Jisung groaned loudly as he rolled around on Minho's bed. His head was pounding, he can't even imagine how Minho is feeling working on zero sleep and hungover. A quiet knock on the door scared Jisung "fuck" he grumbled as he stumbled out of the bed getting ready to hide.
The door opened slowly "it's just me Jisung" Junhee whispered as he pushed the door open more. Jisung let out a breath of relief and laid back down on the bed as Jun placed water and meds on the bedside table. "Minho instructed me to give you water and meds. How are you feeling?" He asked.
Jisung was surprised by his niceness. He never thought Jun would accept him especially after their first meeting, but the servant was playing nice for Minho's sake. He knew what it was like to be in love with someone you can't have. He felt bad for the pair and he wanted Minho to enjoy this burst of freedom as much as he could. The kid deserved it after all.
"I feel like hell" he mumbled as he took the meds and water. He plopped the meds onto his tongue and quickly swallowed them down with water. Junhee sat on the bed next to Jisung and sighed quietly to himself. "I understand what it's like to love someone you can't love" Junhee mumbled as he picked at Minho's comforter.
Jisung looked at the older man with a confused face. "I've been in Minho's shoes and that's why I was so scared when I first met you. I was in love with someone from the junkyard too" Junhee confessed. Jisung grew even more confused at the servants confession. He loved someone like him?
"It almost ruined my life, but I loved him and to this day I regret letting him go. I wonder what he's doing now" the man continued as he stared off at the wall. Jisung listened intently "I'd give up everything to go back and make it up to him, but I can't. Don't fuck this up with Minho. Don't let him let you go" Junhee said before standing up and walking out of the room, shutting the door behind him.
Jisung sat there with a fading headache and thoughts running through his mind. He knew he could really fuck up Minho's life, but he also couldn't see him having a life without Minho in it. He hoped Minho would never want to give him up. He cared too much for the boy but he knew Minho was way out of his league.
I mean look at Minho and look at Jisung. The two were worlds apart on so many different levels, yet they clicked so easily. They got along effortlessly and Minho has never judged Jisung or his brothers, instead the older boy treats them like family.
Jisung's heart swelled at the thoughts of Minho. He really cared for Minho, more than anything and could see them somehow living a life together in the future. Maybe a good life, somewhere where Felix is safe 24/7. Jisung slowly fell asleep again with those thoughts running through his mind.
By the time Jisung woke up again Minho was trudging through his room- tearing off pieces of his suit, throwing the clothes around everywhere. He was exhausted. He did so much work today he can't even comprehend the shit he did.
He filled out so many files and made so many copies of paperwork and signed off on so many things. He would have never figured it out if it wasn't for Yuchan. The older man guiding Minho through the work easily.
"Hey babe" Jisung greeted as he rubbed his eyes softly. Minho jumped at the sound of the sudden voice, too distracted by his own thoughts to even remember his own boyfriend was staying over. "You scared me Ji" Minho whispered as he continued to tear off his clothes until he was in nothing but his boxers.
"I'm sorry. How was your day?" He asked as he patted the bed next to him. Minho sighed loudly as he threw himself into the open spot on the bed "don't get me started" he groaned "I don't want to run this company" he continued as he sighed. "I've just never seen myself taking after my dad I don't know what to do" he admitted
Jisung only shrugged and ran a hand up and down Minho's back "you'll figure it out" he said before throwing a smile at Minho "we'll figure it out" he mumbled- remembering Junhee's words from before. He wasn't letting Minho go and he hoped the other wouldn't either.
San- hi! Today's my birthday!! I'm 21 finally! Also I hope you enjoy this chapter!
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FanfictionParents always warned their kids about the Junkyard. "That's where all the dirty, disgusting, bad people live" they would say. The junkyard is where the poorest of people live, this part of town is small and rundown, no shops or stores anywhere to...
