Chapter 18
It didn't take quite as long to get Jun back into bed and settled as it had when he had first gotten discharged from the hospital. So it wasn't long before Seokmin and Jihoon had gotten him settled and had started on their own thing. Jun, himself was just lounging around in his bed, just watching the other two in the room. His mind was still racing from all of the information that he had just learned from the meeting that they had. He knew it, he knew it! He knew in his heart that MingMing wouldn't have just shot him for the Hell of it. He knew that even though MingMing had left them, had left him, that he didn't hate any of them enough to go and do something like this. Jun knew that he more likely than not that the younger had gotten himself mixed up in something greater than what he could handle on his own. And Jun had a feeling that if MingMing had refused then they just would have sent someone else in his place who would have been more ruthless and would have just killed them all. He realized that he would be dead right now, if it wasn't for MingMing. He's not exactly sure if he forgives the younger or not, or if he'll ever be able to, but he knows that he still loves the younger. For the longest time, he was the only family that he had that he could get to. Even when he left, Jun had sworn to himself that he would never, ever turn his back on the younger no matter. And he intended to keep that promise until his dying day.
Breaking away from those unhappy thoughts and turned his attention back to the two other people that were in the room with him. Seokmin was laying in his bed, reading one of his textbooks for one of the classes that he had a test coming up in. Though he looked to be half asleep and in Jun's own opinion it probably wouldn't be that much longer until the other caves in and falls asleep. Smiling to himself he turned his attention to the person sitting in one of the chairs right next to his bed. Jihoon was sitting in his chair with his laptop open and clacking away at the keys, doing God only knows what on there. At first glance it seems like the younger 96 liner was lost in his own little world, but it didn't take much for Jun to be able to tell that Jihoon was multitasking. He went between working on whatever it was he's doing and checking up on Jun from time to time. Every so often the two of them would briefly make eye contact with one another and then turn their gazes away. It just sent the elder's heart racing, and he's pretty sure that's not a good thing at the moment. And yes, this really isn't the ideal time to be in the beginning of a budding relationship, but neither he nor Jihoon ever saw this coming. Jun was more than willing to just roll with the punches and everything, but he didn't know how the hacker felt about all of this. They really haven't discussed that part of their relationship yet, Hell, Jun's not even sure what they are to each other at the moment, but it sure as Hell isn't anything platonic.
"What's wrong Junnie?" Jihoon asked him out of the blue. It caught the other very off guard since he wasn't expecting it in the very least. He jumped a little bit at the sound of the other's voice. Jun turned his head to look at the younger man. At this point Seokmin had already fallen asleep, so it was safe to say that whatever they were going to talk about would be in relative peace and privacy. To be honest he was a little bit scared to talk with Jihoon about it. He knew that the young had a very severe hatred towards MingMing now. Even when MingMing was part of the group, they weren't very close with one another. They got along yes, but they never spent a whole lot of time together, and when the younger man left, well Jihoon wasn't as upset as everyone else was about it. And part of the reason that there was so much animosity between MingMing and the rest of the group is blatantly obvious. All of them are very upset with him that he had shot Jun. And yeah, Jun wasn't that thrilled about it himself either, but hey MingMing didn't do for giggles.
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FanfictionThe plan was perfect, almost full- proof. There was no way for any of them to mess this up it had been planned out that much. It was to be absolutely full proof, nothing was set to go wrong.