I hate you!; Minsung skz

✮*･Twenty-Three･* ✮

Jisung wandered down the hallways of the school, his arms full of textbooks and his mind wandering back to how he had kissed Minho so out of the blue. He cringed just thinking about it.
Once he reaches his locker he opens it, shoving his books inside before slamming it shut. Since it was the end of the day the hallways were completely empty, which made the slam of the locker sound incredibly loud.

None of his friends had spoken to him since lunch. He had passed by Jeongin and Seungmin but even they only gave him a small smile, not even a 'hello' or 'hey'. Had he crossed a line? He couldn't understand why everyone was being so taboo about a stupid kiss.

Just as Jisung was about to walk off, a hand grabs the collar of his shirt, slamming him into the row of lockers. He groans at the sudden impact, his eyes hesitantly looking up to see who had a hold of him.
Minho stood before him, his eyes ablaze as he pinned Jisung in place.

"Who the fuck said you could kiss me?!" He yells, his grip getting tighter, nipping at the skin on Jisung's neck causing him to hiss in pain.

"You should be thanking me for getting them to shut up" Jisung snaps back, reaching his hand up to try and free himself but Minho only moves to wrap his hand around Jisung's throat, gradually tightening the grip.

'That didn't mean you could go and do something like that!"

Usually Jisung wouldn't panic in a situation like this since his friends were usually around to pull the two apart. But the empty hallways of the school didn't offer Jisung any sort of comfort in his current state. Minho could choke him to death and no one was here to stop him.

Jisung refused to be seen as weak, he forces a cocky smile to his face despite his lack of oxygen "it was just a kiss, get over it" he chokes out, his breathing becoming more and more shallow as Minho's grip tightens.

"How heartless can you get" he laughs a little in disbelief, and Jisung notices his eyes becoming a little watery. Finally he loosens his grip and Jisung takes a deep breath, his legs failing beneath him as he falls to the floor.

A silence falls over the two boys as Minho quickly wipes at his damp eyes and Jisung rubs his neck, still taking deep breaths of air.

"Jisung what's-" a voice says, causing the two boys to look up. Hyunjin stood at the end of the hallway, a horrified look on his face as he surveys the scene before him. Jisung rubbing at his neck that was already beginning to bruise, and Minho burying his face in his hands, trying his best to stifle his sobs. "-taking so long" he finishes, making his way towards the two of them.

Jisung watches as Hyunjin gently rests a hand on Minho's shoulder, pulling the elder into a hug. Jisung scoffs a little at the sight of Minho acing like the victim yet again. It was infuriating, especially since Jisung had nearly been chocked to death by him yet he was the one receiving the sympathy.

"Go home" Hyunjin says to Minho, only earning a weak nod. Before walking away, the elder looks over at Jisung who still sat rubbing at his neck, glaring at him.

Without another word Minho leaves, not even apologising for almost killing him.

"Are you okay?" Hyunjin asks, offering a hand to help Jisung up but he slaps it away, staggering to his feet by himself.

"You lied to me" Jisung says and instantly the elder looked confused.

"Lied to you about what?"

"Minho!" He yells, glaring at Hyunjin "you said to me he didn't tell you why he hated me but he did didn't he? You know exactly why he hates me so much"
He sees the look of guilt cross over Hyunjin's features.

"He told me not to tell you" he mutters quietly, looking down at the polished floor in shame. "I didn't keep it from you with the intention of being mean"

Jisung crosses his arms over his chest, his eyes narrowing "you're going to tell me. That can be your apology for lying to me" he says and Hyunjin's eyes widen slightly.

"I can't, Minho told me not to" he had a pleading look in his eyes, silently begging for Jisung to understand. But of course Jisung didn't care. He'd spent the last three years fighting and arguing with someone without truly knowing why. The answer was this close and Jisung didn't care if it meant Hyunjin had to go against Minho's wishes.

"He hates me" Jisung starts, trying his best to calm himself down a little "don't you think i have a right to know why? Surely if someone had spent this long hating you then you'd like to know what you did wrong"

For a moment Hyunjin doesn't answer, but eventually he sighs and nods "fine,I'll tell you" he gives in "but lets go home first"