possessive

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The same thing has happened for a few days, the friend group got closer and closer.

Jisung and Seungmin were currently talking to each other on the couch, they seemed pretty close already. But Seungmin felt uncomfortable as he felt as if someone was glaring at him. He wanted to know who it was and he saw Minho standing there with crossed arms.

Seungmin got the hint and wanted to stand up but Jisung pulled him down, ¨Where are you going?¨ Jisung tilted his head.

¨I might die soon if you don't stay away.¨ Was the last thing he said before disappearing up the stairs.

Jisung frowned and looked around him, there was no one. He just shrugged and went to the kitchen to get some snacks.

Minho followed the boy up the stairs, still with a hard glare plastered on his face. He followed him all the way to the roof. 'What a stupid little boy.' Minho thought when he slowly slid through the door.

He watched the younger slowly sit down on the edge of the roof, looking up at the starry night sky. ¨You're making this way too easy for me sweety.¨ The oldest mumbled under his breath.

He sighed and sat down next to Seungmin, making the brunette jump a bit. ¨I didn't know you would be here.¨ He said as he looked back up at the stars.

¨What were you talking about with Jisung earlier?¨ Minho curiously asked.

¨Nothing big, just life.¨ Seungmin took a deep breath in and out. ¨I'm sorry if you thought wrong of it for a bit, you did look pretty jealous.¨ The younger chuckled and looked at Minho to see him still glaring at him.

¨Well, you were right.¨ Minho smirked and lightly patted the younger's shoulder and kept it there. He looked down and faked a gasp, ¨It is pretty high up here, never really realized that.¨ He said, Seungmin also looked down and gasped when it felt like he was falling.

It felt so realistic that he even felt the wind brush through his hair.

But he was falling. And he came closer and closer to the ground. He felt thorns pierce his skin as he harshly fell through the low rose bushes. The air was knocked out of him as he made contact with the dirt.

Seungmin felt his blood rushing over his skin. He tried to scream for help but his lungs didn't allow him. He tried harder when he heard leaves crunching as if someone stepped on them.

He tried his best to turn his head and open his eye since there was a thorn that went right through his left eyelid. He could slightly make out Jisung who was just standing there. He almost looked happy? He looked happy as if the person he loved did something great.

Jisung picked up the almost unconscious boy. Seungmin didn't feel safe. He felt as if everything was just going to get worse.

And it did.