here with me | minsung

04

jisung knocked on minho's door, chan answering with swollen lips. he looked confused.

"whatcha doing here jisung?", chan asked. jisung awkwardly played with his shoes, rubbing them together. he had arrived in the pouring rain, jisung's hair soaked.

"can i see minho?", jisung asked. chan peeped through the hallway, seeing minho walking out into the kitchen. he invited jisung in, ordering him to slip off his shoes.

"he's in the kitchen." chan said. he walked back into jeongin's room, continuing their hot make out session. jisung walked through the hallway, going to the kitchen. minho had a pot on the stove, boiling water.

"h-hey minho...", jisung said. minho immediately turned around, recognizing jisung's voice. he smiled, grabbing the pasta.

"hey jisung!", minho exclaimed. he hugged jisung, feeling him break down in his arms. jisung held on tightly to minho like his life depended on him. minho sadly smiled, laying his head on jisung's shoulder.

"i-i'm sorry for lying to you... i just... w-was scared..", jisung sobbed. minho played with jisung's hoodie, the material rubbing. he then kissed jisung's forehead, sprinkling a blush on jisung's cheeks.

"it's okay.", minho mumbled. "my only question though. why did you lie?". jisung stared awkwardly down at the floor as minho dawdled back to the stove, using his fork and stabbing the pasta. he gagged at the movements, remembering some nights before.

"i-i was j-just scared you'd l-leave me like dae- my ex did.", jisung cried. "he broke my heart a-and i was scared you would too."

minho emptied the pasta into a strainer, stopping his cooking and immediately hugging jisung. jisung's jewellery rubbed against minho's skin, the sharp bits leaving red marks. minho stopped hugging jisung, going back to his pasta.

"c-can we just start off slow? i just don't think we should go full on into dating just yet.", jisung asked. minho smiled.

"of course.", he said. "what are your boundaries?"

"uhm... hugging and cuddling is fine, occasional pecking, i love pet names, i don't wanna make out just yet, i can't do that.", jisung concluded. "and can we keep this a secret? between us five."

minho was puzzled. "five?" (my aching urge to change this to FOIVE is absolutely crazy)

"y-yeah... chan, felix and hyunjin..."

"oh yeah. of course.", minho laughed. "now... watch movies and eat stupid amounts of popcorn?"

"HELL YEAH!"

~

chan and jeongin exited the room they were in with swollen lips, walking towards the living room.

"so you guys made up?", chan asked. minho's eyes flickered to chan's lips, smirking.

"so you guys made out?", minho chuckled. "all jokes aside, yeah we did."

"min... jeongin's here.. be quiet..", jisung whispered into minho's ear. minho nodded. jisung erased his arms from minho's waist, his eyes flicking back to the movie on the tv.

"what'd you guys make up for?", jeongin asked.

shit shit shit...

"oh they made out and jisung freaked out or some shit like that.", chan answered.

FUCK.

"CHAN WHAT THE FUCK!", minho yelled. "IF SOMETHING LIKE THAT HAPPENS YOU OBVIOUSLY NEED TO KEEP IT A SECRET!"

jisung gulped.

"oh.. shit sorry.", chan replied.

"NO! THERE'S NO SORRY! ASSHOLE!"

"hyung...", jisung cried. minho looked over at jisung, a tear rolling down his cheek. "p-please stop arguing over me..", jisung sobbed, minho holding jisung tightly.

"sorry jisung.", minho said. jisung let the tears fall down his red face, the hot liquid dripping onto his pants.

"a secret between us six?", minho said. jeongin scoffed.

"damn, that's how many people know?", jeongin chuckled. jisung sighed, clearing his throat. he stood up, walking over to jeongin.

"i came home with tears running down my cheeks desperately wanting to KILL MYSELF because i felt i couldn't love a man again. i TORTURED MYSELF, CUT MYSELF, and DESPERATELY felt the need to kill myself. i do NOT GIVE 2 SHITS if you think its funny that people know already, because i made it VERY CLEAR that i was upset the second i walked in there.", jisung screamed. jeongin and jisung's shoulders bumped as he stormed past.

"jisung you left your hoodie!", minho called.

"I DON'T FUCKING GIVE A SHIT!", he yelled.

uncomfortable silence grew between the three as the door slammed, jisung exiting the house in the pouring rain.

".....yikes.", chan sighed.

"yikes indeed....", jeongin held back tears.

"fuck you jeongin.", minho sighed, walking off to his room.

"s-sorry...", jeongin cried as he stormed off to his room.

chan sighed.

"well fuck...", he said.

~

yikes man... sorry for late updating btw ok ill shuddup