rainbow boy - minsung

leave

my phone buzzed though. and why not check it.

my hair was messy and vision still blurry from being tired but it was enough to read the message asking for my presence in about 5 minutes. luckily it wasn't that far.

it was just upstairs, after all.
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he sat at the kitchen table. black coffee in one hand and laptop rested underneath the other. i opened the basement door, turning into his kitchen hall and toward the kitchen table.

"you asked to see me... i guess." i whispered softly. there was a deep breath from the boy sitting at the table. a hand motioned me to come sit in front of him.

"um. yea. i'm the last one to talk to you so, i don't know what you're expecting." the boy spoke. although he wasn't a boy like i was. he was over the age of 18 pretty much legal now. much more built too.

i didn't have any expectations for what chris was going to say. i mean... i wasn't expecting an apology in the first place (if that's even what this was).

"i- i didn't have anything to expect. i didn't think you'd wanna talk to me. you seemed focused last night, chris." i responded.

"i had to finish something ..." chris's words were quick, as if coming up with them on the spot. "as an excuse not to come downstairs." he admitted.

i figured. i had no problem with that either. i was rather nervous, too. so i get where he came from.

but chris was always cautious with who he apologized to. he was a protective person with an almost fatherly personality .

as a kid any time i got in a small disagreement chris would need a lot of convincing from his parents and emma to forgive me or whoever it was it got in a brawl with.

he was tough. he has gotten in multiple physical school fights much like hyunjin, which is why the two attracted to each other easily as friends. they had stuck up and tough builds and personas .

but that wasn't the case. they were just protective backed up by facts. chris was protective of emma ever since the two were left alone.

he worked so hard to produce music and host little concerts in town just to provide for her. and she wasn't aware of that until recently. or well, about a year ago. and since then chris has torn himself down for her.

"you want an apology right ?" he spoke firmly to me. my eyes stared wide and my throat noticeably swallowed.

the moment was quiet. but i knew if i replied it'd be selfish as if i was expecting one. expecting this and expecting that is exactly what got me into this issue in the first place. assumptions in general. i assume the worst and never the best.

"you know, jisung. you're lucky you're on emmas good side. if emma was any more hurt by this you wouldn't be in our life. or at least mine ." chris explained.

i assume this means a close call. but was that a yes or...? i was honestly confused trying to piece together the if's and but's of the sentence .

"i'll forgive you slowly. i just can't fully right now... but just - dont piss me off and then you'll be good as quick as can be. but not yet. that was really screwed up. why the hell were you scared of me?" he asked seriously .

i was just gonna shrug and act like i didn't know but i knew. i knew why i had an underlying fear of chris in a situation like this.

"a few stupid reasons. not only was i scared of everyone for being gay, but it's different with you. i mean... you had just asked me to date your sister and put so much responsibility on me and i didn't want to let you down. " i admitted.