You're a mess but a beautiful one.
Jisung and Rin continued to argue, throwing insult to each other. They didn't noticed Minho who's staring at Jisung with a fond, genuine smile.
His smile was ruined went Rin slapped Jisung who lost his balance and was thankfully catched by Felix.
Jeongin immediately carressed his hyung's cheek only to saw a bit tint of red liquid on his fingers. He checked the injured area and discovered Rin made scratches on Jisung's smooth skin.
Jeongin's blood boiled as he stood up to finally give Rin a piece of his mind with a fist on top but someone did it already.
Sound of forceful slap filled the air as Minho stood there with dark eyes, piercing Rin (who's holding her cheeks) into tiny pieces with his glare.
"get out of here before I raise another arm for you to receive. you're nothing but a slut, know your place." Minho spat, anger and hate dripped from his words as he pointed at the door. Rin dethroned the flash as she quickly ran out of the cafeteria while crying.
Minho turned around kneeled in front of Jisung who's now sitting on one of the long benches. He placed himself in between Jisung's leg and looked up slightly to meet the younger's face.
Minho teared up when he saw Jisung's cheeks red from Rin's hand and from the smeared blood from the scratches.
"a-are you okay?" The ravenette inquired as he touched the blonde's chin to check on the cheek. "I'm sorry."
"Why are you sorry? It's not your fault." Jisung regaining his senses and composture. His heart broke when Minho buried his face on his arm and rest it on Jisung's lap and started crying.
Slowly, he played on Minho's soft locks while whispering soft words to comfort him.
Little by little the students were shooed by Minho's friends. Jeongin and Felix stood up and decided to give the two a time to talk and officially fix things.
Jeongin was warmly hugged by Chan as well as Felix who melt on Changbin's arm. The seven mutual friends settled themselves three tables away from Minho and Jisung's place. (As you remember, Jisung's friends always sits on the most corner of the canteen).
Minho sniffed and silently sobbing. Jisung was baffled of the way the older's acting. It's just a slap and scratch it's not a life threatening injury. Also, he didn't know why Minho's blaming himself which clearly, Rin's the one at fault.
Then it hit him, that "I'm sorry" minho gave wasn't for something specific it was an apology in general. From all his mistakes, lies, acts, and humiliation Minho gave to him ever since he showed up into his life.
A sorry for all the stories he's ashamed of, where Minho, himself, was the villain. The villain who's now dreaming to be his prince charming. A prince who will save Jisung from all the bad and vain, which ironically the 'prince' himself was the caused of all of it.
Minho continue to cry, the younger felt his jeans were getting wet from the tears.
"You're forgiven long time ago, hyung." Jisung started, he didn't stop combing the older's hair. He already forget the stingy feeling on his right cheek and focused on the person he loves at hand.
"I know you're sorry for all the wrongs you've caused me. It's okay, I forgave you. It's in the past, hyung. W-we can start o-over." Jisung suggested. His face was flushed because of the intimate words he just dropped.
The few sniffles and muffs were heard from minho before he raised his head up to meet the younger's face.
Jisung stared at the older's face. His eyes were crimson red almost look like he used drugs. His ears and cheeks were no good neither since they were like sprinkled with red roses. His lips were plumped and has a hint of blood probably from bitting too hard. His pointed nose was red like a sick person, a clear snot was on it's half way towards his lips.
Jisung wiped the older's tears and sweat, he didn't even hesitated to wipe the clear snot from the older's nose. He cleaned his hands by wiping it to his pants.
His now clean hands made their come back on the older's face. The tears were pooling and threatening to fall in any moment.
"Stop crying, you asshole." Jisung felt his eyes became watery as well. He cupped the older's cheeks and leaned in to kiss his forehead. "It's hurting me seeing you cry like this."
When he thought Minho's reddened state was at the max, he was wrong. Minho cleared his throat and spoke.
"I-i don't know what to say anymore other than 'I'm sorry'." Minho paused waiting for Jisung to respond, the latter just brushed his fingers on the older's hair as a sign for him to continue. "I'm sorry for all. I-i'm sorry if I used you, I'm sorry if I humiliated you. I'm sorry if I called you names. I'm sorry for not picking you up that night. Sorry for kissing Rin in front of you. Sorry for breaking your heart, sorry for not realizing your worth. Sorry if I'm a coward and a jerk. I'm sorry for not knowing your pain. Sorry for being stupid. I'm sorry for being Lee Minho—"
Minho was stopped by a soft pair of lips on his. He can only register the feeling but not what's happening. The pair of lips that's against his was the bestest, it's soft and sweet like honey. The way it send sparks on his own lips was by far amazing from the meaningless kisses he received nor gave.
Jisung pulled away from the kiss and shifted his lips on the older's forehead, cheeks, he even kissed his eyes to wash away the tears, he also kissed the tip of the older's nose before replying.
"Stop saying sorry. I already know that you are. You've earned my forgiveness and acceptance Hyung." Jisung smiled. "For that, I'm thankful and proud of you."
"I thank you for the hardships you've provided—I mean it's a bad thing but y'get my point.— without those, I'm not the Jisung's who's in front of you, heck maybe you're still resting your head on a fatty legs if it weren't for that things." Jisung trailed off.
"People always comment to me that I've changed but no, I didn't— but someone certainly did. You know who that is?" Jisung lowered his head to give a quick peck on Minho's lips. "You."
"I'm proud of you for changing so much. Inside, i mean. You've managed to change your—no offense but bad personality" Minho smiled at that.
"Into something beautiful" Jisung continued.
"The last few weeks I'm contemplated if I'll accept you or not but now I've realized you changed. I'm happy." He said.
Minho smiled at him and intertwined their fingers. "I-i've changed for you~" he said with a hoarse voice.
Jisung shook his head as a no. "No you didn't, I just gave you the reason to."
"You're a beauty in the making, Lee Minho." That was the last words Jisung gave before reconnect his lips to Minho's. He cupped the older's face and pulled him up.
Minho stood up from kneeling as well as Jisung from sitting. Jisung tiptoed just to reach minho's lips. His arms crawled around Minho's neck to deepen the kiss. Minho on the other hand, placed his hands on Jisung's waist, hugging him tightly.
Numerous clicks of cameras, cooes and giggles interrupted them. Knowing who caused that sound, the two didn't even bother to turn their heads around. Instead, they just smiled fondly to each other while their foreheads attached to one another after they pulled away from the passionate kiss.
"hyung?"
"Mhm?"
"I don't have a boyfriend."
"Yeah, I know."
Jisung clicked his tongue. "Hyung, I don't have a boyfriend."
"I know, sungie. Why're— OH!" Minho gasped as he slightly leaned backwards to get a full view of the younger. Jisung smiled at him expecting to what's coming.
"H-han Jisung, Do you, by chance, want to b—" Minho was cut off by a pair of soft lips on his.
"Of course, Lee minho."
