𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 | CHANGLIX

TWELVE.

"There's no reason to cry. I know it might hurt a little, put you're not injured, right? And it'll just be a one time thing. Don't worry, we'll never see each other ever again after this." Minho started reassuring the most likely younger as Jisung's breath hitched, as he tried to speak up.

"I-I lost my virginity to a s-st-stranger." He then said as he burst into tears, grabbing onto Minho's arm to keep himself from falling to the floor as tears rolled down his cheeks.

Meanwhile, the older widened his eyes to what the boy sitting besides him had said. "Jisung, how old are you?" He asked in confusion.

"S-Seventeen," The latter carefully answered trough his sobs, starting to calm down for a little.

"Oh," Was how Minho responded as he looked down with a sigh. 'God, this kid is still in high school. Why would he even approach me with such age?' Was the only thing he could think of as he started to become annoyed with himself.

Minho stood leaned against a wall at the side of the party, suddenly feeling a hand pull at his as this made him turn around. The boy holding onto his hand sensually came closer to the older and the only thing Minho could remember after that was him being on top of the younger, then everything going blank.

To say Minho felt guilty wasn't really the case. Of course, he didn't intent on sharing a bed with a minor, but he wasn't the one who started it all. Though he was sure Jisung didn't even remember what he had done last night.

"M-Minho?" Jisung then spoke up as he whipped his tears away, cleaning his hand on the blankets underneath him. "Are y-you gay?" He asked with a slight shiver, probably too scared to ask, but he felt like he needed to.

"Uhm... Well, not necessarily," The older said as he thought it would help the other regain some confidence. Though, he did tell the truth. He didn't do these kind of things with boys very often, actually he almost never did.

Thinking Jisung would regain confidence from such a comment was a fairly unexpected fault. Instead he started sobbing again as scenarios raced trough his mind. He already felt awful for being sexual with someone whom was clearly five years older than him, maybe even six for that matter. But what he felt the most insecure about was the question: Was he strange for liking boys?

Tears fell down his cheeks again as Minho awkwardy sat there, watching the younger as he regretted what he had said. "Does that mean you thought I was a g-girl?" Jisung asked as he looked up to the other with disappointment spread on his entire face.

"What? No, of course I didn't! Don't get such ideas in your head, it was just a one night stand. I don't mind either boys or girls, I just don't often do these kind of things with boys. But that doesn't mean it's a bad thing," The older explained as he stood up, starting to grab onto Jisung's clothes which were still spread around to floor as he handed them over to the latter.

"Here's the deal," Minho then said as he stood in front of the younger. "We walk out of this house and you forget about the fact that this happened. Just think about the fact that we've never met, this party didn't happen, and you'll loose your virginity to someone else when you're ready, yeah?" He offered, but the younger could only stare at the other.

Jisung didn't want that. How could he forget about the male in front of him? Not only was the image of him loosing his virginity to Minho stuck in his head, but the older's existence was also mesmerizing. And though it was an accident which he regrets with his entire heart, he couldn't just turn back time and act like he didn't commit one of the biggest sins in humanity.

But he knew Minho was right. He should forget about it. It was just a drunken fault, and even though he knew he won't loose his virginity to someone whom he actually had a relationship with, it'll be fine.

Jisung whipped the last tear from his cheeks as he then stood up with an aching body and came forward to hug the older. "T-Thank you for taking care of me, Minho," He said as the latter widened his eyes at the younger's action.

"Sure," He simply answered as he shook the younger off and stood up. "Now put your clothes on so we can get the fuck out of this house."

Jisung widened his eyes as he immediately took action, the older seeming rather intimidating to him. As the youngest had finished, the both of them walked out of the room, now only noticing the mess that was left behind from the night before.

The both of them walked out of the front door without saying a word to each other as they took their own paths. Jisung being the only one to look back once, touching his lips as he couldn't help but only try to imagine what had happened last night with the mysterious stranger.

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the way i made their situation sooo much different from changlix' situation,, anyways i hope you'll enjoy the minsung side of the storyline :)