NOISE

19.

Ten minutes turned into twenty and Minho was getting more and more anxious with every passing minute Jisung wasn't back yet. The worst scenarios came to mind, making him feel nauseous. „Hey", Felix said, placing his hand on top of Minho's underarm. „He'll be back soon." Minho nodded, he wanted to believe that. He had to believe it.

„See", Felix raised his head, pointing towards the entrance. „He's back." Minho raised to his feet abruptly, eyes widened. „I'm sorry for letting you wait this long", Jisung apologized, grabbed Minho's wrist and pulled him back onto the bench. „Are you okay?", Minho whispered, eyes fixated on Jisung, searching his face for new injuries. The younger one nodded. „If I want to destroy my fathers business, I need to find people to back me up. I'm slowly collecting everyone who's willing to turn their backs on him." Minho exhaled relieved. He wanted to kiss Jisung, wanted to make sure he was alright. Jisung must have felt his veins pulsate and stroked the skin beneath his fingertips until Minho calmed down.

They dropped Felix off and waited until the blonde boy walked into the building before driving off. „Are you going to blackmail your father?", Minho asked, breaking the silence. He didn't need the sight to sense Jisung was constantly racking his brains about this situation. „Something like that", he responded, parking the car behind the building. „Something like that?"

„I'll give him a choice. Either he'll resign from his business or else he'll face the consequences", he explained, opening the door and running around the car to open the door for Minho. If he wasn't worried sick about Jisung, he would have blushed at that gesture, but the fear of losing him took over every other feeling. „Thank you", he mumbled, softly brushing over Jisung's hand before getting out of the car. It was killing him not being able to show affection in public and he wanted everything to be over so he could pull Jisung closer by the collar and kiss him stupid wherever they went.

„When are you leaving?", he asked, following him up the stairs to his apartment. „Tonight." The sting in his heart almost knocked him off his feet. „Tonight?", he whined, making Jisung turn around. Minho wasn't fast enough to stop and bumped into him. „I know, I'll go after you fell asleep, okay? And I'll send you a message every day", Jisung said and pulled him into a kiss. Minho focused on how Jisung tasted and how he felt, how soft his lips were, and on Jisung's smell. He wanted to take everything in. „Okay", he breathed against Jisung's lips, being surprised by a disgusted Changbin and Hyunjin behind them. „Get a room", Changbin snapped, walking past them. Minho held his hand up, stopping him from walking. „A word", he said, wrapped his fingers around Changbin's shirt and dragged him back up the stairs, leaving a confused Jisung and a worried Hyunjin behind.

„I need your help", he whispered and Changbin frowned. „Do you still have contact to that journalist at your gym?" Changbin raised an eyebrow and tilted his head confused. „Why?" Minho lowered his voice some more, „do you think he'd be interested in publishing things about an illegal and dangerous business?" Changbin crossed his arms in front of his chest. „What the fuck did you get yourself into?" He shook his head. „It's not me", his eyes wandered to Jisung and Hyunjin. „Fuck, okay. Whatever is going on, I don't know if you should get involved in this. No, I'm actually quite sure that you should not get involved in this", Changbin scolded, running a hand through his curly hair. „It would be a back up plan. Please", Minho pleaded, having Changbin roll his eyes at him. „Fine, I'll ask him, but no promises." Minho nodded, „thank you." He ran down the flight of stairs, trying not to trip again.

„I get it now", he heard Hyunjin say. „I'm sorry for not believing you right away." He wrapped his arm around Jisung's waist and pulled him a little closer, waiting for Hyunjin to finish his sentence. „Did you guys make up?", he asked and Hyunjin grinned. „I think so?", Hyunjin answered, looking at Jisung. The younger one nodded and Minho smiled relieved. „I'm glad", he said, placing a peck on Jisung's neck and leading him up the stairs.