ghost of you || minsung

- 15 - Mallow -

So I drown it out; like I always do

There had been so much yelling after the funeral. Jisung would have previously tuned into all of it, almost certainly offering a solution. He was just gone from the world. It was as if Minho had been the fine tuner in his life, allowing him to pinpoint everything; without him there was only white noise that Jisung chose to ignore.

The same thing was happening now. Seungmin was screaming and crying, but Jisung couldn't bring himself to care.   

"I'm sorry, Min." He whispered in monotone, praying that he would just be left alone. Solitude was the only way he could even pretend to have the capacity for the emotions that racked through him day and night.

The younger boy squeezed his hand softly, "I just really miss my hyung. Talk to me, okay?" And with that he left. Just like Jisung had wanted. Except now the silence felt bitter.

So he blocked out the silence as well.

A/N - I'm aiming to get this done before Christmas