Ramè || MINSUNG

.57

"I'm here for Han Jisung." Minho flung himself to the desk, the woman behind it jumping a little from his sudden movement.

"Relation?" She asked as she eyed him up and down, giving the CEO a smirk.

"Boyfriend." Minho deadpanned as he watched the nurses smirk disappear fast.

"Room 207. But there's a lot of people so you probably won't go first." Giving him a visitor badge, Minho quickly made his way to the second floor, eyeing Seungmin's newly bright red hair as he leaned against the wall outside of Jisung's room.

"Seungmin. What happened?" Minho's voice made Seungmin snap his head toward the elder, eyes filled with the need of sleep and sadness.

"We told him to take a break. But he wanted to practice more and more even though we told him to stop. And now he's in the hospital," Seungmin's eyes were on the brink of tears, voice breaking as he spoke. "Chan and Woojin are in there now." Minho pulled the younger into a tight hug, sensing that he needed some kind of physical contact.

"Minho, you're here." Chan patted his shoulder as him and Woojin left the room, leaving the door open as a sign that the other could enter.

Taking a deep breath, Minho entered the hospital room. Grimacing at the smell of the cleaning supplies and how his lover looked.
Jisung had an IV in his arm, his skin a sickly pale color as dark and heavy bags sat under his eyes from fatigue. His lips were a pale pink shade instead of their nice plump pink color, as if someone had completely white washed him. Jisung's freshly silver colored hair was gleaming from the ceiling lights in the room, his eyes shut as he slept in the hospital bed, blankets covering the boy as if he was freezing.

"Oh baby." Minho whispered as he took a seat next to the younger, gently taking his hand into his own, not wanting to wake him up.

"Minho?" Minho's eyes shot down and made eye contact with Jisung's tired brown orbs, his lashes making him look even prettier than Minho thought he already was.

"I'm here. I'm here." Minho rubbed his thumb across Jisung's hand, a soothing motion that Jinyoung taught him.

"I demand to see my son!" A high pitched woman's voice was heard echoing throughout the hallway of the hospital.

The door of the room was quickly opened, a tall and skinny woman in a pan suit huffing and puffing as Chan and Woojin raced in behind her.

"Mrs. Han you cannot be in there!" Hyunjin tried to reason with her only for her to start a rant on how she wanted to see her son cause she was a good mother.

"Oh Hannie! I got a call that you were injured! And I couldn't stand the idea of you being hurt so as a good mom I went and got you some clam chowder from your favorite soup place," The woman pressed a messy kiss to Jisung's forehead, Jisung withering and squirming under her touch. "And who is this? A friend?" She shot a forced smile to Minho, the other releasing Jisung's hand.

"Lee Minho. Hello mis-" The woman cut Minho off with a hand to his face, her smile gone.

"Get out, I need to talk to him. Alone."