screams| minsung

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Minho woke up too screaming again.
He never asked too be this way, he always tried his best too do things around the house, help his mother and father out.
He had a job, where he would hear even more screaming.
His boss saying he was too slow, weak and useless.
Why was she keeping him there?
At school teachers would scream and students too. Maybe it wasn't towards him but he just wanted the screaming to stop.
Everywhere Minho went, the screaming wouldn't stop.

All except one place. Jisung.
Jisung felt like home, the younger always treated him nicely. He was warm and soft and was always so happy. Jisung had an amazing supportive family, had enough friends and was doing everything right.
Minho envied him but wasn't jealous, he was happy if his squirrel boy was happy.

Minho was now laying in Jisungs arms, crying again. Minho just wanted the world too stop for a bit and leave him alone. He was tired and frustrated. But, Jisung was always there, holding him against his chest and promising Minho he would never leave him, telling the crying boy that he was doing fine and that he was proud of him. The older always believed him.

He should of never trusted him.
It happend so quickly Minho still can't understand, but he's already crying.

Meanwhile, Jisung was cursing at himself.
Why would he scream at the boy he loved so deeply. It wasn't Minhos fault, no no no. Jisung had a rough day and the older just came in his room asking for cuddles and music. Jisung wasn't thinking straight and yelled. The pain and sadness that appeared on the older made Jisungs heart break into millions of peaces. The older left, running so fast that Jisung was heartbroken, telling himself he did this.

Hours have passed and Jisung still has no sign of Minho. He decided too go look for him even if he was still mad at himself. He looked around in his house first knowing that Minho would sometimes hide in his house ,if Jisung wasn't there, because things at his place got too crazy for him too handle.
The younger couldn't find him.
He went outside and decided too go to Minhos second favourite place: ice cream shop.
They were good friends with the owner, so Jisung asked if he'd seen Minho and the answer was negative.
He went too Minhos third favourite place: the park.
He looked around, behind bushes, on the swingsets, the little hill and even went too the little river in the back of the park. No one was there.
The last place Jisung thought of was the tree house they built in the little forest close too Jisungs place. So off he went searching for his everything.

Minho was there, crying and shaking with lots of difficulty too breath. Jisung knew it was his fault and felt terrible about it. He ran in and threw himself on Minho, hugging him and telling him he's okay, that he would never leave him. And mostly told him he was sorry and that he loved him.

Minho didn't hear or feel anything until he felt someone on him, hugging him and saying sweet things he needed too hear in that moment. He sat with Jisung, sniffling and trying too calm down.

Hours later, the sun was finally completely gone and replaced with millions of stars. Minho was in aw and Jisung just thought he was the most beautiful person he's ever seen. He really couldn't hold himself back and kissed the older. At first Minho couldn't understand what was happening but when he did, he kissed back harder and cupped Jisungs face in his hands. They broke apart minutes later, heavy breathing and blushing cheeks. They were happy. Minho leaned for another one and Jisung glady agreed.

It was now years later. Minho and Jisung have been dating for a while now but they were still so happy.
Minho was head over heals and was so glad the younger was there for him. He'd still have his bad days. When he came out too his parents, in the early stages of his relationship, his parents screamed at him, saying that they didn't raise a gay man. They told him that he will go too a anti-gay camp too "clean his dirty soul". Minho never did. He packed his things the same night and ran. He ran and ran until he found himself too Jisungs house. It was 1AM on a Saturday, he knew that Jisungs parents were still working, as they both are doctors. He knocked the loudest he could, waited and knocked again only too see the door swing open and revealing his boyfriend. Minho was still crying and that automatically set Jisung too protective boyfriend mode. He pulled him in the house and hugged him in the entrance. He let Minho cry in his arms for a bit. After a while Minho was just sniffing and that's when Jisung told him too get on his back. At first the older said no, saying he was too heavy but Jisung told him he was perfect the way he was. Jisung promised the older he wouldn't drop him and Minho finally got on his back, wrapping his arms around Jisungs neck and laying his head on his shoulder. Jisung just laughed and cooed as he walked around the house. That night, they slept cuddled up in Jisungs room, both content and grateful for the others existence.

Minho told himself he was the luckiest boy alive.
He knew his boyfriend loved him, his friends (that he definitely considered more like his family) simply adored him. He was done with school, so he found himself a new job, where his boss would tell him he's doing amazing. Minho was extremely lucky.
He knew that on bad days, he would have someone too help him. And if he didn't he would look at old memories of the people he loved the most and instantly feel at peace because:


Minho knew that he found people that wouldn't constantly scream at him, he was appreciated and loved

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Authors notes!

1. The part where Minho "runs away" and never went too the anti-gay camp, he never did because he never told his parents where Jisung lived. His parents never were curious or cared too know his friends. They didn't try too search for him and they're pretending they never "had a son".

If you're going through some hard times just know you are valid♡ you are amazing and you did well today. I love you!
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2. Thank you for reading! This story is a bit more personal as i completely understand where Minho is comming from. He found his home in one person but i found my home in nine (9) amazing talented boys that i would gladly take a bullet for. This story was mostly inspired by some sad feelings and me loving stray kids. They make me feel warm and happy and can make me smile the most when im down. I love stray kids<3
My other books:
Woochan | le monde est flou
Woochan | postcard (one shot)
Woochan | face mask (one shot)