Jisung had been missing school for the past few days due to his crippling disease. He was diagnosed with chickenpox and continuously blamed his father for not making sure he had been vaccinated against it beforehand. Howbeit, his health wouldn't guarantee his presence at school because the thought of meeting Britney and the gang irritated him.

He was locked inside his room. Sometimes Eunwoo would pay him a visit to deliver food, give medications, or just simply distract him from scratching his rashes. With Eunwoo help, Jisung felt like he would heal anytime soon.

On the other side, little Elizabeth the 3rd was busy doing photoshoots for the upcoming cat magazine this fall. He was getting more attention from everyone and Jisung was jealous for her.

Lying on his mattress, he opened Straight Kids group chat, since his phone had been buzzing under his butt cheeks for over 3 minutes.

⚤ Straight Kids ⚤

YongbokIsDaddy
M115IN6 J15UN6 H0U125 😓😓

MomILoveHim
Uhm, what?

KingSeungmin
"missing Jisung hours" sheesh,, are you dumb?

Jisquirrel
don't call him dumb

KingSeungmin
ahhhh,, it's the "boyfriend"

YongbokIsDaddy
Y0U'123 4L1V3!!!! 😱

MommaShrek
Get well soon, Jisung 💜.

MomILoveHim
Sung-ie, that girl you hate...

Jisquirrel
britney bitch?

MomILoveHim
Yeah. She's been bothering Felix for a while. What's her business?

ILOVEDAK
SHE WHAT?! I'LL KILL HER AND HER FAKE TITTIES!!!!

ChristopherinaChan
WE DON'T KILL PEOPLE IN THIS HOUSEHOLD

HyunJeans
how do you italicized words in chat?

MomILoveHim
You showed up just to ask that?

Jisquirrel
OKAY I'LL MAKE SURE TO STOP BRITTNEY

MommaShrek
Thank you, only you can stop her.

HyunJeans
italic.... :(

With that, he closed the group chat and sighed heavily. At this moment, all he wanted was a warm hug from Minho. He was lacking vitamin Minho due to his sickness. Minho wanted to visit him, but Jisung didn't allow him for his own good.

Sighing, he typed down Jeongin's number and call him. He needed spiritual advice and Jeongin's the only one capable on doing so. That's mainly the reason he rarely showed up on group chats due to the piling requests.

"Jisung-hyung? How are you?" Jeongin's calming voice soothed his ear, much different than his other friends who repeatedly gave him ear-rape.

"God Jeongin, I'm sorry if I tend to forget your blessings in my happiest moments in life." Jisung kneeled on his bed then continued, "Please shower me with your blessings once again! God Jeongin, give me strength and grant my wishes!"

Jeongin only frowned. "Hyung, we've talked about this many times already. I am no God, nor have the ability to grant your wishes." Jisung stayed silent. Thinking hard, he broke the silence, "I'll pray for you." With that being spoken, he closed the call. The blonde stared the ceiling in awe, feeling less purposeful.

But Jeongin's prayer ended up helping him. After three minutes of contemplating, Minho was already knocking on his bedroom door, judging from the breathing pattern. "How the fuck?" was the only question flying inside his head.

He didn't get the chance to respond because the door had already swung open in the most dramatic way as he could imagine. There stood Lee Minho, wearing Jisung's costume for the previous school festival. Yes, he's wearing Sandy Cheeks' space suit with the purple bikini within, looking serious.

"Aren't you supposed to be in school?" asked Jisung as he spontaneously scratched his skin.

Minho closed the door and headed to Jisung's bed. "I skipped the dance club and would you please stop scratching your skin? Your skin is already full of rashes." He scooted closer in attempt to kiss his boyfriend but ended up smashing their lips to the space helmet. No regrets whatsoever.

"Who let you in?"

Minho was enjoying himself in petting Jisung's head, down to his neck. Jisung felt ticklish under his touch but low-key ecstatic. "I begged Eunwoo for his permission, but he's being stoic. Then I planned to barge into your room from the back door, but I accidentally bumped onto your father."

"Oh, shit. Tell me the whole conversation!"

