"So you're telling me all this time you had no feelings for me? Are you fucking kidding me?"
"Seeing the affect I had on you drove me crazy to ruin you more."
A story where Minho pretends to love Seungmin who has nothing but pure affection for the e...
There seemed to be a text from someone but Minho was so caught up in scrolling, he totally forgot about it.
He opened the text to see it was from an unknown number.
Unknown are you doing okay?
Me |who are
He was about to type his message but that's when the lecturer entered the classroom, forcing him to put his phone down, not being able to send the text he was typing.
*Time skip*
Minho had just visited the company, taking care of some paperwork and notifying his dad on how everything was going on in the company.
The office work was undeniably stressful but he couldn't ignore the fact that this was indeed his dream job.
He might've been forced to choose this path of career but he never regretted it as business was something that truly fascinated him.
But a career was never equivalent to a hobby you love dearly.
Although Minho now had a lot less restrictions in his daily life and could do whatever he wanted, he didn't have enough time to revive his old hobby he grew back in high school.
It was almost midnight when he reached near his house. The reason for being that late being him doing some of his schoolwork in office after finishing office work.
As he was riding through the streets of LA, a city that looked too alive even at midnight, a place quite contradictory to his personality attracted his attention.
So right now, after changing into something for flashy, Minho rode his bike to the bar that had previously caught his attention.
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(Minho's outfit^)
Minho's alcohol tolerance was good a few drinks wouldn't do much harm to him.
A little help to escape from all the stress and things he had been feeling could help he thought.
He was hit with the strong smell of alcohol as he entered the bar. He took a sit by the counter as a cute bartender came to serve him.
He took a few drinks as his mind kept on drifting back to finding ways to somehow revive his hobby again.
Minho genuinely wanted to feel better despite how shitty life was to him. And his favourite hobby could be a good coping mechanism.
He looked around to see people dancing on the dance floor. His legs moved on its own as he made his way over there.
Closing his eyes, Minho let the music lead his body, turning and moving delicately, doing swift moves here and there.
His appearance was hot af and a couple of people, both guys and girls, tried to approach him but he politely rejected everyone and tried to enjoy the little blissful moment by himself.
After a while, he went back to the counter and took a sit. Minho fished his phone out of his pockets when he suddenly remembered the text he saw this morning. He decided to finally reply.
Unknown are you doing okay?
Me Who is this
Minho waited for a reply sipping in the alcohol. After a couple of minutes though, a reply came, totally contradicted to how long he took.
Unknown It's me Jisung
Minho frowned at the mention of the younger male.
Me Oh You need something?
Jisung No hyung I just wanted to ask how you're doing there in the US
Me I see I'm doing fine Why are you suddenly interested
Jisung I was worried after the last time we saw each other In the park yk..
Me Oh There's nothing to worry about
Jisung I wanna talk to you hyung Can we call?
Minho frowned again at the younger's odd request. He was never the type of person who could be rude to people so chatting to his ex at the moment was not very surprising, expected from him.
Me No. I'm outside rn
Jisung Oh sorry hyung You must be busy Wait- Isn't it like past midnight there now?
Me Yeah
Jisung Why are you out so late hyung? Did you eat?
Me No
For some reason, Minho didn't have it in him to lie about meals at the moment, the reason being something about Jisung just made things different.
Jisung Where are you hyung Are you okay??
Me I'm at a bar
Jisung Ah Try going back home soon, okay? And please eat something Don't sleep with an empty stomach
Minho darkly chuckled the younger's texts. Maybe the alcohol was slowly kicking in but with valid reasons, he felt very angered right now.
Why do you out of all people care!
Me Why are you worrying about me Jisung
Jisung Because I care hyung
Me You make me laugh You really think you can just come back in my life and start worrying about my well being? Well don't. I don't hate you but your behaviour is certainly not sitting right with me rn
Now sober Minho would never talk to someone like that no matter how much they hurt him, but the slight alcohol running through his system didn't help keeping the composure right now.
Jisung I'm sorry hyung I really want to apologise to you But it's not the right time for that so I'll leave you alone now Get home safe Good night Hyungie
Minho's heart clenched at the younger's last texts. He didn't know why the idea of Jisung feeling sad because of him didn't sit right with him but there was no other way to comprehend the situation.
Gulping in the last sip from his drink, Minho went home to finally rest a bit.
