Jisung had awoken early in the afternoon, pouting like a child when he saw that Minho was no longer in the bed beside him. However, when he woke up, he heard crying. It was soft, barely noticeable, and Jisung had to strain his ears to hear it.

It was coming from his and Minho's bathroom, so it was most likely Minho that was crying, but what about?

Jisung slipped out of the bed, walking into the bathroom only to see Minho sitting on the floor with his legs up against his chest, his head buried in his knees and multiple new scars lining his right arm.

"Minho..." Jisung sighed as he kneeled down in front of Minho.

Minho looked up, his eyes rimmed red.

"Jisungie, I did a terrible thing" Minho sniffled, wiping his eyes with his left hand.

"I know, I can see that, but MinMin, why?" Jisung asked softly.

"N-no, I wasn't t-talking about the scars...I...Jisung please just...listen to me...and I won't stop you from leaving if you want to..." Minho breathed out shakily.

"Minho, what are you talking about? You're really starting to scare me now" Jisung laughed nervously.

Minho looked Jisung straight in the eyes, and the younger could see the regret, fear and internal pain Minho was feeling.

"Jisung...I killed Hyunjin" Minho spoke slowly.

There was dead silence for a long few moments, before Jisung decided to speak.

"P-please tell me you're joking" Jisung whimpered.

"I'm sorry Jisung, I really truly am. Not a day goes by that it doesn't haunt me. It caused me to lose my friends, and now Chan's after me. He's most likely gonna kill me, if you don't first" Minho chuckled bitterly, "I'm sorry...you can leave now" Minho leaned his head against the cabinet, turning his head to the side so he didn't have to watch as the one he loved walked out of his life.

More silence followed, and Minho could tell Jisung hadn't left yet, but why hadn't he ran off? Minho turned his head back to face Jisung, confused.

"I said you could leave. Why haven't you left?" Minho asked.

"I don't want to" Jisung spoke simply, "I can't leave you Minho, I fucking love you okay? The thought of leaving you kills me" Jisung climbed onto Minho's lap, forcing the older to stretch his legs out.

"The thought of you leaving me kills me too" Minho swallowed back the lump in his throat as he stared into Jisung's eyes.

"Looks like you're stuck with me then" Jisung whispers.

"Wouldn't change that for the world" Minho smirked, leaning up and capturing Jisung's lips in a heated kiss...