Minho was so eager to visit his boyfriend, thus he's not afraid to cross the boundaries. Running as fast as he could (to avoid himself from getting caught by the CCTV), finally the black haired boy found the secret passage to Jisung's mansion. The moment he climbed his way to the opened window, the sound of Jumin's coughing caught him off guard, leading to his downfall. Jumin was shocked too, thus he didn't move aside—causing Minho's body to fell on Jumin's body. "Ouch!"

Jisung interrupted, "So you didn't actually bumped onto him, you literally fell on top of him?" Minho didn't budge, then proceeded to continue the story.

"OMG, I'm sorry Mr. Han! I was being careless." Minho stood up just to kneeled down afterwards.

"Perhaps you are Jisung's boyfriend? Jisung told me that he's dating a guy named Lee fucking Minho or some kind..." Jumin trailed off.

Minho gagged in surprise. "Lee Minho. Uhm... I'll get going now." Minho bit his inner cheeks and left Jumin alone. However, Jumin's hand was faster.

"If you don't mind, I'm asking you to not leave. Go inside, you have my permission." He patted Minho's small back and headed outside. "I know it's disturbingly bizarre, but I'm not good with expressing my feelings to him after all the things we've been through. Therefore, I would be glad if you could provide Jisung with the attention he needs." Wiping the dirt on Minho's legs with his handkerchief, he continued speaking, "You have my consent. However, use the front door. I believe you know the function of doors."

Then he left.

"Bullshit!" The blonde spit out the word faster than a light switch.

"Whatever you say, Mr. Chickenpox." He caressed Jisung's oily hair, feeling glad inside for wearing the space suit because Jisung hadn't took a shower for 3 days in a row. Jisung spontaneously let out a soft whimper due to the sudden familiar touch, but adjusted himself and savor it for eternity. His head moved itself, begging for more touch. "Look at you... acting like a kitten whenever my hand reaches your head," he said, smiling.

"I miss playing with your cats." He nuzzled to Minho's lap. He was exceptionally needy today.

"I miss playing with little Ellie too." He glanced the boy. "At least petting you feels as good as petting my cats. No, actually it's better."

"Sheesh, you're way more cheesy than my father's cheese cake," Jisung said, chuckling in embarrassment. "I always try to imagine something that's fully out of this world, but at the end it's you."

He ruffled Jisung's blonde hair in excitement. "Really? Then you and me, let's marry in the space station!" Minho pointed at himself since he's wearing a space suit, Jisung's space suit to be exact.

A blush slowly appeared on the younger's cheeks. Hearing Minho's words always flattered him, made him less bored in this world of agony. They were having their intense moment when suddenly both of their phone started buzzing as if they've received a spam message. Hence, their hands opened the notifications on reflex.

"What the..." Jisung couldn't finish his sentence upon realizing the shocking news about him spreading everywhere like the coronavirus.

Headline News: The Director's son of C&R Company, Han Jisung, is reported to be gay. The medias are still trying to prove whether this statement is true or not. However, a girl who admitted herself as one of his acquaintances claimed to have witness Han Jisung and his boyfriend together. The company's demands have decreased up to 30% due to this news. The director himself, Jumin Han, hasn't done anything regarding to this matter.

Jisung couldn't help himself but cry as he scrolled the news from his phone. He was feeling insecure for having his name on the news, especially when his father's company and reputation had been noticed by people for a long time.

Minho felt bad inside, though he wasn't the one spreading the news. The thought that many people would read the news and share them to their friends and relatives scared him to death. Jisung wasn't the only one feeling insecure, yet he managed to act tough somehow. Swiftly, he took Jisung's phone from his hand and switched it off.

"What am I gonna do? I'm gonna be the one to blame if this company went bankrupt. Hyung, I don't like this kind of attention," he cried to his pillow. Minho just let him be.

"I'm sorry, Sung-ie. I'm sure we'll find a way somehow." He was trying his best to encourage Jisung, but his mind was clouded with one name: Britney. It wasn't very delightful to assume the culprit, but it's not wrong to guess at this stage.

"What should we do?"

"We need a plan to undo Britney's stupid plan. However, we can't do that alone." His mind was flying to one name: Straight Kids. "Straight Kids must unite."

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