20.06.23
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𓍊𓋼𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓍊𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𓋼𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓍊𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𓋼𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓍊𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𖡼.𖤣𖥧
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𓍊𓋼𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓍊𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𓋼𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓍊𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𓋼𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓍊𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𖡼.𖤣𖥧
after that night, minho became slightly distant from everybody.
he'd still sit with everyone at lunch and hang out after school.
but his mind was always somewhere else.
after being rejected by chan, minho's insecurities began to get the better of him.
seeing chan talk to girls made his heart ache and he gets oddly jealous.
he knew that this isn't good for him at all and he knew he shouldn't have gotten attached but he couldn't help it.
he had daddy issues.
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
"oi, min? hello? earth to lee minho~" jisung's voice suddenly spoke up.
minho blinked a couple of times before looking over to where the voice was coming from and making eye contact with jisung.
minho cleared his throat and smiled slightly.
"sorry, sungie. what's up?" minho asked.
jisung cocked an eyebrow and looked at minho intensely.
"you're acting strange..." jisung mumbled.
minho gulped and tucked a strand of hair behind his ear nervously.
"i don't know what you mean." minho chuckled.
jisung clicked his tongue and sighed.
"whatever. now, as i was saying, since lix and binnie are going on a date tonight and it's saturday and we're already hanging out- why not have a sleepover at my place tonight!" jisung said enthusiastically while doing jazz hands.
minho couldn't help but laugh at the boy's expression.
"yeah, sure. i don't have any shifts this weekend so maybe we can even go out and you know-"
"do drugs? i'm so down if you wanna smoke weed." jisung said excitedly.
minho's eyes widened.
"no, jisung! i don't wanna do drugs, what the fuck?!" minho shouted.
jisung just rolled his eyes.
"boo. fine, we don't have to smoke weed. what were you gonna say then?" jisung asked with a bored and disappointed look on his face.
minho scoffed.
"i was going to say, we could go to a party, maybe." minho said.
jisung sighed and rubbed his face.
"you do realise that there'll be drugs at like every party, right?" jisung laughed slightly.
minho opened his mouth to say something but was soon to close it again.
jisung laughed.
"you're so cute, minho-yah." jisung sighed happily.
minho just scoffed and shoved jisung's shoulder.
"shut up or i won't sleepover." minho threatened.
jisung just shrugged his shoulders.
"yeah you will."
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
how did chan get into this position, you may ask?
well, he doesn't quite know either.
at first, he was just walking peacefully down an empty street.
he was originally on his way to buy some more cigarettes from a corner store but for some reason, a group of three guys decided to target him.
they stopped him and asked him for money, and chan being chan, he said no and decided to test them.
they threatened him and one of the guys lifted up his shirt and showed chan a gun that was tucked into the waist band of his pants.
chan couldn't help but laugh and that kind of made them mad.
and that's when it got violent.
they fought, fought for a while.
three against one wasn't exactly a fair fight.
so even though chan managed to get all three guys on the ground, he still got a good beating himself.
it even turns out that the gun wasn't even loaded.
so there chan is, standing in the middle of an empty street with three guys surrounded him on the ground all bloody.
"for fucks sake." chan growled as he picked up his cracked phone from the concrete and groaned as his body hurt to bend down.
his abdomen hurt like shit and he felt as if he was becoming light headed.
he pressed on the camera app and took a photo of each of their faces.
he was gonna get them into shit now.
the sun was almost down and there was only one working streetlight so it was pretty dark but chan still wanted to get away from the scene before anyone found them.
with every step he took, his whole body ached.
he looked like shit, he felt like shit.
after a short but excruciating walk, he made it to someone's house.
he walked up the perfectly cut lawn which now had some of chan's and the others guy's blood on it.
he knocked.
***
"min, are you almost ready?!" jisung yelled from the kitchen.
they decided they were actually going to go to a party and were about to leave.
they decided they wanted to be comfortable but also cute. (their fits will be at the end of the chapter)
jisung was wearing plain, faded, black jeans, doc martens and a navy blue, cropped vest to show off his fresh stick-and-poke that hyunjin did on his upper arm a few days prior.
meanwhile, minho was wearing very baggy, black trousers, a plain, white long sleeve shirt below a grey and white nike shirt and doc martens.
"yeah, yeah, im coming!" minho shouted back from the bathroom.
jisung rolled his eyes and slumped against the kitchen counter.
he knew minho wasn't ready nor was he close to coming down those stairs.
he took out his phone and went onto snapchat to waste some time while waiting for the other to leave.
after several minutes of waiting, a sudden series of frantic knocks was brought to his ears.
jisung looked over to the front door and cocked an eyebrow, confused.
he stood up properly and slowly started walking towards the door.
fortunately, he had a peep hole.
he looked through it cautiously and his eyes widened.
he immediately unlocked and opened the door.
