Secrets // Minsung ✓

Chapter 19

Minho looked over towards the boy. His eyes widened in pure shock but also in relief. "Jisung?" he questioned, even though it wasn't really a question. He was shocked to see the boy like this, but relieved that he was finally found—since they had been looking for him all day.

The boy turned around, looking into Minho's eyes. "Wha—!?" he said, whilst still drowning himself in self-pity and self-hatred.

Minho snatched the glass—filled with an alcoholic drink—out of Jisung's hand, receiving a lot of complaining from the boy. "I think you've had enough," he spoke firmly. He took a hold of the boy's hand to drag him out of there, but soon realised that he might be too drunk to walk back home. "Help me put him on my back, would you," he said towards his cousin.

"Sure," Minhyun answered him as he motioned to help him. He was happy to have seen Minho's face again, after all those years. But he was even happier seeing him sincerely care for someone again.

As Jisung was now placed on Minho's back, the latter rushed out of the place, bidding his goodbyes to Minhyun and his friends before he left.

About fifteen minutes later—at a slow tempo—they arrived at Minho's home. He pondered if he should take Jisung home or not, but decided not to since he had a hunch that the problem lied within his own home. Plus, he couldn't be bothered walking another ten minutes with the boy on his back.

He walked towards his front door and opened it, getting inside and locking it afterwards. With much of a hassle, Minho carried Jisung upstairs. He layed the boy down at the side of his bed and tried to leave quietly. Still, Jisung wasn't unconscious quite yet so he got up again on his own and stumbled behind Minho, dropping to his knees onto the ground in the process.

Jisung had taken a hold of Minho's hand, causing him to jump in surprise by the sudden movement of the still whining boy. "Don't leave," Jisung tried to say as clear as possible. This sounded very familiar to Minho—since he said this exact sentence himself the day before. Still, he was a bit stunned to hear these words come out of Jisung's mouth. Even though the boy was totally drunk and most likely not concious of what he was doing nor saying.

He tried to stand up straight next to Minho—and succeeded with much of an effort. He pulled the latter's arms to steady himself and eventually swung his arms around Minho's neck, shocking him just a little bit as they were now face to face, very closely. Jisung just stared into Minho's eyes as he—himself—blinked continuously. "Minho~" He averted his eyes a bit as he started whining once again, but what he said after that was totally unexpected, "Kiss me," he spoke, looking the boy dead into his eyes.

Minho was flabbergasted. He didn't know what to do or say at all. He wondered what in the world was happening to him. Am I living in an alternate universe or something? "W-what?" was the only thing he managed to slip out.

Jisung moved back a bit with a pout. "Oh c'mon, I know you wanna," he muttered, slurring his words a bit. Damn it. He drank yet enough to sound cute instead of like a drunk old man.

"No," Minho spoke in an abrupt manner. Jisung was wrong, just as much as Chan was. He wouldn't ever like a guy, his fast answer proved that. Even if so, he wouldn't date anyone in a long time. He was finally set free. Relationships meant he was under control by someone else—or so he experienced—and he was in no mood for that, ever.

Jisung's pout only grew. "You're no fun," he mocked softly as he let go of Minho completely and dropped himself into the latter's bed.

"And you're wasted. I don't take advantage of drunk people," Minho stated in a serious tone. He was quite sure that the blond boy wouldn't remember this conversation anyway.

"But I wanna make out with someone~" he whined, dragging it out. "I'm desperate~ I've never kissed anyone before," he said, now sitting upright while cutely stretching his arms up in the air. "I wanna know what it's like having lips pressed against my own," he added, now reaching up his hands towards his mouth, placing a few fingers on his lips.

Minho's heart almost melted by Jisung's cute gestures. Emphasize on almost. "That's... adorable, but it's none of my business," and it wasn't. A few weeks back he would've probably made fun of this, but now he just found it so innocent.

"You're a meanie," Jisung huffed with a pout, crossing his arms and trying to look grumpy. Minho just shrugged, not caring at all.

As the blond boy was sitting down on the bed and Minho standing right in front of him, Jisung started unbuttoning his shirt. "What in the—" Minho began, but couldn't seem to finish as he had swiftly averted his eyes. Is he really stripping in front of me? Damn this guy. As shock left him, he averted his eyes back to the boy. "Where did you get that confidence from?"

"I dunno," he suddenly started giggling. Minho remembered Jisung being insecure about his own body. The boy always hid himself behind the lockers when changing into his gym clothes.

As soon as Jisung had almost completely stripped himself, he dropped himself onto the bed wholly. Minho checked on him and... he fell asleep—or rather, he was unconscious. Minho walked towards his closet and took a blanket out of it, laying it on top of the blond boy's body. He then left the room and spent the night sleeping in one of his guest rooms. His father's house is a mansion so there were rooms enough. I'm so dumb... Why did I not put him in the guest room?

[A/N]
Heyy guysss, how are you all doing??
I have been MIA for a while I know and my exams officially started a few days ago, but I thought ehh why not give yall a little something <3

I also got a little appreciation message for you guys. I was contemplating on whether to just include it here randomly or just make a seperate "chapter" for it, but does anyone actually read those?? So to all who do read my A/Ns here goes ——— Thank you all for 1K followers!? That's insane! Thank you for 30K reads on this story and even keeping up with it. Also a big thanks for 100K reads on "Childhood" and 235K reads on "Spin the Bottle". I love and appreciate every single one of you. Thank you for supporting me always! I started this account just for fun while thinking "What's the difference if I keep this story to myself or if I just throw it out in the open." Because I just never thought I'd actually get more than maybe 100 reads a chapter? Never had I expected that "Spin the Bottle" would get so much attention. I could've written it so much better than it is right now, but I wasn't actually trying to write properly back then, I just wanted to get my ideas out there (even if cringe at times). The appreciation and love I received actually made me love writing—since the first story I wrote was originally gonna be my last, which is obviously not the case right now. So hereby I thank all of you! TYSM! And I love you all!

Q: Do you like watching ongoing shows, or do you rather binge watch?

A: Tbhhhh it depends on what show... Some ongoing ones can keep me alive every week, but... that's barely ever the case, if I'm very interested in what comes next then I finish it. Yet, if I sigh at the preview for the next ep there's a big chance I'll just leave it hanging and then forget about it. I watch quite a bit of BL and lemme just tell ya that binge watching? Good or bad, I finish it. But ongoing?? Damnn when I think back, I don't think I've ever finished ToL, UWMA and even 2gether... I'm just avoiding the latter's last ep oops---

To be continued ;)