voices | minsung

Chapter 11 - Number

"Okay, that's all?" Minho asked. Jisung nodded. Minho smiled. "Oh, wait here."

Minho ran back to his room and ripped a piece of paper from his notebook. He took a pen from the cup filled with pencils and ballpoints. He wrote down something on the paper and ran back outside and offered the paper to Jisung.

"That's my number. Text or call me if you need anything." Minho told him.

Jisung took the paper from Minho's hand and took a while to scan that piece of paper, to see is it was real or not. Jisung then took his phone that was inside his bag. He then dialed the number that was on the paper and pressed the call button. A phone that was on the coffee table started to vibrate.

Minho laughed. "You didn't believe me, didn't you?"

"H-huh?!  I-I believed you! I w-was just m-making sure..." Jisung said.

"Hmm... okay then," Minho said. "You're a fast learner but you seem to be distracted whenever you study. Is something going on inside your head?"

Shit. What should I say?! Jisung swore in his head. The truth was, he loved listening to Minho's voice whenever he explained the problem. He'd often steal a few stares whenever Minho wasn't looking. And nope, he definitely wasn't whipped over Minho. That would be the reason why he often gets distracted.

Minho was waiting for an answer. But then spoke before Jisung could.

"Ah, I get it," Minho said, putting a hand on Jisung's shoulder. He had a worried face on. "It's okay, she's not worth it, man. You just need to wait for the right girl to come."

"Huh?! What are you saying?!" Jisung asked, a bit too loud. "I didn't break up with any girl!"

Minho laughed. "I know, I was just joking."

"Plus-"

"I'm gay."

Jisung said it. He said that. He exposed himself. He was waiting for Minho to start mocking him. But instead, he just stayed silent. Minho tilted his head a bit and smiled. His answer was something Jisung didn't expect.

"I'm happy that I'm not the only one," Minho said with a small laugh at the end.