"What were you thinking Jisung?" Minho roared, causing the younger male to jump slightly. "I...I don't know. I d-don't think I was thinking. I..." Jisung cut his own sentence off shortly, a hiccup following the tangled mess of words. He began to sob, his frame shaking under the heavy atmosphere filling the interior of the car. "Calm down." Minho said sternly, as Jisung continued to sob and hiccup. "For the love of Christ, Jisung-" Minho began, but stopped when he saw Jisung's glossy, tear filled eyes looking up at him. His eyes were full of regret and fear, tears falling down his cheeks. "Ah, shit." Minho sighed loudly, running his fingers through his hair. "You can't go home like this, can you?" He asked, and Jisung shook his head and as he let out a quiet sound of distress. ------------- Minho prefers to be alone. Other than a tightly knit group of friends, he'd rather be by himself. Until Jisung comes back from his study trip abroad and finds himself stuck in a new group of friends like glue.All Rights Reserved
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