Why So Lonely? || Minsung 1/3 ✔️

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"Why do you think that?" Chan questions.

"Because it's true," I shake my head, "I've always been alone. Everyone l-leaves. I push myself away from everyone. It's my fault. Everything is my fault."

I felt both of the boys wrap their arms around me. I cry silently, my heart beating slowly.

"Even if you think you're alone, you're not. We're always here for you, no matter what. You don't deserve any of this, Ji. It's not your fault. You didn't ask for this. You didn't cause this. I know your past was lonely, and I know that your brother leaving made everything worse, but you still have us, okay? We're still here and we're not leaving," Chan reassures.

I cry harder, finding one of their shoulders to bury my face in. Abruptly, my phone begins to ring. I pick my head up, wiping away my tears. I stand up, picking up my phone from where I dropped it.

- - - - -

"H-hello?"

"Angel? You sound like you've been crying, are you okay?"

When Minho speaks, relief is sent through my body. I take in a deep breath, "I'm fine now."

"Are you sure? Do you want me to come over?"

"Can you come later? Chan and Binnie are over right now," I sniff, clearing my throat.

"Yeah, of course. Just text me. I love you."

I let out an airy laugh, "I love you too."

"I'll see you later, baby. Bye."

- - - - -

I rub my eyes, setting my phone on the counter. The guys watch me, their eyes full of worry for me.

"Who was that?" Changbin asks, leaning against a cupboard.

"Minho," I respond, turning the stove back on for dinner. My parents would be home anytime soon, and I didn't want to get asked why there was a pan full of hamburger meat that wasn't cooked all the way.

"Does he know?" The oldest questions.

"Nope," I answer, "I'm a horrible boyfriend. Can't even tell him that I have a brother. How fucking simple is that?"

"J, stop it. You're not a horrible boyfriend. We all have our secrets. Yours is just more complicated than most. It's okay. You just have to tell him soon. You don't want him finding out the hard way," Changbin points out.

"I know," I sigh, "I know. I'll tell him when I'm ready to face it myself."

"Alright. Are you going to be okay on your own?" Chan asks, watching my movements.

"Yeah, I think. I just have a headache."

"Take some aspirin when you get the chance."

"I will. Thank you both. I'm-"

"Stop saying sorry. You've helped us. We're helping you. We're family. It's what we do."

"Even in serious moment, your spitting fire," Changbin laughs.

"Shut up," Chan grins while shaking his head, "we're going to go. Think about telling Min. It'll be okay. He won't be mad."

I nod, hugging him, "I'll try." He pats my back, letting me hug Binnie as well.

"See you guys."

"Bye, J."

"Later, Ji."