parlous ; minsung (smut os)

oscuro fantasías

"one" the blue haired guy stick out his pinky finger, eyeing it intensely. soon he let out the word 'two', pulling out the next finger from his fist.

his mind got distracted for few seconds by his unaligned fingers. how come it was so hard for him to hold those two fingers together?

human body system amazed him, once again.

before jisung could pull up his middle finger and count the next number, the door opened wide, revealing a cheery headed guy.

there he is, but..

jisung tilted his head thirty degree.

"where are you going at this time?"

minho mirrored him, titling his head on the other side.

"what are you doing here at this time?"

jisung's eyes landed on minho's topwear. again those plain solid coloured shirt, white one this time, but the famous blue-black leather jacket wasn't hanging over his shoulders like usual.

minho's old fashion style sometimes bothered jisung, but who he was to judge?

before the eyes could travel downward, a small clear of throat brought his attention back on minho's face.

ignoring his arched brows, jisung just shrugged his shoulders slightly and walked past the elder.

minho sighed, too familiar with this kind of bratty behaviour of his best friend.

he closed the big wooden front door, rolling his eyes while doing so, as he followed jisung behind as if he was the guest in his own house.

"listen, if you're here to take me to one of your 'before-hookup-dates' then no, i am booked for tonight and it's important" he stated clearly, fixing the watch around his wrist for the nth time out of habit.

jisung turned his head with a fake pout "you're making me sound like a bad friend, min" he turned back and plopped on the blue couch. "also i am here for a sleepover"

now, it was minho's turn to shift his gaze at the younger in confusion, but before that jisung added "it's almost ten, when will you come back from your 'booked' and 'important' stuffs?" he met the other's gaze.

"uh" minho looked away, palms now resting on his hips as he walked forward to sit beside jisung "the important stuff is to do netflix and chill" he let his one arm rest on the back of the couch, leaning back on it and getting comfortable in his usual manspread position.

"netflix and chill?" the blue haired repeated, eyeing his bestie with knitted brows.

minho nodded and got up suddenly "since you're staying the night, we gonna do it together now. i am gonna bring the snacks" he pointed at the kitchen behind and turned on his heels right then after giving him a thumbs up.

jisung watched his back till he disappeared behind the counter.

meanwhile, minho took out his phone as soon he reached the kitchen and was sure jisung couldn't see him.

he ignored all those unread msgs and clicked on the one he wanted.

muscle pig

man where tf u at?
u are fcking 30mins late.
i can handle seungs feisty ass no more.

minho

i can't make it tonight
go racing without me
have a good one

as soon the msgs were sent, it showed the word 'seen' and three dots appeared and minho knew it was his time to switch his phone off, so he did. right then.