Clueless Boy - Minsung

Chapter 88

Minho's stuff has been brought back to his real dorm.

He spent his morning grabbing his things, while Lia was packing her own stuff.

"I'm actually glad to go back" Lia smiled "Ryujin has been complaining about living alone"

"Right, it has been a long time already" Minho responded, smiling at her.

But Jisung pouted

"Don't worry" She chuckled "You weren't a hassle. I had a good time living here as well"

His pout disappeared, reassured.

"Thanks Lia, really" Minho said gently "I really appreciate all the things you did"

"It was my pleasure" She reassured "I'm happy to see that Jisung's ready now"

Jisung also hurried in front of Lia, holding his slate up.

'<3 THANKS <3'

Lia chuckled, before holding Jisung closer and hugging him tightly.

"As soon as you're back in class, we're having a coffee together, okay ?" She said, detaching from him.

And he nodded happily.

They were back to their routine.

Their so loved routine.

Minho gets up first, and makes breakfast, while Jisung wakes up slowly and waddles to have breakfast with his lover.

They clean around, watch movies and Minho cooks while Jisung hugs his back.

Sometimes Jisung sits on the couch, concentrated on Minho's laptop or on his books, while Minho busies himself.

It's a bit more silent than usual, but they have been expressing themselves with glances.

Since then, Jisung has been spending a lot of time behind the laptop.

He even lets his books aside, concentrated on his thing.

"What about a pizza, love ? I'm kinda lazy to cook" Minho mumbled, taking his coat.

Jisung was still on the laptop, not concentrated.

"Baby ?" He called softly, and finally grabbed his attention.

"Pizza ?"

Jisung nodded, then looked back to his thing.

That made Minho frowned, really curious.

He sat next to him.

"What are you doing ?" He asked curiously.

He leant closer, and read what was on the screen.

'File requesting a judicial investigation into massive situations of abuse and sectarian deviations'

Reading this, Minho widened his eyes.

He looked at the boy.

"I-" He blinked "What's this ?"

Jisung smiled, then showed him the entire file on there.

Unsent mails, a lot of them, to authorities.

Filled reports, also unsent.

A lot of different papers, such as his bus tickets with his town's destination and the dates, and reports from the hospital he has been in, stating his medical and psychological condition.

It may be a bit weird, but filling all of this has been helping him moving forward.

Gathering all of it, and the slight imagination of it being useful, it'd help him.

Like it was something that happened, that it was in the past, and that now everything was over forever.

Seeing this made Minho completely excited.

And very Jisung-like to take care of this in the most formal way.

But he also know how the authorities tend to protect cults, and that also made him realize how much it could be in vain.

"Are you thinking of sending it ?" Minho asked, smiling widely.

He shook his head.

"Why not ?" He asked

"Useless" He muttered, sighing.

Minho frowned, saddened.

Jisung wasn't wrong, but still.

"Why would it be useless ? It definitely be useless if you don't send it" Minho corrected, trying to motivate the younger.

He only shrugged, not convinced.

But even if it wasn't useful, Minho still wanted Jisung to try.

The boy needed to get back what they stole from him. He needed some compensations.

"Baby" Minho softened "You need justice for all the life they took from you"

Jisung turned to Minho, blinking.

"You" He said and shrugged.

"Me ?" Minho asked confusedly.

"My justice" He shrugged again.

Minho softened. 

That was a bit too sweet.

"But I'm not enough" Minho muttered "You almost gave your life to all the people you wanted to help. Aside from bringing you justice, do you imagine how much it could help your first goal ?Sending this could be the help they need" 

Jisung stared for a moment, deep in thoughts.

He sighed.

"You have time to think about it" He reassured, putting a hand over his and trying to not overwhelm him "But you can do it, Ji. If there is anyone that could, it's definitely you"

Jisung pouted cutely, liking the praises.

He put the laptop away, and turned to wrap his arms around Minho's shoulders.

He pulled himself forward, slightly falling over the older as he latched their lips together, taking Minho by surprise as he initiated a kiss.

Minho smiled in the kiss, hands very loosely wrapping around his waist.

As much as he loved his waist, his little ribs still needed to be fully healed.

But Jisung didn't seem to care as he completely laid over him, closing his eyes and letting his thoughts shut as he kissed him lovingly, humming in appreciation as he felt his boyfriend soothingly caressing his back.

And after kissing, he nuzzled his head on his neck, scenting his lover and rubbing his cheek against his neck.

Minho smiled to himself, loving the litte moment Jisung started.

"I love you" Minho mumbled, still caressing his back.

Jisung pecked at his skin, trying to answer back.

"Love" Jisung responded, muffled.