Clueless Boy - Minsung

Chapter 55

After a long day at University, where he had to study a lot, Jisung was craving his home, wanting to fall in the comfort of his couch and his lover's embrace.

But no, he had to go to work.

It was hard to adapt to this new rhythm. He didn't even have time to pass by his dorm or have a hangout with his friends. He had to walk straight to work.

And at work, it was always very tiring.

He had to run from left to right during hours, had to take care of not so nice clients when he wasn't so socially comfortable. Hell.

Until the alarm of freedom rang, and he could finally go home.

Arriving home, Minho had obviously cooked for him a bit more late than usual so they could eat together.

Jisung let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding, as he ran straight to him and forced him in a tight hug.

Minho chuckled at that, caressing his back soothingly.

"Long day ?" He said softly.

"Way too much" Jisung pouted.

"Let's eat, mmh ?" He said, stepping closer to the table and bringing Jisung with him "It'll feel more comfortable after our bellies are full"

"MmOkay" Jisung mumbled.

His cheeks full with food, Minho was having a hard time choosing between eating his food or staring at the younger.

He was too cute to be real.

"Can I ask you something ?" Jisung suddenly said, out of nowhere.

"Mmh" Minho said, gazing fondly.

"At work, someone did something that I didn't appreciate and I don't know if it's normal or not" Jisung mumbled, somehow a bit embarassed.

Minho frowned so slightly, concerned.

"Yeah ?"

"A client slapped my butt" Jisung said, neutral.

Minho let his fork fall on the table.

"He what ?!" He asked, voice raising as a sudden wave of anger passed through his veins.

Jisung was taken aback.

"He's often at the bar, and after three beers, he slaps my ass when I pass by him" Jisung explained "Like- almost everytime"

Minho frowned even more.

"Jisung, this is extremely bad" He scoffed "That man has absolutely no right to cross your boundaries like that. Your body is yours. No one has to touch it without your consent, not even myself"

Jisung responded, somehow relaxed.

"That's what I thought ..." He said, pouty.

"Have you said anything to him ?" Minho asked

"No... I didn't know if I could" He said, wincing "He's a client, and I'm a worker... At work, they said that the client is the king and we have to go in their direction"

"But that's sexual harasment. No clients have rights to do that, no one Jisung. You have to say something" Minho encouraged.

He did the biggest efforts to speak to Jisung with calm to not creep him out, but he was sincerely boiling inside.

"What do I say ?" He asked.

"Two choices : you can tell him to the man directly, stating that he can't do that. But we never know ... he can be a degenerate and get even madder ... or scary. If that is too much for you to bear, you can talk directly to your boss." Minho explained.