Lies || minsung ✔️

chapter twenty-nine

September

Minho leapt for his phone when he heard it buzz, hoping that Jisung had finally replied to him. He was getting worried; Jisung was oddly silent.

His heart sank when he saw that it was Felix, but then he got worried. Jisung is sick? Is he okay? Minho desperately wanted to go visit his boyfriend and see for himself, but Felix said that Jisung wanted to be alone.

Minho felt a pang in his heart, and he was a little bit hurt that Jisung didn't want to see him. He shook his head, trying to be optimistic. He was just being dramatic. 

The day dragged on, and Minho grew more and more anxious. He repeatedly glanced at his phone, checking that his ringer was on and his volume was up, just in case he missed a text. Unfortunately, his phone stayed silent for the entire day.

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This went on for a few days, and Minho was getting discouraged. He only got a text from Felix, simply saying that Jisung was doing okay. However, that wasn't enough for Minho. Did something happen? Is Jisung upset with him? Why is he avoiding him?

Minho called into his work, telling his boss that he was sick. That seemed like a lie at first, but as the days dragged on with no contact with Jisung, Minho felt himself deteriorate.

When it was officially a week without Jisung, Minho was found lying in bed, staring blankly at the wall. He hadn't done anything for two days, only getting up to use the bathroom and set some food out for the cats. If he got any calls, he let them go to voicemail, not having enough energy to talk to anyone. 

Someone knocked on the door. Minho heard it, but it didn't register. If it was someone important, they would already have the keys and would be able to get in anyways.

Minho was right. Soon enough, he heard keys jangle in the doorway. 

"Minho?" called a voice. It was Chan. Minho didn't bother to answer, knowing that Chan would find him eventually.

Minho felt the bed dip when Chan sat down. They stayed in silence for a while, then Chan asked, "What happened, mate?"

"Jisung hasn't texted me in a week," Minho mumbled monotonously (try saying that five times fast). 

"Oh lord," Chan sighed. "Hang tight for a second." Chan left, then came back with some snacks and water. "Eat these sometime, okay? He'll talk to you soon, Minho. Jisung won't be able to survive without contact with you for much longer." And with that, Chan clapped him on the back, then wrinkled his nose. "Also, shower and change, dude. If you keep this up, Jisung won't want to get close to you when you guys finally reunite." Chan grinned at Minho then left.

"Gosh, he's totally lovestruck, isn't he?" he muttered to himself after closing the door to Minho's apartment.

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After a week of figuring things out with Felix, Jisung was finally ready to face Minho. It was hard staying away from him for that long, but Jisung didn't want to mess things up between them. 

It had been days since Ji-eun was last spotted, so Jisung deemed it safe to visit Minho again. 

He drove to Minho's apartment, his knee bouncing with excitement the entire drive. Jisung didn't bother to text Minho ahead of time, hoping to catch him by surprise. 

When he got to the door, Jisung quickly flipped through his keys until he found the ones to the apartment.

Just in case, Minho had said during their last date when he pressed the key into Jisung's palm. Jisung was giddy when he was able to use it.

The door swung open, revealing a dark house. Jisung frowned, wondering if Minho had gone out. He decided to check the rooms, just in case. He may or may not have planned to steal another hoodie from Minho's closet on the way out, either. 

When Jisung walked into Minho's bedroom, he gasped. He found Minho, panting in bed, with a high fever and sweat dripping down his face. 

"Minho?" Jisung asked, his voice rising in panic. He felt guilt build in his chest. If he hadn't been so scared about Ji-eun and visited Minho sooner, could he have prevented this? 

Minho's eyes fluttered open weakly when he heard Jisung's voice. He hardly registered anything that was happening. His head was pounding, and he felt nauseous. 

Jisung rushed to get a cold cloth and a thermometer for Minho. Once Minho was all checked out with a bowl of soup waiting for him on the nightstand, Jisung was finally able to breathe. 

He let Minho sleep, gazing at the peaceful look on Minho's face. Jisung felt his eyes grow heavy as well, and shyly glanced at Minho again, making sure that he was fast asleep. Sure enough, Minho was completely knocked out. 

Jisung crept under the blankets, making sure to leave extra space between him and Minho in case Minho felt uncomfortable. 

He fell asleep, finally able to rest now that he was with Minho.

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After a few days of forcing medicine and food down Minho's throat, he began to recover.Jisung was relieved when he saw that Minho's fever had broken and Minho was regaining strength. 

Minho was nibbling on a peanut butter sandwich when Jisung said, "I should explain what happened on the day at the amusement park."

Minho stopped eating, silently looking at Jisung with wide eyes. He nodded. 

Jisung took a deep breath, then said, "She's my ex-girlfriend who...kind of mentally abused me."

Minho had dropped his sandwich because he was clenching it too hard. He stared at Jisung, his eyes hard and his hands twisted in the sheets with rage. Minho was dangerously silent.

"A-and...I broke up with her during senior year of high school," Jisung continued, startled by the intensity of Minho's reaction. "But, she didn't give up. She had stalked me, trying a lot of really messed-up methods to get me to get back with her. We moved, hoping that we could lose her. And we really thought we did, until she found us again that day." He nervously looked at Minho. "Are you okay?"

Minho, who had been listening in silent fury, nodded. His jaw was set, and Jisung shifted uncomfortably. 

"She's going to regret ever doing this to you, Jisung," Minho snarled venemously.

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wow i love jealousy 

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