Late Night Anxiety
That night, Jisung can’t sleep.
He tosses and turns, haunted by Jihoon’s words. His presence.
Every time he closes his eyes, he’s back there.
His breath catches. His chest tightens. His hands shake under the covers.
He fumbles for his phone, fingers trembling as he unlocks it.
He doesn’t think. He just texts.
Han Jisung
💬 Are you awake?
A response comes immediately.
Jisung hesitates. His fingers hover over the keyboard.
He could lie. Say he’s fine.
But the words Minho wrote yesterday won’t leave his head.
"Unspoken feelings aren’t just about romance. Sometimes, they’re about the things you wanted to say but never could."
So, for once—Jisung is honest.
Jisung stares at the screen, heart pounding.
Then, slowly, he answers.
Lee Know
📱Minho’s voice is softer than usual. “What’s wrong?”
He doesn’t know where to start.
But for the first time in a long while—he wants to try.
Jisung hesitates. The words stick in his throat.
But then Minho’s voice comes through the speaker again—steady, patient
Lee Know
📱“Jisung. Talk to me.”
Jisung swallows hard. Then, barely above a whisper—
For a moment, Jisung thinks the call dropped. But then Minho speaks—his tone dangerously low.
Han Jisung
Jisung nods before realizing Minho can’t see him. 📱“…Yeah.”
Another pause. Then—Minho curses under his breath.
Lee Know
📱“Did he say anything to you?”
Han Jisung
Jisung grips the blanket tighter. 📱“…Yeah.”
Lee Know
Minho scoffs. 📱“It’s clearly not.”
Jisung closes his eyes. He hears Minho shifting—like he’s getting out of bed.
Lee Know
📱“Where are you?” Minho asks.
Han Jisung
Jisung’s eyes snap open. 📱“Wait—Minho, don’t—”
Fifteen minutes later—there’s knocking at Jisung’s door.
Jisung barely has time to react before his phone buzzes again.
Jisung sighs, running a hand through his hair before unlocking the door.
Minho steps in immediately, scanning him up and down.
Lee Know
“…You look like hell.”
Han Jisung
Jisung snorts. “Thanks.”
Before Minho can say more, a voice cuts in from behind Lee know.
Bangchan
“Did he open the door yet? I’m freezing out here.”
Minho moves aside—and there stands Chan.
Changbin, Felix, and Seungmin.
Han Jisung
Jisung gapes. “Why are you all here?!”
Changbin
Changbin shrugs. “Minho texted the group chat.”
Felix
Felix grins, stepping inside. “We figured if someone’s bothering you, we should all show up.”
Seungmin
Seungmin crosses his arms. “Strength in numbers.”
Jisung blinks, overwhelmed.
Lee Know
He looks at Minho, who just shrugs. “What? Did you think I’d let you deal with this alone?”
Something in Jisung’s chest loosens.
Lee Know
Minho smirks. “Don’t thank me yet. We’re planning.”
Han Jisung
“…Planning what?”
Bangchan
Chan grins. “Taking down Jihoon.”
Han Jisung
Jisung chokes “…What?!”
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