Kill me and I'll kill you - Minsung

The meeting was about to start, and Jisung felt weird.

He had Chan and Jeongin beside him, and sat right in front of Minho, who was accompanied of Hyunjin and Changbin.

But they had to act as if they didn't know each other. Which was a hard task for Jisung.

The fact that he barely slept because Jeongin found him tied up to the wall at 3a.m was already unsettling, now he had to watch out every of his moves because he knew Minho would cut him into pieces if he didn't respect what he learned the day before.

But, as the last time he came there, it was crazy the aura Minho had. Jisung couldn't help but get impressed.

It's like people around them felt the need to be belittled, they would bow respectfully, and Minho wouldn't even care enough to look back at them. He was some sort of royalty, and Jisung knew that the way he made his name was done in the most respected way.

Jisung looked up to him, somehow.

But when the meeting started, it got a bit more... tense.

Most of the leaders were having double feelings. On a side, they were deadly scared of Stray Kids. Scared of their leader, scared of what they could do to them. On the other side, they were angry to have no answer on the current situation, and wanted nothing more than to know.

And of course, when collectively they start asking questions, it's easier to lessen the fear.

So four an hour or so, multiple questions were directed to Minho. Again and again.

And even if Minho responded to each one of them absolutely perfectly, it was still annoying for him, who started frowning and narrowing his eyes more and more as the time passed.

"Minho, we suspect you" One woman said.

"What do you want me to answer to that ?" Minho had responded

"Minho, what were you doing that evening ?" One man asked

"Working in my office, check my CCTVs" Minho had shrugged.

"Minho, you've done that before" Another one said

"No, y'all suspected me before" Minho had corrected, confidently.

"Minho, if not you, who else ?" 

Minho had rolled his eyes at this one, not even caring enough to answer it.

In all honesty, Jisung loved it all.

He loved the confidence and the unbothered way Minho had of answering.

Even drowned under thousands of questions, he still had something to say, still had defense to elaborate on. His defense was perfect, and the charisma he had was out of this world.

And Jisung wanted to play along too.

"Okay, any other question ?" The Head of the meeting asked, looking around.

Minho huffed at that, mouthing a 'Finally' as no hands raised.

"If there is not any other question, then we'll-"

"Wait" Jisung called.

The way Minho's eyes pierced through Jisung's soul at this moment made every single cell of Jisung's body shake in excitment. 

This glare was flaming, and Jisung was more than ready to burn his wings.

"Minho, isn't it weird Terror used to do the exact kind of thing you hate when gangs do ?" Jisung asked, leaning on his hand cockily.

"..." Minho didn't answer right away, too busy glaring down in pure hatred, before he finally answered "Everyone with a common sense would hate it too. Don't try and say those words when that doesn't incriminate me one bit" He barked back.

To say Minho was annoyed was an understandment.

And Jisung didn't even dare to cross Chan or Jeongin's eyes, knowing they would most likely kill him for what he just did.

Even after their little exhange, and even after the Head of the meeting finished his monologue about still strying to find proofs about what happened, Minho has been glaring at Jisung.

When Jisung walked in the corridors, weirded out when it was so empty, he could only smile as he felt a quick presence behind him.

In a swift move, both Chan and Jeongin were put in a headlock, mouth covered by both Hyunjin and Changbin.

And Jisung, he felt his body violently pushed in the nearest toilets, until he felt his back against the cold wall, facing the most angry man he had ever seen. Minho's knife was very closely dancing under Jisung's chin, and the latter couldn't help but smile.

"Care to explain why the hell you asked me all that ?" Minho asked, his tone spitting venom.

"Why ? Scared you couldn't answer ?" Jisung played, smirking.

"No" Minho's eyes darkened, as if they weren't already "Bothered you fucking questionned me"

"That's a shame" Jisung responded.

"Quit playing, dumbass" Minho pushed the knife closer to his skin "Explain yourself or I'll cut you in pieces right here and there"

"It was funny" Jisung responded, sincerely and unbothered.

Minho glared more, not understanding him at all.

"You don't seem to understand, Han" He stated, more calmly, and somehow, more threatening "Whatever is funny for you, doesn't have to be incurred by anyone else than you. Make me fall, I'll make you disappear" 

"Damn" Jisung smirked more, eyes completely lost in the face close to his "I think there's nothing that I love more than hearing you threaten me like that"

Minho scoffed, staring at him for more minutes.

"You're sick in the head" He mumbled, smirking so slightly "I like it"

"Uh ?" Jisung smiled, surprised Minho would say that.

Minho moved his knife away, still annoyed, but knowing well he could skin Jisung alive and it wouldn't change anything.

"Don't do that again" Minho said, firmly, ready to go.

"If I can be honest" Jisung said, stopping him, as he walked to the mirror to check the slight cut Minho made "If everyone asked something and I didn't, I would have been weirder than I can be now. I'm already weird because I'm new, I don't need myself to get more suspected than I already am" He stated, mindlessly rubbing the blood away, before walking back to Minho.

Minho nodded to himself.

"You're not that stupid, in the end" He mumbled.

As they left the bathroom, Jisung chuckled as his friends were still in a chockhold.

"You can let them, Han's explanations were enough" Minho said, before walking away without turning back "The cams in this corridor are off, so no need to get scared"

"Okay" Jisung smiled

"See you soon" Minho stated, before leaving with the two.