Close || Minsung ✔️

~ Ch.1 ~

A/n:

Hellooo!!! ~ 💜 This is my new minsung book!! Ik it's not "God's Menu" (hehe sorry😅) and pretty cringy but I still hope y'all still enjoy!!

Also if you wanna read more minsung bc why the heck not, I wrote a completed minsung book called "Late Nights". Check it out if you want. And yes I did self promote, idc hehe🙃.

Ok, ok, I'll shut up now...

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~🌻Close: Minsung Fanfic🌻~

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It was late at night and the sky was covered in dark grey clouds.

A young boy who was known as Han Jisung was at the grocery store grabbing a few things. He usually doesn't go to the store late at night but his younger sister insisted on him getting some snacks.

After he got what he needed, he was about to head out until he noticed rain beginning to pour. He decided to buy an umbrella since he had walked to the store instead of taking the bus.

He headed out with his groceries in one hand and the umbrella in another, making his way home where he lived with his older brother and younger sister.

As he was walking home in the pouring rain while he listened to the droplets hit the umbrella, he was unexpectedly pushed harshly against a brick wall.

He winced at the impact and dropped his umbrella and groceries.

Jisung noticed there was two men dressed in black with masks covering half of their faces.

"What is the lowlife doing out here? Did the rodent finally start living on the streets where he belongs?" One of the guys punched Jisung and pushed him to the ground causing him to wince at the pain once more.

Jisung recognized the familiar voice and insults coming from the guy who pushed him down, one of his bullies from high school. A boy that caused shivers down his spine.

"D-Dongsoo?" Jisung was hesitant as he looked up in fear.

"You're finally using your tiny brain bitch! Just because we graduated high school doesn't mean you'd see the last of me!" The tall boy known as Dongsoo kicked the helpless boy in the stomach.

"Let's cut him up and take his wallet." The other boy who was always by Dongsoo's side handed him a pocket knife.

"N-no please!" Jisung's voice was shaking in fear knowing how brutal his bullies were to him.

"Aww, he's scared of us. Like he should be." The tall boy with the knife smirked under his mask as he approached Jisung who was trembling in fear as he was cornered, no place to run.

Jisung shut his eyes helplessly, not wanting to see what was to come. But nothing came.

He heard someone be punched and two bodies fall onto the cement ground.

He opens his eyes, letting his eyes adjust from his foggy vision by the tears that escaped uncontrollably. He noticed a boy soaking wet who he thought was handsome.

"Hey." The unfamiliar boy with dyed orange/ red hair softly spoke to the smaller boy. "Don't be wandering the streets at night alone. You okay?" The stranger offered his hand.

"Mhm. Thank you." The sore boy accepts his hand and thanks him as he bowed his head in gratitude.

He was thankful that the stranger didn't notice he let out a few tears since the rain was drenching him.