Whispers (A Chanmin Fanfiction)

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"Jimin, Wha-"he was cut off by me shoving my ice cream in his face smearing it all over his face in a blob of stickiness. I didn't care if my hand was now sticky  covered I was laughing too hard to even notice Chanyeol rushing over towards me with his ice cream, but once I did I took off running down the street. I heard his footsteps close behind me so I turn to see just how close, but that was a huge mistake. I feel the breath be knocked out of me as I fall hard on my back, I lay there trying to breath for a good minute just staring at the blue sky scattering with deep gray clouds slowly creeping in on the nice sunny day.

"JIMIN!" Chanyeol finally reaches me breathless and breathing hard leaning over me as sweat drips down his face. "Why would you not watch where you're going? There has always been a bike rack pole right here on 5th street.." He lets out a pained sigh still trying to catch his breath along with me. I guess I was too caught up in the whole prank thing to even realize where I was running off too. "Ya know.... Being a singer you sure do have horrible lungs when it comes to running." I finally find my voice and say causing him to laugh and me and fall to the ground next to me on the pavement.

"Out of both of us, you sure do hurt yourself a lot." Chanyeol glances at my still limp body, the pain is still there, but I'm breathing again. "I need to have a talk with Namjoon about rubbing his clumsy off onto his member's,  I'm starting to worry." He laughs as I slap his arm "Namjoon is a klutz huh?" I laugh but wind up clutching my stomach in pain "Damn you sure did take a hit huh love." I just nod my head as he gets up and places his arms under my legs and back effortlessly picking me up off the ground and into his arms.

"Smol bean you are." he says smirking down at me, I just slap his chest trying to not focus on the pain in my chest. "This is fun for you isn't it?" I glance up to his face, but his expression is no longer happy and caring. It is filled with fear and sadness. I go to glance at what he is staring at, but he drops me quickly onto my feet and hides me behind him. Once I'm there I glance in the direction he is paralyzed in fear with. I see his father standing a ways in front of us with a brown bag obviously containing some sort of liquor inside. His expression filled with nothing but anger and hate as he stares directly at his son, I look back and see tears falling down Chanyeols cheeks.

"You bastard..... You lied to me and your mother? I knew it was too good to be true, you're nothing but a simple minded faggot. No son of mine." He staggers up to Chanyeol the liquor strong on his breath "You had a girlfriend, and were moving on from that faze? BULLSHHIT!" he swings his hand towards Chanyeol, and once it made contact it made a cracking sound loud enough to be heard from across the way. 

Then his anger is placed down towards me with a pointed finger "You have R U I N E D My son, you're the reason he is so screwed in life now. He will never be welcomed back into my family for as long as I live. I hope that lives with you for the rest of your life, you're a disgrace to humanity." His words hit me so hard I feel something within me break. I've taken his family from him... I was so blinded by my love that I didn't see he was in pain too. I've ruined him.. His father starts to stagger away from us and enters a house down the way. Chanyeol just stands there motionless staring at where is father was as tears stream silently down his face.

I look around us and see that the people on the street have stopped moving and are now staring at us, some with sympathy and some with disgust. I tug at his arm and try to get him to move, but he doesn't budge. So I take my anger out at the ones staring.

"WHAT THE FUCK, ARE YOOU STARING AT?? FUCK OFF!" I yell at the top of my lungs at all of them watching as they scatter quickly moving away and avoiding my tear filled eyes. I turn back around towards Chanyeol, but he is nowhere to be seen, I frantically glance around for him, but he was not in any of the people in the crowd. "Chanyeol???" I run down the street where we came from, but nothing.. He is gone.... that's when the rain starts to pour, but I don't move, I don't move one inch. I just stood there just as Chayeol was before, before he decided t leave me... again..