Love To Kill » Minsung

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"Why didn't you help me?" Jisung mumbled, throwing a knife at the wall in front of him.
Woojin looked up from the gun he was polishing, resting his gaze upon the younger.

"Why did you lie too me?" He said.
Jisung sighed giving in, tired of arguing with people he didn't want to argue with.

"I was ashamed off myself." Jisung said, throwing another knife at the wall.
"There's nothing to be ashamed for. You've had sex hundreds off times before." Woojin muttered.

"Yeah but not with a guy! I'm straight!"

"Well that explains you behavior. One nightstand with a guy you've never met. Doesn't seem gay at all." Woojin chuckled and ducked for a knife Jisung threw.

"Tell the boss I've gone for a walk." He murmured as he got up and left the room.

Jisung felt the urge to run away and did so. He ran out of the building, down the street and away from his life. Only seeing the sun in the blue sky.

He ran until his lungs was empty of air. Until he could feel the lack of oxygen. Until he had to stop and sit down to catch his breath. People walking by was giving him looks. Jisung didn't really care. He didn't care for anything in that moment.

But suddenly something caught his eye, making him care. On the other side of the street he saw the boy with light brown hair. The boy was wearing the same leather jacket and the silver earrings.

He didn't see Jisung. So Jisung took the chance following the boy. He followed the boy all the way through town and in the outskirts of the town the boy stopped. Jisung hid behind a trash can waiting for the boy's next move.

Surprising Jisung the boy walked up too a house, unlocking the door. The boy looked around with a worried look on his face before he entered the house.

Jisung left his hiding place, sneaking up too the house. He opened the door as quiet as possible closing it just as quiet when he was inside.

Jisung heard the boy walking in the stairs, hoping he was walking up and not down. But soon the steps got quiet and Jisung sighed in relief.

There were no shoes in the hallway, no jackets either. The walls where decorated with photos off a little boy and an older woman. They where smiling happily towards the camera. Jisung wondered if the boy with light brown hair lived here. He did have a key after all.

Jisung began walking up the stairs. Not bothering taking his shoes off. All the other walls where also full of photos off the little boy.

At the end of the stairs there was also a photo, but it was impossible too see what it was meant to be. The photo was burnt to ashes and only the thing left was the picture frame.

Jisung kept walking, ignoring the uneasy feeling he had. He listened for noises pulling out his gun. Coughs led him too a slightly open door. Jisung peaked through the small opening seeing the boy with light brown hair.

The boy had at least five pills in his hand. He took two off them putting the others back in the box. Just as he was about too swallow them Jisung jumped in with his gun raised.

"What are those?" Jisung asked and unsecured the gun.

"Chill dude. It's just marijuana."
"Just marijuana?"
"No I'm kidding, it's painkillers. For the headache I got from marijuana. I accidentally took an overdose."

Jisung looked at the boy and almost forgot too hold his guard up. Jisung wasn't the one too judge him, but at least he didn't take drugs.

"And by the way. What are you doing here?" The boy asked, swallowing the painkillers.

"I could ask you the same." Jisung answer, still pointing his gun at the boy.

"My mom live here. I have all right to be here." He said, turning too Jisung.

"Telling by the look on your face while unlocking the door, you're not welcome here anymore." Jisung smirked, the boy made a annoyed sound when he realized he'd lost.

"Yeah you're right, happy now? If you-" but the boy didn't have time to finish his sentence as the door downstairs opened.

"Is there anyone here? Are you here Minho? If you're here, get your ass out off my house!" They heard a woman yell.

"Your name is Minho?" Jisung whispered looking at the terrified boy.

He nodded, suddenly dragging Jisung out off the room, into another. Pushing him inside a wardrobe.

"What the hell are you doing!?" Jisung squealed almost shooting Minho with his gun, not that it had mattered if he shoot Minho.

"She can't see me and you here! We have too hide." Minho said jumping in the wardrobe closing it after him.

"I could just kill you, ya know."

"My mom would call the police and you'd get lifetime in jail for killing someone. Do you want that?" Minho whispered, Jisung could almost here him smirk.

"Well how long are we-" Minho put his hand over Jisung's mouth, stopping him from talking.

They heard how Minho's mom walk into the room and then walked out again, mumbling too herself about not locking the door.

Jisung let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and ripped Minho's hand off of his face. The two boy stood there for a while just listening too the shower running.

"Can I kill you when we get outside?"

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