minsung oneshots

opening doors pt 2 💘

me realizing i could be an absolute troll and break this in two separate parts to make you guys wait for the ending hehehehehe... but i didn't so YAY!

i also don't know how i feel about this. do i hate it or do i like it?

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*6 years later*

Jisung sighed as he closed the door. Depression was the only word he could think of to describe the way he had been living for the past three years. He had moved apartments about 2 years ago, the memories of his shared apartment with his ex-boyfriend lingered, causing Jisung's heart to ache in a way it never had before.

The day Minho left, he didn't even cry. He didn't cry for a week, then for a month, only when he went to a therapist and flat out told her the situation that tears came to his eyes. Even then, he wasn't able to tell her why he was crying.

Jisung had insisted that he was just upset that Minho left, he never felt sad or angry up until that point in her sage green office. It took a few more months and twice as many visits to her office before he truly realized what he had done.

He had unknowingly dismissed every important person in his life through his behavior. All that time, it never occurred to him that he might be the problem. Jisung had simply thought all those people had just grown tired of him.

But once, he was laying on the couch in his therapist's office, listening to her ask questions. Jisung knew she was trying to gently pry into his life and possibly uncover a reason for his change in behavior. "You know, sometimes drastic changes in personality can be caused by trauma."

But there was nothing. His life had been steady up until a few months ago when his brain just seemed to spiral out of control. Jisung's life had been the epitome of normal. Except for the fight that happened a few months ago. It wasn't a typical fight though. More emotional scarring than physical. It was barely classified as verbal abuse. No yelling. No hitting. Just words. Words that cut through Jisung's soul like a dull knife.

He hadn't told anyone about his falling out with his parents, not Felix, not Chan, not Hyunjin, no one. Definitely not Minho because Jisung knew what his reaction would be. Minho had always been protective of his friends and he wasn't one to give up easily.

Jisung used to be the same way. He was stubborn and defensive. He dated Minho in spite of his parents' objection and he started a career in music under the same circumstances. So his whole existence was a stain on his family line according to his parents.

Despite everything that was said when he announced Minho as his partner, it didn't bother him. Jisung felt that if his parents stopped loving him over another man, then it wasn't worth it for him to get worked up over. Jisung was happy with his life, he was happy with Minho, and he was happy with his career and friends.

Then it happened. Walking back from the company building to the apartment, he bumped into his parents on the street. Jisung felt his heart stop beating and it was as if his body turned to stone. His heart hurt looking at the people who had disowned him in a minute after he'd spent over 19 years loving them.

The memory made his throat close up and he had to sit up on the couch to reach for the box of tissues because he couldn't see anymore. "I ruined everything. Minho hates me now and I hate myself. It hurts so bad." He cried and gasped for air that his lungs refused to accept. "Jisung! Hey, you're safe here. Just breathe."

But he couldn't. His entire life was in shambles because of two people out of over 8 billion who didn't even care about him. He lost his friends and most importantly, he lost the person that he had put his old life in the blender for. And the worse part was if he had the option, Jisung would do the same thing just to be with him again.