"what the fuck, hyung! what happened to you?!" jisung gasped as he was met with a bloody, beat up chan.
and of course, in that moment, minho started coming down the stairs.
"alright, sungie, i'm ready! let's go- what the fuck?!" minho gasped.
"fucking hell..." chan cursed under his breath.
he did not think minho was gonna be there.
jisung sighed and brought chan inside, pulling a chair from his dinning room table and letting chan sit down.
he walked over to a shocked minho and placed his hands on his shoulders.
"min, maybe another night... i'm sorry." jisung sighed.
minho just shook his head.
"what?! n-no, i'm not leaving! what happened to him?!" minho asked, his face full of worry as looked at the elder from above jisung's shoulder.
"look, i don't know. min, i don't think you should-"
"i'm fine with blood and gore and whatever, jisung. you know that." minho argued.
jisung scratched his nape and was about to say something but chan suddenly groaned loudly.
the two looked over and chan was clutching onto his left hip.
jisung immediately went to his side and asked him a bunch of questions.
minho couldn't help but feel useless.
he watched and jisung crouched down in front of chan looked up at him nervously.
from where chan was holding onto his side, there was a pool of blood on his shirt.
minho immediately rushed towards the two and slightly pushed jisung away.
he grabbed chan's hand and removed it from his side.
chan hissed and cursed at minho.
minho ignored him and pulled up his shirt, revealing a huge cut on his stomach.
minho gasped and so did jisung.
"fuck, chan! did you get stabbed?!" jisung asked quickly.
chan forgot about that.
he remembered when he fought one of the guys, in the corner of his eye he saw another one holding something shiny.
chan groaned and nodded.
"chan- you have to go to a hospital-"
"no! i'm n-not going to a... fucking h-hospital..!" chan managed to get out.
minho rolled his eyes.
jisung grabbed minho's shoulder and pulled him to stand.
"go to the laundry and in one of the draws is a first aid kit. can you get me that, please?" jisung asked, minho nodding immediately and running to go get it.
jisung sighed and looked at chan.
"you're so lucky the cut isn't too deep. chan, you're such a fucking idiot." jisung said, he couldn't help but laugh at the elder.
chan rolled his eyes weakly.
"fuck you." he coughed out.
suddenly, minho came back with a first aid kit and gave it to jisung.
jisung set it down and got to work.
he took out gloves, ointment, cotton wool balls and stitching.
"ok, hyung... this is gonna hurt like shit- minho grab and chair and hold his hand. be careful because he's strong." jisung said as he put on the gloves.
minho nodded hesitantly and pulled out a chair and sat beside chan.
chan glared at jisung.
"i don't need someone to hold my hand." he scoffed as he tucked his hand away so minho couldn't take it.
jisung just rolled his eyes.
"if you say so." jisung grinned and he poured some ointment onto a cotton wool ball.
"alright. you'll feel a slight sting." jisung snickered.
he lifted up chan's shirt and put the cotton wool ball onto the cut.
chan gasped and his hand immediately moved from under his arm and grabbed the first thing he could.
which happened to be minho's thigh.
minho squeaked and gasped at the grip chan had on the flesh.
jisung continued to clean the cut and in the corner of his eye he saw chan's hand on minho's thigh.
he chuckled under his breath.
after a couple more painful minutes, jisung managed to clean the cut and stitch it back together and put a bandage on top of the wound.
"there we go. finally over, how do we feel?" jisung smirked.
chan's breathing was heavy and his grip on minho's thigh loosened slightly but he didn't let go.
"i f-fucking hate you, you cunt." chan growled.
jisung stood up and laughed.
he then looked over at minho.
"how's your thigh?" he asked with a laugh.
minho whined.
chan cocked an eyebrow confused but realised what he was holding onto.
he immediately removed his hand from the squishy flesh and his ears went red.
he muttered out a small 'sorry' and looked at the ground.
minho couldn't help but find it cute.
but the thought in his mind that he was definitely going to have a bruise of chan's fingers on his thigh made him feel...
different.
after cleaning up the rest of chan's cuts and bruises, jisung asked minho to grab some ice for chan's black eye.
minho immediately nodded and walked off.
while he was gone, jisung sighed and leaned back in his chair.
he looked over at chan and looked him up and down.
"i can't help but think the thigh grab was on purpose-"
"fuck off, jisung." chan scoffed.
"he seemed to be pretty worried about you, hyung. maybe even more worried than i was-"
"don't. he said it himself, he wants nothing to do with me, so i want nothing to do with him. he means nothing." chan said lowly.
jisung just sighed and stopped talking.
"whatever you say, hyung."
𓍊𓋼𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓍊𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𓋼𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓍊𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𓋼𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓍊𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𖡼.𖤣𖥧
hey beautifuls~~~~
here's the fits;
minho's:
jisung's:
anyway, i hope you enjoyed the chapter <33
bye bye!