Love To Kill » Minsung

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J • I • S • U • N • G

The cool autumn air made chills go down Jisungs spine. Fall was slowly turning over to winter and the trees had lost all their leaves.

Jisung took a deep breath and stepped onto the train back to Busan. He missed his apartment, he missed Woojin even more. Jisung couldn't wait to come home.

He sat down at his seat and sighed. An old lady in front of Jisung looked up from her newspaper and smiled at him. He smiled back feeling a little awkward.

"Are you having a rough week?" She kindly asked and folded the newspaper.

"Yeah, kind of." Jisung mumbled.

The lady smiled again and showed her ticket to the conductor. Jisung hurried took out his ticket too and showed it. The conductor walked away with a smile.

W • O • O • J • I • N

How many years do I have to be here? Woojin thought looking out the window.

He wanted so badly to meet Jisung now that he knew he was alive and breathing. But since Woojin wasn't allowed to use his phone he couldn't tell Jisung where he was.

"Fuck this prison." He muttered to himself.

Woojin missed Jisung terribly much. Now that Jisung was away from Woojin he felt anxious. Since they first met Woojin felt the urge to protect the younger. Jisung had always been impulsive and stupid so Woojin had to look after him. Things never really changed.

Suddenly the door opened and a guard peeked his head in.

"You have a visitor." He said.

Woojin stood up and began making his way to the door. To his surprise the guard stopped him in his tracks.

"He'll be cooming here so you can sit down." He said leaving Woojin to wonder who it was.

He sat down again fixating his eyes on the door. After a while he heard footsteps and voices. The door opened and a boy walked in. Woojin Almost fell of the chair in excitement when he saw who it was.

"Jisung!" He exclaimed and hugged him tight.

Jisung laughed cheerily and hugged him back. Woojin felt so reviled to see Jisung even though Minho told him Jisung was alive. He squealed and hugged Jisung even tighter.

The younger boy let go first and sat on the chair beside Woojins. He sat down too and smiled at Jisung. Silence fell over them as Woojin studied Jisung.

Jisung looked a little pale but his eyes were full of light. Woojin could see the bandage that was wrapped around Jisungs chest through the slightly transparent shirt he wore. Woojin would gladly stab Minho because of what he'd done.

"So, I read the newspaper. Did Hyunjin really tell the police he brought the guns from us?" Jisung asked. "And is that the reason you're in here?"

"Yes and yes, Hyunjin did tell the police and that's why I'm in here." Woojin answered. "Everyone else is also here."

"You mean everyone's stuck here except me?" Jisung said furrowing his eyebrows.

"Yeah, but I ain't selling guns anymore when I get out of here." Woojin muttered. "I'll try to get a real job."

Jisung nodded in agreement and scratched his neck. A wondering look came over his face as he opened his mouth to speak.

"Do you know what happened to Minho?" He said at last, refusing to look Woojin in the eyes.

Woojin thought of Minhos words when he told Woojin that Jisung was alive. 'I just can't kill him and I don't think he will forgive me. It would probably be for the best if we never met again.'

Woojin didn't really understand what he meant. Why wasn't he able to kill Jisung? Well they were fighting over a silly thing, so Woojin felt relief Minho had given in.

"No." He simply lied once he'd realized he was staring out in the blue.

"Oh well, I guess he died then." Jisung shrugged.

J • I • S • U • N • G

He came back to visit Woojin a week later. The weather forecast said it would be snowing the same afternoon but Jisung hoped not. He missed summer like he missed his family.

Woojin smiled when he saw that Jisung had bought a pack of cards. They sat down together on the floor shuffling the cards around.

"Are you allowed to bring stuff in here?" Woojin wondered and distributed the cards between them.

"No I don't think so, but I don't care." Jisung said.

They played for a while but Jisung had things he wanted to talk about. So he laid down his cards looking up at Woojin.

"Aren't you angry at Hyunjin?" Jisung asked, feeling furious himself.

"Nah not really, we were actually doing something illegal. So we got what we deserved." Woojin stated.

"I want to kill him!" Jisung confessed.

Woojin shook his head putting down his cards too. He smiled fondly at Jisung giving his head a pat.

"You really love to kill, don't ya?" Woojin snickered.

"No, I just like giving people death threats."

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