Pairing: Jisung x Minho
Genre: Angst and Fluff
Warnings: Drug and alcohol addiction
This is based off the song White Line Fever by Asking Alexandria

Jisung was an addict, specifically towards cocaine and alcohol. It didn't stem from his upbringing, oh no; his family was actually quite well off in terms of money and were actually very kind and generous people. Jisung was the problem in the family, all because of the people he chose to keep as friends.

He'd drink himself until he blacked out most nights, and by blacked out, I mean he couldn't remember a thing the next day, not even a little bit. Even after he'd drunk so much, he'd snort a few lines of cocaine, the buzz from the alcohol and the high from the cocaine would be a dangerous mix, and he'd stumble home in the dead of night back to his and Minho's house.

It was a wonder why Minho stuck around and continued to date Jisung, but despite his addictions, Jisung remained loyal to Minho. Jisung didn't cheat, because that wasn't like him. Even though he'd get blind drunk and snort cocaine until the ungodly hours of the morning, Jisung loved Minho and vice versa. Even though people would continuously tell him it was a toxic relationship, Minho shut them all down.

Minho wanted to help Jisung, to set him free of this horrible addiction. The older male was scared; he knew the long term effects of these things and he knew it could cause Jisung to die if he continued on like this.

It was an unusually cold summer night the night Jisung stumbled into his and Minho's house, and surprisingly early this time. It was only 11:15PM. Minho was awake, sitting on the couch as he watched a random movie that was on when he heard the door open. Minho smelled the familiar scent of alcohol.

"M-Minho" he heard a voice whimper.

Minho frowned as he stood up, seeing Jisung with his knees up against his chest and his back against the now closed door. Jisung reeked of alcohol, but he didn't seem to as drunk as all the other times.

"Baby, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Minho whispered as he walked over and kneeled down in front of Jisung.

"I-I'm done. I don't wanna do this anymore" Jisung sniffled.

"Jisung, what's wrong? Did something happen?" Minho asked softly.

"I...I nearly committed murder Minho, all because this guy w-was talkin' shit about Felix" Jisung breathed out shakily, "he called Felix a slut and a whore, all because of the fact he was openly flirting with Chan hyung" Jisung whispered.

"Oh 'Sungie..." Minho sighed, wrapping his arms around a shaking Jisung.

"I-I'm sorry Minho, I so fucking sorry you have to deal with my bullshit" Jisung was angry with himself.

Chan and Felix, although a bad influence on Jisung, we're actually pretty chill and good people. It was BamBam, Chan's childhood friend that had really dragged Jisung into the world of cocaine and other various drugs, and it didn't help that Jisung was naturally easily influenced.

Jisung knew he needed to get help for his addiction and he knew he needed to stop drinking, or otherwise he could end up with something such as cancer, and he didn't want to leave Minho.

"Baby, you need help" Minho whispered, basically voicing Jisung's own thoughts, "you need to get better. I don't want you dying on me. I don't know what I'd do without you" Minho leaned his forehead against Jisung's, allowing his own tears to slip down his cheeks.

Minho hadn't seen Jisung this upset in a long time, and it broke his heart. He knew it may have been the alcohol and the drugs that would've made him so emotional, but maybe his feelings now we're genuine. Maybe Jisung did know he needed help. Maybe Jisung truly was sorry that he almost killed someone all because they were talking crap about one of Jisung's closest friends.

Jisung sat there a little longer, quiet sobs escaping him as Minho held him in a tight hug.

"Come on, let's get you to bed" Minho sighed as he unwrapped his arms from around Jisung and stood up.

Minho picked the younger up bridal style, walking up the stairs with a still quietly crying Jisung. Minho lied Jisung down onto the bed, covering the younger with the fluffy blanket and went to walk back downstairs to watch the rest of the movie, but he was suddenly pulled onto the bed by Jisung.

"S-stay, please?" Jisung stuttered.

Minho sighed, but he nodded. He was hovering over Jisung, with the younger snuggled under the blanket. All of a sudden, Jisung grabbed Minho by the front of his shirt and pulled him into a rough kiss. Minho was surprised, but after a few moments of shock he responded to the kiss. Jisung shoved the blanket off of himself then, wrapping his arms around Minho's neck and holding him close.

It was clear what Jisung wanted as he was rubbing his pelvis up against Minho's.

"Jisung, you're drunk baby, I don't wanna take advantage of you when you're like this" Minho whispered.

"Minho, please, I need you" Jisung bit his bottom lip.

Minho could feel his self control slipping, but he tried his damn hardest to hold himself back.

"No baby, not tonight. We'll do this when you're sober" Minho spoke softly.

"So...morning sex then?" Jisung said cheekily.

Minho laughed a little, but nodded his head.

"Yeah, I guess so" Minho smiled, but it was quickly replaced with a look of seriousness, "but Jisung, you have to promise me something. Promise me you'll get help for this addiction, please" Minho begged the younger.

Jisung was silent, and it was obvious he was hesitant, but he nodded slowly.

"I promise" Jisung whispered.

Minho knew Jisung was being sincere, he could hear it in the younger's tone and the look in his eyes. Minho's serious look was then replaced with a smirk.

"You know what, forget morning sex" Minho chuckled, leaning down to press kisses to Jisung's neck.

The younger moaned softly, his hands gripping the back of Minho's hair.

Soft moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin was the only sound that was heard in the room for the next half an hour, and true to Jisung's word, the next day whilst Minho was still sleeping, Jisung went and admitted himself into therapy to rid himself of that terrible addiction.

It would take a few months and several breakdowns due to withdrawal symptoms, but Jisung would persevere. Now, Jisung was completely off the drugs and cocaine, only having the occasional drink to socialize. Chan and Felix were still considered his friends, but Jisung had completely stopped hanging around BamBam for his own good.

Jisung no longer had white line fever with an appetite for sin...

Not gonna lie, this one shot, along with The Creature Wants Me, Watch Them Burn, Mine and Jealous Baby are personally my favourite one shots I've written heh