Close || Minsung ✔️

~ Ch.33 ~

For a moment the two stared at each other in silence, waiting for one of them to speak.

Minho's focus diverted away from the smaller's eyes since Jisung wore sad red puffy eyes which he couldn't bare to look at.

Jisung eyes also shifted away but down to Minho's cut on his arm.

"What happened?" Jisung gestured to the older's arm.

"It's nothing..." Minho's brushed it off.

"You need to clean it or it'll get effected, let me-." Jisung tried to grab the older's arm, wanting to help him, but he pulled his arm away.

"I said it was nothing. I came back to grab some clothes.." The older knew that came out harsh so he didn't dare look Jisung in the eye.

"What? Why?" The smallers voice ranged with confusion and sadness.

"I'm going to stay somewhere else for a while." Minho paused, "None of this is obviously working." Minho gestured towards the both of them then went to grab a bag to pack some of his things in.

"Wait, let us fix this. Let's talk about this please." Jisung slowly panicked, trying to figure out why Minho was being this way, wanting to leave.

Minho groaned in annoyance, "Talk? You want to talk and try to fix us?" His voice was full of unhumorous emotion.

"How do you expect me to stand here and listen to more of your lies?" He paused, "Letting me love you while you lied to me." His eyes fixated on the smaller. "Letting me go on believing I was your first, letting the purity of that make me love you even more, only to find out it was all a lie!" Anger shined bright from the older, hands thrown in the air while his bag fell to the ground.

"Minho what are talking about? Where is this all coming from?" Jisung was confused, "You are my firs-" Jisungs words were cut from the older.

"Enough lies," Minho shushed him, picking up his bag. "I'm done with this." Minho very quietly uttered, but still audible for the other to hear, which broke the youngers heart.

"Damn it Minho! What did I do?!" Jisung snapped, "All the time we've spent together, did it just mean nothing?"

Jisung ran his hand through his hair frustratedly. "I've been nothing but loyal and have given no reason as to why you shouldn't trust me!" Jisung's voice was slight shakey.

"The one thing I have kept from you was the pain you've left me from treating Youngho more as your boyfriend then your actual boyfriend!" Minho just stood and listened while he packed some clothing.

"All I want is to try and restore what's left of our relationship, fix what needs fixing so we can continue loving each other.." Jisung slightly cried, his voice slowly becoming hoarse from shouting so much.

"You won't listen to me, nor do you even look at me." Jisung pointed out. "This relationship feels more one sided."

"I hate feeling like I'm the only one who actually gives a crap about our relationship!" Jisung shouted again.

"You think I don't fucking care about this relationship?!" Minho buttons were pressed and next thing he knew, he was storming up to the boy furiously.

"Obviously not, other wise i wouldn't have said what i just said." Jising pushed out. "You spend just about no time with me, while you're out spending all your time on Youngho! He might as well be your boyfriend since you treat him as one more than your actual boyfriend." Jisung was finally able to say what was on his mind, and for a second it felt good, until it didn't.

Unknowingly, Jisung had stepped closer to Minho while ranting.

"If that's how you feel and think, then maybe we should just break up. I mean, nothing goods coming out of it right?" Minho furiously suggested without a thought, the anger shielding the pain from reaching his heart at the moment.