Close || Minsung ✔️

~ Ch.12 ~

A couple hours had slowly passed for Minho as he couldn't sleep, no matter how hard he tried he couldn't. His mind was filled with questions on why he kissed the now sleeping boy on the other side of the room.

He would toss and turn on his bed trying to calm his mind but something caught his attention, breaking him from his thoughts.

Jisung was in deep sleep but was moving quite a lot and mumbled things in his sleep. He was beginning to sweat and a few tears slipped.

Minho went over to Jisung's side of the room and sat on the edge of his bed. He then gently nudged the younger, trying to wake him up from his nightmare.

"Hey, Jisung... wake up..." with a tired raspy voice he continued to try to wake up the other.

The younger still asleep jolted up and clung onto Minho with tears streaming down his puffy cheeks. Minho was caught off guard from the younger's action.

"Jisung, it's okay. Wake up." He hesitantly wrapped his arms around Jisung.

The younger shot his eyes opened as his breathing was heavy, finally waking up from his nightmare. He continued to let the tears stream down his face as the nightmare he had was still in memory.

"I-I'm sorry Minho..." He was a little embarrassed and refused to look him in the eyes.

"It's okay... don't apologize.." Minho looked down at the boy who had his face buried in Minho's chest. "...Do you want to talk about your nightmare?"

Jisung shook his head then pulling away from the older as he wiped his tears away.

"I had nightmare of my mom's death... I guess the horror movie we watched triggered some memories. My mom was shot a-and I just watched... f-feeling helpless.. I-I should've done something..." Jisung was in tears yet again as the memory of his mother's death was engraved in his head.

"...Jisung.. I'm sorry." He pulled the smaller boy into his embrace. "No one should ever witness that. I'm sorry." He held the boy in his arms, wishing he could do more to help.

Minho rubbed the smaller boy's back trying his best to comfort him. Jisung's tears slowly stopped as he felt the safe comfort of the older.

It was quiet between the two with the only sound was Jisung's sniffles.

"C-can we go to sleep like this?" Jisung broke the silence as he shyly asked, just wanting to feel the comfort a bit longer.

Minho looked at the sadden boy with a soft smile. "Yeah.."

The two boys then laid down on the bed with Minho keeping Jisung in his arms. Jisung was curled up close to the other since their beds were pretty small.

Jisung fell fast asleep in the older's arm peacefully but Minho was still awake. He couldn't help but feel bad for the younger. He thought his life was pretty sad but loosing someone you care for forever by death is something he can't imagine.

Minho starred at the sleeping boy, wanting to protect Jisung from all harms way. He wasn't going to let anyone hurt the younger.

His eyes grown heavy and fell fast asleep with the young boy in his arms.

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~ a week later ~

It was the next week with the week past pretty quickly and was now a Thursday evening.

Chan, Felix, Jisung and Minho was hanging out at the mall, all having a good time.

"Lix! You can't just run away from us like that, why'd you run?" Jisung caught up to the freckled boy who ran away from the group.