Inside the medical center, it was weird.
It was cold, and Minho felt shivers run down his spine from the weird ambiance.
They walked inside, while the guide did the talking with some nurse.
Minho wasn't in the conversation whatsoever.
He was searching for something else.
He looked around him, noticing a door that was really intriguing him.
There was a paper was plastered on it.
'Mental Illness'
He gritted his teeth.
Soon enough, the guide let Minho in the hands of the nurse.
She left for a moment, before another nurse came to him to bring him to a room.
He followed mindlessly, mostly because she was helping him walk, until they stopped.
He was put on a bed, as she approached his leg.
She started analyzing the leg, getting confused when he was yelling out in pain, but that she couldn't see anything too bad about it.
Well, because there was in fact, nothing.
She seemed a bit embarassed, and explained to him that she'll do her best, because there was no doctors for now.
Of course, they were at the meeting.
She continued inspecting it, while Minho was tired of his acting.
But confused, she decided to grab some more material.
So she asked for Minho to stay there, and she left, running to some other rooms quickly.
So Minho stood up, and left as well.
He started running through the corridors, going backwards on their path, until he arrived in front of that door.
He pushed it, more and more angry.
And he felt extremely happy to notice that door opened when he pushed it.
He started walking on those new corridors, that were even more scary than the others.
The cold feeling was back, mostly because there wasn't any heat system in there.
Which scared Minho to the core.
And his breath was cut as another nurse stopped him.
She frowned right away, completely baffled to see him there.
"What are you doing here ?! Hey !" She said, putting herself in front of Minho to stop him "You have no right to be here !" She said loudly, trying to be assertive.
Minho didn't know what to answer.
He hadn't expected this.
In fact, he hadn't expected much, he has been following his first instinct.
"I'm gonna call for-" She started speaking, walking to the other side and ready to alert others.
But Minho got terrified.
He couldn't stop now, not when he was so close.
He missed Jisung so much.
He grabbed her arm, tightly, and pulled her closer in an abrupt move.
"What do you think you're doing ?" Minho asked, angered, tightening his hold.
"W-What ?" She started blinking, somehow scared.
Minho wanted to apologize.
"Do I have to remind you that you have absolutely no right to go against me ?" Minho said, smirking at the woman.
He was sorry.
"B-But you-" She stuttered, eyes widening, deeply confused "You're not supposed to be here"
"Says who ?" Minho scoffed, staring at her eyes with confidence.
"The men-" She stuttered more
"And what the fuck am I ?" Minho asked, scoffing.
"... A man" She breathed out, now completely confused.
"Exactly" He pushed her arm, pushing her away as he glared at the woman "Get out of my face and let me do what I have to. Because you're in absolutely no control over here, right ?"
She was staring, bewildered, completely lost and confused.
So she started walking away, bowing and muttering apologies, unable to process what had just happened.
Minho felt bad, but he couldn't help but notice how fucking stupid this cult was.
He continued walking.
Running, even.
He opened every doors he was able to set eyes on.
Again and again.
He even ended up finding a crying child, making his heart break.
He really didn't have time for it. He really needed to find Jisung. He let the door open, and continued his way.
He needs to find Jisung.
Until he did.
He opened a room, and finally set his eyes on him.
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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...