His Scars || Minsung

t h i r t y s e v e n .

Minho took a deep breath before saying, "No, Jisung, I can't do us anymore. I want to break up with you."

Jisung blinked and felt his chest tighten. He definitely didn't just hear Minho correctly. "What?" He whispered.

Minho looked down, "I want to break up with you Jisung. I don't want to be your boyfriend anymore."

Jisung felt his heart stop beating, he felt the world stop, it seemed like any second now, the world was going to end because that's what was happening, Jisung's world was ending. Minho hasn't called him by his first name in a long time and it felt foreign hearing him say it.

"You're lying." Jisung said, not sure if he was saying that because he believed it or because he wanted it to be the truth.

"I'm not. I'm sick of you and I don't enjoy hanging out with you anymore." Minho shrugged.

Jisung felt like a hand ripped into his chest. "Y-you told me that you loved me yesterday." He felt a tear leave his eyes which was the first of many.

"I only said that so you wouldn't be suspicious of anything. I did love you, but I fell out of it. It happens. I've been doing a lot of thinking and I've just realized that Hwajoon was right. I need someone who's a better fit for me, someone who isn't weighing me down." The gang member said nonchalantly. It seemed like he didn't know the amount of venom held in the words he had just said.

Fell out. Better fit. Weighing down. These words echoed through Jisung's mind and he wished he never heard them leave the mouth of boy he loves. He felt the hand in his chest harshly grab his heart.

"You don't really want this. You're doing this because you think it'll be safer for me to leave you." This had to be the only reasonable answer. "I told you that I don't care if it's safer for me to not be with you, I still want to—"

"Jisung not everything's about you. I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing this for me because I can't keep acting like I love you when I don't anymore. It's suffocating and a waste of my time. I don't think I can put this act up for any longer, it makes me sick."

Jisung felt the tears streaming down his face, pick up their speed as more fell. He closed his eyes, wishing to wake up from this nightmare. He prayed that when he opened his eyes he would see the ceiling of his room, but when he opened his eyes, he was still in Minho's car.

"If you mean it, then look me in the eye and tell me that you no longer want to be with me." Jisung said with his voice cracking. If he really loves me then he wouldn't be able to do that. Right? Jisung silently begged the other to not do it.

Minho sighed, he looked directly into Jisung's eyes. The gang member felt his heart break. He wanted to wipe the tears off Jisung's face and hug the love of his life and apologize for being the reason for the tears, but he stayed strong. "I don't love you anymore and I would love to stop being your boyfriend." He said without batting an eye.

Jisung felt the hand yank his heart out of his body. He wiped the tears on his face, but it was useless because the wiped tears were immediately replaced with new ones. "Okay. From this point on, we are no longer together." Jisung barely got the words out of his mouth. His voice cracked and was very shaky. He quickly opened the door of Minho's car and ran out, running into his house, never looking back.

Minho drove down the street and park his car on the side. He slammed his hands on the steering wheel. He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration and slumped in the seat, letting a few tears fall down his face. Jisung I'm so sorry, but I had to do it for your own good.