Our District || Minsung [✔]

06

WARNING: Mentions of (kind of?) attempted suicide

It was nighttime, all of the boys were huddled up asleep under another random overpass they found.

Except Minho.

Minho couldn't sleep no matter if he tried. According to Seungmin, Jisung was going to wake up in a few hours. But it's been at least 7 hours and Jisung hasn't woken up yet, he couldn't help but worry.

He would never admit it, but he had grown very fond of the squirrel-faced boy and the thought of anything happening to him made his heart clench painfully.

Minho was in deep thought about this until he felt the boy wiggle is his hold.

"Jisung?!" Minho said louder than he intended, he hoped he didn't wake anyone up.

Jisung's eyes widened as he looked around. "Where the hell are we!?" He said frantically.

"Shhh... Don't ask questions." Minho said gently as he petted his hair in attempt to calm him down.

"But-"

"No buts. Everything is fine. We are going to get you to someone who can help, that's all that needs to be said."

Jisung wanted to ask more, he wanted answers. However, he knew he wouldn't gain anything from asking anything else. He knows how much Minho hates questions.

Right after he had calmed down a little, he noticed not only that he was perched in Minho's lap, but that Minho was petting his hair.

And that he liked it.

Just the thought of this made Jisung red and he desperately tried to keep Minho from seeing it.

"Minho, why are you awake when everyone is asleep?"

"I couldn't sleep."

"You need sleep. It isn't good for you to walk for hours and then just sit up in the cold."

"I'm not cold." He lied.

"Bullshit, it's freezing and you know it. Here, this will help you go to sleep." He took a blanket (provided by the non-labbies) away from Changbin and draped it over the two of them.

An asleep Changbin groaned slightly at the cold air and shifted closer to the heat next to him (Felix being that heat). This woke Felix up slightly, he only had to take one sleepy glance at the exposed Changbin before draping his own cover over the both of them.

Jisung smiled at the two. "See, problem solved. Now sleep."

"What about you?"

"Minho, stop asking questions." He smirked and Minho chuckled before giving in and (finally) drifting to sleep. It wasn't so hard now that he knew Jisung was okay.

But Jisung wasn't okay. His leg throbbed from the infection and he had to fight tears. He knew if he cried, it would wake Minho up. So he tried to just lean more into Minho and get some rest.

He couldn't.

After how long he slept, it was near impossible to fall asleep. The coldness didn't help. Sure, the blanket and Minho helped with the coldness but it was still really freaking cold.

Then finally the sun started to rise. He was just relieved that soon his friends would wake up and he might have something to focus on other than the pain in his leg.

And he was right, they were up, but almost as soon as they were up, they needed to move again. Which also meant Jisung would have to try to walk.

Minho carefully tried to stand Jisung up, that didn't go very far. He fell back into the sand. He bit his lip hard in hopes not to scream, he didn't want to trigger something in his head and black out like last time.

But he started crying.

He was hopeless.

They were never going to get anywhere with this dead weight behind them.

Jisung knew that if his friends were ever going to get out of this war-zone and maybe find some people, that he would have to be left behind.

Jisung pulled Minho down to whisper to him.

"Leave me Minho." He says simply.

"What? No!"

"You have to."

"Yeah, I don't think I do."

"If you don't, we will never get out of here. District 9 is doomed and so am I. Just leave me here." Jisung breathed out, already beginning to fight consciousness again.

"You know that I'm not leaving you so stop playing." Minho sighed.

"Why do you even care so much?"

"What did I say about asking questions?"

They made eye contact for a short while before Minho picked up the boy and put him on his back.

~about 2 hours later, they are still walking~

Felix felt dizzy, he couldn't focus and the heat was really getting to him at this point.

Changbin hears Felix mutter something.

"What?" Changbin said.

"I said... This. Is. Crazy"

"Huh?"

"THIS IS CRAZY! This is absolutely insane! We were perfectly fine in the facility and now we are on the run in the hot ass sun with nothing to see for miles! You know what wasn't happening at the lab? Jisung wasn't dying at the lab! And we weren't suffering from hunger and dehydration at the lab! THIS IS CRAZY!" Felix said looking around frantically.

"I can't take this anymore." He said quietly. Changbin looked at him funny just before Felix sprinted to the bag of supplies that Jeongin was holding and started digging. Jeongin tried to push him away but he was too small compared to Felix.

Changbin's heart dropped when he saw Felix pull a gun out of Jeongin's bag.

"FELIX WHAT THE HELL!?" Changbin sprinted over to Felix.

He was just fumbling with the gun, trying to figure out how to turn safety off.

He finally turned safety off and pointed it at his head just before Changbin got to him.

"Felix. I swear to God if you don't put that gun down right now I will never forgive you." Changbin said, his voice harsh as he tried to take a step forward towards the said boy.

Seungmin was frantically trying to think of anything to calm him down.

"FELIX! I JUST FOUND YOU AFTER THINKING YOU WERE DEAD FOR 10 YEARS, DO NOT MAKE THAT ASSUMPTION TRUE!" Seungmin said desperately, also stepping closer to the two.

Felix had pure fear in his eyes, he looked back and forth from Changbin to Seungmin before focusing on Changbin. He saw the look in Changbin's eyes. Their eye contact lasted for a long time.

Felix's thoughts were racing everywhere. Thoughts like 'do it' 'i just want things to be like before' 'they don't need you anyway' 'just do it already'

But one stuck out more than the others.

'He won't forgive me?'

He continued to look Changbin in the eyes as he lowered the gun from his head. Changbin took this opportunity and lunged at Felix, grabbing the gun before the younger boy could change his mind.

Changbin grabbed the gun, flipped on safety and stormed over to the bag. Throwing the gun back into Jeongin's bag and storming forward, continuing in the direction they were headed before this ordeal happened.

Felix's mind had finally calmed down from all the thoughts. All he could think about was how Changbin was currently mad at him.

"Bin I-" Felix said, trying to catch up with the other.

"Save it Felix." He said, his tone cold as he sped up even more.

Changbin must hate him now.

Felix wishes he had pulled the trigger.