Then There's Us. [ Hyunsung ]

7

When Jisung saw how Hyunjin had beaten those losers into pulp he had a sudden flashback. He was reminded of the card Hyunjin gave to him. Was he really trying to befriend Jisung? He brought his head down and smiled at himself. So, is he mad or not? He thought, finding this very confusing.

Hyunjin wanted to argue that he didn't do it because of him but he stopped when he saw the smile displayed on Jisung's face. It was the same smile he saw the other day at the play ground. The one that made his blood boil but weirdly, he didn't feel angry today. Was it because Jisung smiled for him and not for those kids?

"Are you all right?" Hyunjin coughed out as he kneeled down next to Jisung who immediately erased the smile on his face when he realized Hyunjin had been staring at him.

"Thanks but I didn't need your help", Hyunjin frowned. " were you always this ungrateful?" Jisung shrugged.

"Aren't you getting up from the floor? It's dirty" when Hyunjin said that, Jisung laughed at himself. "None of your business" Jisung's reply only made Hyunjin's frown. He moved closer to Jisung and pulled his shirt up. He had been hugging himself for a while now and Hyunjin suspected something. When he saw the big bruise on Jisung's stomach, he widened his eyes. When Seojun pushed him, his stomach had hit the toilet's sink and caused a painful bruise."Get up" Jisung frowned and covered his stomach again. "Can you get up?" Hyunjin said once again in a gentler tone as he helped Jisung up. "I can help myself. Mind your own business" Jisung said as he pushed himself away, later hitting his back against he wall. "What?"

"I am capable of handling all of this by myself. I had always done that." The squirrel like boy said while nibbling his lips. Hyunjin gritted his teeth before pulling Jisung. "You're an idiot..." He said as he helped Jisung out from the toilet. He looked around and saw nobody around, the bell must had rang while they were inside. It was the fifth period but none of them felt like going back to the class.

Hyunjin grabbed his phone and texted Felix, the guy sitting behind of him. Can you bring mine and Jisung's bags after school with you?

Jisung who was just standing beside him saw the text and frowned. He looked up and tried to see whatever was playing in Hyunjin's mind. "What are you doing?"

"We're going to the hospital"

A frown distorted on Jisung's face. He didn't want to go to a hospital. His mother would know about it almost immediately! "Wait no! I don't want to!"

"Can you not be stubborn, Jisung?" Hyunjin asked, sounding a but desperate as he pulled Jisung who was limping to walk. The pain on his stomach didn't help much and he was having problem to breath. Hyunjin realized Jisung's difficulty and bent down. "What are you doing now?"

Hyunjin sighed, "get on, unless you want me to bridal carry you again" as if on cue, Jisung climbed on his back. The memory of being carried by Hyunjin wasn't something he was fond of. He didn't like feeling vulnerable in someone's hand and definitely not in Hyunjin's.

"I still don't want to go to the hospital" Jisung mumbled. "Why?"

"My mom will know I get hurt...I don't want her to know" Hyunjin rolled his eyes. "The more reason we should go to the hospital" Hyunjin said as they went out from the building. Thank goodness the guard wasn't at the gate. He was probably checking around the school ground, on patrol.

"No! My mom would get worried and I don't want to worry her...do you even understand?!" Hyunjin covered his ear, Jisung was screaming next to his left ear. "I promise your mom won't know"

"I have a doctor that I know there. I will text him before we arrive" he held out his hand to stop a cab and smiled at the cab driver. "To the hospital please" he placed Jisung next to him and sat rather awkwardly next to each other.

Jisung wasn't convinced but he was in pain and had no reason to complain. Hyunjin was already kind enough to bring him to the hospital, hr shouldn't be one to act like a spoiled ungrateful kid. "Hey, are you alright?"

Jisung lifted his head, no longer fiddling his fingers. He knitted his eyebrows, looking at Hyunjin in confusion. Hyunjin was by no mean a confusing person. One day he was bothering Jisung with all his silly prank, one day he act coldly at Jisung, one day he could be caring and he could change from mean to gentle in a matter of one second. "What exactly do you want Hwang?" Jisung voiced out his question in the mist confused tone ever.

Instead of answering Jisung, Hyunjin asked him " why didn't you call me back? You get your things back right?"

Jisung nodded, "Why should I call you? It's not like we're friends or anything" Jisung looked away, now focusing on the road. Hyunjin hadn't say anything to him and the both of them was engulfed in silence. The driver didn't do anything to fix the awkward silence.

Hyunjin looked at his hand and smiled bitterly. Right, it wasn't like they were friends that should look out for each other. He knew he had been childish around Jisung but he couldn't help it. He had always wanted to talk to Jisung....since middle school. He wanted to know just what was playing in Jisung's mind. Did he hated him? Did he despised him? If so, he would know why Jisung just stare from afar but he didn't know what to feel when he knew Jisung had always reported those fight to the teacher. He didn't know what to feel when Jisung took his time to explain, it was never him who started the fight. Had jisung really hated him, why would he even bother to stop the fights?

To Jisung, Hyunjin was confusing but to Hyunjin, Jisung was much more confusing.