𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 - 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

four.

a/n: HUGE THANKS TO: @cereal-and-sadness for helping me with chapter because i woulda had a massive writers block without her. okay onto the story    (most likely a super long one) -dearminho <3

TRIGGER WARNING: BLOOD IN THE BEGINNING!

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"Dammit." the boy groaned as he dropped his glass on the floor. He carefully stepped over the glass shards and ran to the closet as if the glass was going to disappear any second. As he ran bag he slid a little bit, despite him being bare foot and cute himself a large piece of broken glass. "FUCK" He yelled. "shit" He repeated over and over again, dropping the broom he had in his hands and hopped around on one foot with his foot dripping with blood.

All of a sudden a short, dark haired male walked from around the corner. "Jisung you alright? I heard a-" The male cut himself off. "Ah, you dropped another cup again?" The male asked the other. "Mhm" Jisung hummed trying not to cry from he cut. "The hell did you do Han?" he walked over to Jisung and notices red tints on his foot, and seeping through the spaces between his fingers. "Dammit Jisung, you cut yourself." Jisung just nodded as the older got up and grabbed stuff to clean it and to stop the bleeding.

"It's gonna sting, you already know that though." The older said.

"Hyung- OW" Jisung yelped as the older applied the disinfectant to his wound. "Damn, it cut deeper than I expected Jisung." Jisung didn't say anything, trying to hold back tears. "Changbin, I have work soon." Jisung said. Changbin looked at him, and finished disinfecting the wound, and putting a bandage on it and called it good until after Jisungs shift so he can get stitches. "Done" Changbin said. Jisung thanked him and ran to his room to get dressed, and put on shoes. He grabbed his keys as he went to left the apartment and quickly walked to work so he wasn't late.

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He accidently woke up late so he was running late for work. He rushed around the apartment, collecting everything he needed, while he's putting on his clothing for work. "Glasses, glasses, FUCK. Where the hell are my glasses?" Minho paced around his room looking for them, while he's tying his lace up black trench coat. He found the glasses, quickly put them on, grabbed his keys and practically ran out the door and went to work after locking his door.

"I'm late, I'm late...I'm late" Minho said, sounding like the Mad Hatter from Alice In Wonderland.

He arrived at the office building, said hello to Yeji and ran to the elevator and went to his office. He sat down after taking off his coat and started to fill out papers.

Multiple hours pass of just filling out papers, and Yeji knocks on the door of his office lightly. "Come in?" Yeji carefully opened the door and, while looked down at the ground with her hands folded. "Yeji are you alright?" The brunette looked up with tears in her eyes. "Mr. Kim wants to see you immediately, Minho." Minho was extremely taken back, but just nodded and stood up. He walked passes the short girl and went to the elevator to go to an all title floor with a long corridor,  leading to a big glass door at the end of it.

This felt like Minho's green mile. Like it was the end of it all. He took man deep breaths as he slowly walked with what felt like chains around his ankles leading him to his demise. His black leather shoes sounded like heels on the solid tile floor once again until he came to a stop at the thick glass doors.

Minho shakily knocked on the door with it to be opened immediately by an anger tall, blue haired man. "Mr. Kim?" Minho stuttered out.

The older man motioned for Minho to sit as he sat himself. Minho did so and didn't say a word.