the twenty second
jisung sat in class, his friends where in a other class and he was bored. he didn't care about history right now. he wanted to be in minhos arms. he missed him more then he thought he would. he grabbed his phone out of his pocket.
Jisung:
minnie?
you there?
Minho:
ah yes
what's up sungie?
aren't you in class?
Jisung:
yes but im boreeeeed
Minho:
i would love to say im bored too and talk to you for hours
but i can't, im busy right now
talk to you later jisung
Jisung:
fine:((
jisung pouted, he really missed the older boy. he just started drawing some figures on his paper. ''psst slut'' jisung looked up, knowing they were talking to him. ''what do you want baekhyun?'' the called person raised his brow. ''since when do you talk little slut?'' jisung tried not to cry, closing his eyes. ''but anyways, you're coming over tonight, my little slut'' and with that school was over.
jisung arrived home, going straight to his room. he was thinking about what baekhyun said. what was he going to do? he knew if he didn't go he was in big trouble but he couldn't do it to minho. but minho wasn't here. if he did it for once, minho would never find out right? the boy grabbed his stuff and left his house.
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im so tired
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