It was now Thursday.
Minho couldn't sleep anymore, at all.
Everytime he closed his eyes, the same images were seen.
He could only imagine it. The face of his lover getting punched. His fragile body getting thrown left to right. His voice called for him.
He was way too anguished to not do anything about it.
Out of impulse, in the morning, he grabbed a coat and left the house.
He ran through Seoul's streets, until arriving in front of the Police station.
He breathed out heavily, and entered it.
"H-Hello, I'd like to report someone's disappearance" He said.
And there started the most shameful part of history. The part where the policemen were never, and will never be useful.
They looked at him up and down, noticing his dark circles, noticing his disheveled hair, noticing his crazy demeanor.
Minho started rambling about Jisung's situation. He started explaining how he was there, and how he was most likely in danger.
"Wait a minute young men" A policeman stopped him, unbothered. "You're telling me your friend went back home ... and you're worried ?"
"His home is the danger" Minho repeated, almost yelling out.
They seemed so unbothered, not believing him one second, thinking he was some madman.
The policemen ended up writing down Jisung's name, but Minho knew it'll never go further.
He scoffed, before simply leaving the building.
Arriving in the streets, he felt dizzy.
His worry was so big he could barely even breath.
He didn't even know when it was the last time he ate something.
He sat on the ground, feeling tears welling up in his eyes.
And they started streaming down, and he couldn't do anything about it.
Just like Jisung's situation, he couldn't do anything.
He was helpless, and completely lost.
He grabbed his phone, and called a friend.
Minutes later, Hyunjin ran to him.
He crouched down, and caressed his knees softly.
"Let's bring you home, mmh ?" He said softly.
And Minho couldn't answer, too busy bawling his eyes out.
So Hyunjin pulled him up, wrapping an arm around him, and walking him back to the dorms.
Minho didn't have any strenght left.
He was broken in a million pieces.
He was terrified to the core.
He had lost all effective energy as he fell on his couch, unable to stop his cries.
Hyunjin didn't even know what to do or to say.
The only sight of one of his strongest friends completely falling apart was breaking his heart.
So much he ended up crying along, holding Minho in a tight hug.
At some point, all their friends suddenly arrived.
Jeongin and Chan took their sweet time to cook something, while Hyunjin and Felix pulled him up so he could sit down, and eat something.
Minho wasn't even moving by himself, he was getting helped left and right.
Seungmin ended up bickering with Changbin, trying to make Minho smile just a tiny bit.
It didn't work. But Minho's cries ended up stopping.
Later, Minho had ask for some alone time.
After making sure he was well enough to be left alone, they agreed on letting him be. Not wanting to go against his will.
And that night, Minho slept on Jisung's bed, with Jisung's favorite hoodie rolled up in his arms.
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Clueless Boy - Minsung
FanfictionAU - Roommates Jisung is highly uneducated, and Minho seems to be losing patience. Until Minho finds out Jisung can be a lot more than what he seems to be. TW Homophobia Talks about violence Smut ? Sorry for the cliche scenario, but i wanted to writ...