Close || Minsung ✔️

~ Bonus Chapter ~

~ 7 years later ~

Jisung was at the store picking up a few things Minho requested for him to get before a trip they were planning on going.

He couldn't help but smile brightly as he thought of his wonderful husband.

He raised his left hand to get a good look of his wedding band, but once his eyes laid on his ring finger, his wedding ring was missing.

Panic rosed within him as he swore he never takes it off.

He began looking around him to see if it might of slipped off. As he was looking he heard a frightening voice that would be forever imprinted in his memory.

"Looking for this Sungs?"

Jisung hesitant to look behind him, now facing the man he hasn't seen since college, Youngho.

"W-What are doing here? G-Give me back my ring." Jisung's voice was shaky while speaking.

"Did you forget? I was released last year. Did you miss me? Because I sure missed you. I told you once before I always get what I want, and I'll wait as long as it takes to take it." Youngho grew a devilish smirk as he examined the ring.

"Give up already! It's been seven years and I'm already married! If you come anywhere near me I won't hesitate to call the cops on your ass. Now give me back my ring!" Jisung put his foot down.

"You're a funny boy. You want this three dollar ring back? Then why don't you go fetch." Youngho threw the wedding ring out the door and falls into a sewage drain outside.

Jisung runs out the doors and falls to the ground in front of the sewage drain, tears swelling his eyes.

He then winced as he felt Youngho pull onto his hair, forcing Jisung to face him.

"You can forget about Minho, because I killed him." Youngho whispers in his ears, leading Jisung's heart to shatter.

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[end of dream]

Jisung shot his eyes open with tears sliding down his cheeks and sweat coating his skin.

Jisung had fallen asleep on his couch in their shared apartment.

He quickly takes a quick look at his hand to make sure his ring was there but to his surprise it wasn't, he began to panic.

Then he noticed something that caught his eye.

"Hyejin? Is that my wedding ring?" Jisung wiped his fallen tears.

"...maybe... I-I'm sorry... I just wanted to try it on..." The young five year old girl handed the wedding ring back to Jisung.

"What did I tell you about taking things without permission. Your lucky I love you. Don't do it again, promise?" Jisung pulls her onto his lap, kissing the top of her head.