FIRE ON FIRE {Minsung}

16. {The v0!€3$}

Warning of a small lil bit of smut. But don't worry it's only 'marking' if you know what I mean. >;))

edit:  (And if you have cases of hearing 'voices' Please don't read this. I already lost one reader thanks to me being a stupid fuck.)

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Minho sleepily batted his eyes open, and looked down a bit and saw the adorable squirrel looking boy sleeping soundly against his chest.

He smiled and held him tighter, Jisung really helped calming him down.

Minho jumped slightly when Jisung started to stir. "Mmm... Could you not hold me to tight? I'm trying to sleep." His voice sounding more deep and raspy, unlike his usual higher pitched clear voice.

Damn, His morning voice sounds... Sexy... Minho thought once he heard the squirrel boys morning voice. But immediately shook the thought away.

"Yeah, sorry."Minho replied. He turned over and sat up.

"Um wheres your bathroom?" Minho asked. "It's the room all the way down the hall." Jisung replied while his face was buried in the pillow.

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Minho strolled into the bathroom and did what he needed too.

He began to wash his hands and splashed his face with cold water. Minho stared into the mirror.

"Your fucking reputation? You realize that doesn't matter now that you have Jisung right?" Changbins words flooded back into Minho's mind. Staring at his reflection, he scoffed. "Reputation huh? Changbin is right, that shouldn't matter to me." He said quietly.

He took out his phone and opened his messages. Minho tapped on his 'Friends' group chat.

Lee_Minho has left the chat.

Minho was about to set his phone down until he saw a certain number that he despised looking at. ******* Hospital.

She's fine, mom is going to be fine.

But they said it's Fatal remember?
A faint but clear whisper sounded in his head.

Minho froze in place. He clenched the phone in his hand in anger, Minho hated that voice. He tried his hardest to get away from it but it always comes back.

Fuck off! I told you before! Leave me alone! I don't need you.

Oh but you do. You need me more than ever. I was there after your dad, now your mom-

No! She's fine, just fine.

Oh but you know she's not, even the docters know she won't make it... Or should I say didn't?

"Shut up! Just shut up!" Minho yelled.
Quick and worried knocks were heard on the other side of the door.

"Minho? Are you okay?" The soft but worried voice of his Han Jisung sounded from the other side. He needed to hear that voice. A voice that will help him mentally and physically.

Minho quickly opened the door and tackled Jisung with a needful hug. "They came back."

"What came back?" Jisung asked very confused. Minho didn't respond but instead held Jisung tighter.

"How about we talk in my room?"

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"Voices?"

"Yeah, they bother me so much. They tell me that they are there to help but I know that's not their intention." Minho explained.

Jisung nodded. "How long have they been with you?"