chapter thirty-one

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October

Jisung couldn't have been happier. He had finally brought in the last box from his house into his and Minho's shared apartment. Jisung stood, with his hands on his hips, surveying the large terrain of cardboard. He blinked, rubbed his eyes, then shrugged. He'd get around to unloading those someday, but not today.

"Minnie," Jisung whined, looking through the rooms to find his boyfriend. He poked his head into the bedroom and saw Minho on his phone, gently stroking one of his cats. They were both spread out on the bed. Jisung paused for a moment to take in Minho again, as if he hasn't been doing that since he first saw him. Minho's pretty eyelashes were gently fluttering as he scrolled through his phone, and the perfect slope of his nose led to his soft set of lips that Jisung loved so much. 

Minho looked up from the screen and smirked. "Like what you're seeing?"

"I do," Jisung smiled. Then he held his arms out and pouted. "I want to cuddle."

Minho grinned. He sat up and adjusted himself to make a space for Jisung, then beckoned for him to come. Jisung bounded over like a puppy. He fit perfectly in the spot. Jisung felt like his heart was going to burst from the affection he felt towards Minho. He almost sighed in contentment when he cuddled up to Minho. When Jisung was comfortable, he laid his head over Minho's chest, listening to his heart beat. He felt the pulse of his heart beating unusually fast. 

"What are you thinking about?" Jisung whispered, playing with the hem of Minho's t-shirt. Minho was wearing one of Jisung's favorite shirts. It was a simple one that had the logo of an old band that his parent's used to listen to. The shirt had originally belonged to Minho's dad, so it was a bit too large for Minho's slim frame. The shirt hung comfortably on his shoulders, slipping off of his shoulder every so often to reveal his collarbone.

Minho hummed. "The fact that my cute little boyfriend is cuddling with me. It's literally the cutest thing ever." Minho stated nonchalantly. He was satisfied when he saw a light pink settle on Jisung's cheeks. 

However, Minho held back how he had to meet with Chan and the others and execute another messed up person in the world. Minho tried to reason with himself. These people were doing wrong, and technically, the people were asking to have them murdered. Minho wasn't doing it just because he felt like it; he was helping people.

He also tried to push down the fact that he was doing this right under his boyfriend's nose. Jisung was oblivious about the entire situation, and Minho was still figuring out how to break the news to him. Worst of all, Jisung was working on the opposing side as Minho. He interns at the detective agency that is working on his case, for christ's sake!

So, Minho's heart was definitely beating a little bit faster than usual because his boyfriend was cuddling with him, but it was also racing because Minho suddenly had so much more to lose now that Jisung was a part of his life. If he made even one misstep, that could be it for their relationship.

Jisung could feel that something was a little bit off with Minho, though he couldn't figure out what. The brown haired boy always seemed lost in thought or nibbling on his lip, a little habit that Jisung noticed Minho did when he was thinking. He seemed somewhat distant and disconnected, but Jisung couldn't think of a reason why. When he'd ask, Minho would blink, then smile, saying that everything was perfect.

Jisung sighed, closing his eyes. He looked up at the perfect face he was admiring earlier.

"Hyung," he mewled as he lightly nudged Minho's arm. Minho immediately put down his phone, looking at him with big, shining eyes. "We would never keep secrets from each other, right?"

Minho looked away, unable to look Jisung. "Never." 

His eyes looked sad.

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Minho was still on his phone when Jisung went to bed. This was typical; Minho usually stayed up later than Jisung, either playing a game, scrolling through social media, or watching videos. Jisung was still happy that he was sharing a bed with Minho, having him so close.

Jisung's soft snores were the only things that were audible in the room. Minho glanced at Jisung, making sure that he was deep in sleep. Then, he carefully crept out of bed and changed into all black clothes, and on his way out, he slipped on a cap and mask. 

Minho quietly shut the door. The bolt on the lock slid shut with a slight thud, and Minho breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to wake Jisung, and he most definitely didn't want Jisung to get caught up in this mess.

Nonetheless, Jisung shifted in his sleep and frowned. The bed felt colder. He slowly opened his eyes to see that he was alone, and he faintly heard the lock turn to the front door. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he blinked them away. He was too tired for this, and they'd sort it out in the morning. 

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That night's victim had been particularly difficult, swiftly dodging attacks and even fighting back as well. This left Minho with a myriad of fresh bruises on his abdomen and arms, and Minho flinched with almost every movement. He tried to hide it from Jisung, but he was too sharp.

Jisung noticed, and so he made Minho breakfast in bed. The blonde boy was nervous, and he didn't have an appetite, so he didn't bother making any food for himself. He wanted to ask Minho about what happened the night before, and why he came back as injured as he was, but he was scared of the answer he might be given. 

"Minho," Jisung squeaked. He paused mid-bite, and put down his fork.

"Yes, baby?"

Jisung swallowed the lump in his throat and asked in a small voice, "I saw you leave last night."

Minho paled, his eyes widening in disbelief. "Y-you did?" Jisung nodded, and Minho set aside his breakfast tray, opening his arms for Jisung to come close.

Minho gave Jisung a big hug before saying anything else. He continued to hold Jisung tight, not looking at him, as he said, "I think I need to come clean."

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can y'all tell who my bias is lol

when jisung marvels at minho's beauty, i tend to describe minho's features in more detail than pretty much anything else in this book haha

thanks for reading loves

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