𝕄𝕪 𝔹𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣'𝕤 𝔹𝕠𝕪𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 // 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

13

It had been a few days since Changbin last came over to the Lee household. He couldn't stop thinking about where Minho was on Saturday night. Minho said he was with the one guy, but then Jisung asked him to come over again. There's no way Jisung is the other guy. I didn't see the picture so I can't say for sure it was Jisung, but I also can't say it wasn't. DAMMIT. There's no way he would sleep with Jisung, right? Thoughts ran through his head, trying to come up with an explanation that didn't involve them sleeping together, but he couldn't. Every reasonable conclusion ended with Jisung and Minho together. It was a Wednesday, and Changbin was just leaving his last class of the day. He usually met up with Chan and they would head to the gym together, but he wanted to see Minho. He sent Chan a text letting him know he would be late, and waited at the parking lot for Minho to leave campus. Minho was looking down at his phone, smiling, when Changbin found him.

"Hyung." Changbin called out, jogging towards Minho.

"What's up?" He asked, slipping his phone into his back-pocket.

"I was wondering if we could hang out this weekend?"

"Ahh sorry, I already have plans."

"Yeah, it's kinda about that."

"What?" Minho cocked his eyebrow slightly.

"You'll find out if you come over to my place on Saturday. Alright, gotta go meet up with Chan. Bye." Changbin ran away towards his car, meeting Chan. Minho kept walking towards his car, trying to figure out what the younger was talking about. There's no way he knows, right? He battled with his thoughts, before shooting Jisung a text.

hey, can i call you?

uh yea sure, is everything okay?

i'll explain in a minute. once i get to my car, ill call you.

okay?

Minho quickly got in and shut the door behind him, throwing his bag into the passenger seat. Once he pulled out of the parking lot, he connected his phone to the Bluetooth and called Jisung.

"What's going on?"

"I think Changbin knows about us"

"How would he know?" Jisung asked, panicking. "What did you tell him?"

"I didn't fucking tell him anything. When I sent you the picture, Chan saw it, but he didn't know who it was. I then explained that it was some guy I was sleeping with, and that's where I was on Saturday. Nobody ever mentioned you, but today Bin came to me and said he needed to talk to me this weekend. I told him I had plans but he said that's what he wanted to talk to me about and left. I don't know how he would know, but he's acting really weird."

"Minnie, calm down. He has no way to know it's me. But just in case, we should come up with an explanation. Got any ideas?" A few seconds of silence went by before Minho thought of something.

"Okay, so we can say that you know who I'm sleeping with, so I'm pretending to hang out with you when I'm actually going over to his house. I'm like ashamed of who it is or something. That'll work, right?"

"Yeah, that's good. See, you're smart sometimes?"

"Sometimes? I'm a genius all the time."

"I don't think a genius would let his friends see that picture but okay." Jisung giggled.

"Hey, I didn't let them. Chan just happened to see." Minho rolled his eyes, but still smiled. "But I guess we'll have to get together on a different day. What about Friday night?"

"We can't, my parents will be home."

"It's fine, I'll get a hotel room. Just tell them you're going to a friends house or some shit."

"Okay. See you then."

"Yup, bye." Minho hung up the phone, glad they were able to set up a plan. He was still slightly panicking, but he hoped everything would go fine.

As the days went by, the closer it got to Saturday, the more uneasy Minho became. He spent time with Jisung on Friday, which distracted him for a little while but once he went home, all the anxiety came rushing back. Once, it was finally the day, he was shitting bricks. He went over at noon. He knocked on the door, and Changbin came to open it.

"I see your curiosity got the best of you."

"Ha, I just want to know why you're being so weird." They walked into the house and went to the living room. Minho saw a familiar blonde head on the couch. "Hey, Chan."

"Hey, Min." Changbin and Minho joined the Aussie on the couch.

"I guess I should explain why we're here." Neither of them said anything waiting for Changbin to continue. "I think I know who you're sleeping with."

"Wow, maybe you really are a detective." Chan laughed.

"Who do you think it is?" Minho asked, playing off how terrified he was. He felt like he would vomit if a certain name escaped Changbin's mouth.

"Are you sleeping with Jisung?"

Kind of a shorter chapter. But oh well.