Jisung could do was sit there and look at his friend. He felt awful that such a sweet boy had to go through something like this. Felix was just a little sunshine. There was no need for him to be getting death threats for being with the person he loves. Same goes for Hyunjin. Slowly, the anger started to build in Jisung's gut.

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