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Jisung had gotten everything ready, he had invited Felix over as a precaution and Minho over for the project.
He had cleaned up every inch of the place to hide the petals, and had thrown dozens of them in the bin. He cleaned up the bathroom, making sure it was void of blood, and Flowers. No one should know..not even his best friend.
He was just waiting for the pasta to heat up when he heard the doorbell..and walked over to open the door .
It was Felix, and by the looks of it he'd raided the candy shop. His mouth was still full of candy as he greeted him and stepped inside..he made himself comfortable on the couch and looked over at him.
"Hey Ji- I invited Hyunjin over, if you dont mind that is?"
"Your little boyfriend?" Jisung raised an eyebrow, wary of Felix's shenanigans.
Felix scoffed hugging one of Jisungs couch cushions.. watching him set up he table for his project with Minho.
"Hes not my boyfriend, at least..not yet" He said popping another candy into his mouth.
Jisung rolled his eyes. "Right i forgot you like to take it slow"
Felix threw the pillow at Jisung huffing slightly, Jisung ducked out of the way, when the doorbell rang again.
Expecting to see Hyunjin he was greeted by the sight of Minho, he wore glasses today..when did he wear glasses? And his hoodie, a perfect fit for his tall slender body , denim jeans and converse pulling the look together.
Jisung snapped out of his thoughts and cleared his already itching throat and let him inside.
"Thanks...I brought snacks..Felix told me you like donuts?" Minho asked holding up a bag with a box of donuts.
Jisung spared Felix a are who blinked back innocently , Jisung took the bag from Minho witha mumbeld thanks..before heading into the kitchen to put them in the fridge.
The bell rang for the third time that evening and he allowed the famed sports captain to enter his home. Jisung couls understand Felix's obsession.
The guy was tall and lean..Handsome..was an understatement, his fair skin and jet black ahir with eyes like a Greek god. He smiled at Jisung and Jisung could've swore his heart stopped for a second..before he went to join Felix on the couch.
"Hey love" He put and arm around Felix's back and leaned relaxing on the sofa. Felix giggled his cheeks heating up his head resting on the elders shoulder...as he popped more candy into his mouth.
Minho was settled on the carpet near the table, already typing away on his laptop..Jisung watched stading in the kitchen doorway...
He watched as Minho typed away..his bangs falling over his eyes like a curtain, his lips pursed in a thin line...jisung touched his own lips,oh how badly he wanted to touch those lips...with his own.
But his thoughts were interrupted by a phone call, Jisung grumbled...as Minho picked it up...not again..
"Hey Chan...me? Im at Jisungs..."
Jisung felt his blood boil, and he gripped his phone tighter enough to Crack the screen...he felt himself choke slightly..his throat restricting again..
All the men looked at him, Felix smile faded as he sat up straighter looking at him in concern.
"Hey Ji...you good?"
Jisung managed to nod as he coughed harder...Minho looked up from his phone call with a slight frown..as Jisung fell into coughing fit...and stumbled towards the bathroom.
"Is he ok?" He asked the other two.. who looked just as concerned, Felix stood up.
"Of course he's not-"
He lurched over towards the bathroom and roamed his hand over the door. His heart raced wildly at the thought of his best friend being unwell.
"Ji?..Jisung open up-"
But before he could panic, Jisung opend the door , his face was washed but he looked pale.. otherwise..he looked...ok.
"Hey..you good?'
Jisung nodded, his voice a little horse when he spoke.
"Yeah..yeah im good"
Jisung walked over to the table and sat down infront of Minho pulling his notes towards him..he didnt look at elder..not meeting his eyes at all.
Minho glanced at Jisung a mixture of concern and confusion on his face..he tilted his head slightly as if trying to understand what the other was thinking.
"I would appreciate if you stop looking at me.."
He didnt mean to be harsh...but it wa shard to keep his emotions in check..when his chest bloomed with pain threatening to burst through his chest.
"Sorry..I didn't realize-"
"You never do" Jisung muttred..gripping his pen tight..eyes fixed dok his notebook..Minho swore he heard the slight trmeble in his voice..he didnt know why..but he didnt dwell on it.
Jisung was just his partner, after this they would go back to being separate right? He frowned..why did it hurt to think like this? His chest felt heavy and his stomach lunched forward of not seeing him again.
He shook his head focusing back on the words on his presentation..it didnt matter Jisung..didnt..matter..
But as he thought that...why did it feel so...wrong?
The next day Jisung was roaming absent minded though the halls, his mind preoccupied by alst night, he had been so cold towards Minho, but it was to protect himself..and the elder..if he found out about his..feelings..he would doubt Minho would ever look at him again, let alone talk with him.
As he walked cursing his fate feeling exhausted and his throat aching...he bumped into a student...
And stumbled backwards falling onto the floor.
He rubbed hus head and looekd up, the guy a solder and kind looking, with fair skin..long black hair and dimple cheeks..the guy held out his hand to help him up.
"Oh god im so sorry...here let me help you"
Jisung took his hand as he helped him up and dusted himself off, the guy smiled at him..a smile that felt like the sun ona cold winter day, welcoming, and bright.
"Its alright..im fine"
The guy looked at him...and squinted dhis eyes slightly tilting hus head to one side.
"Hey..your Jisung aren't you? Minhos friend? Im Chan.."
Jisungs heart sank...this was Chan? The manw as a dream..no wonder Minho didnt even spare a glance at him.
Jisung felt the bitter feleing rise again..however this time it was different...he stomach punched his gut threatening to let the petals and blood out...thorns and roots breaking through his trachea...his eyes widned..and he covered his mouth...and stumbled Alraming Chan..what red to help him...
Jisung pushe dhim away his eyes burning with anger and shame..as Chan looekd at him taken aback.
"Jisung- wait-"
But he wad already gone...he recahed halfway towards the emtpy grounds intoa secluded area when he fell to his hands nad knees and vomited blood amd flowers...full fledged flowers...with blood dripping from.his lips...he stared at the blood splattered Cosmos with wide eyes...
No..no it was too early...he cant...not...now...
He felt tears sting his eyes..butter as they ran down his cheeks, he gripped his ahir not knowing what to do...the man was killing him...and he..just as stupid..didnt want to let go at all..
Holding on..to a Tiny Sliver of hope..that maybe..just maybe he might like him back..