Something Tells Me You're Not Human | MinSung

Six

Minho trailed behind Jisung while the shorter man made his way to yet another drunken night in Sweet Desire.

"Okay, time to make myself useful."

Minho watched for passersby and looked for a decent man he could shape shift into so he could spy on Jisung.

He finally got his target look and went inside, not so Minho looking.

He spotted Jisung in the bartender's area, sporting a shot. He sat beside took the vacant seat beside Jisung. "Hey, man. Just give me your best shot."

The bartender held an okay sign to Minho and went on to making his mixture. Jisung seemed to notice Minho, or the person he changed into, and gave him a quick smirk before getting back to his glass.

"I haven't seen you around here, cutie." Jisung started the pep talk.

"Oh, it's my first time. Had a rough night."

"Tell me about it." Jisung started moving his glass in circles, the ice cubes bumping into one another.

"I was about to have a fancy dinner with my friend, when I ran into my ex-boyfriend."

Ex-boyfriend?

Minho took a quick swipe of his communicator in his pocket (note: it is accessible in every part of his body), to search what it meant.

Oh, a past lover. Not really common with Omnians.

"To top it off, he has this bitch with him. The one he cheated on me with. Fucking asshat."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Don't be. Wanna get drunk some more?"

Minho only nodded. His system doesn't really register drunk, no matter how many shots, he's never going to feel drunk.

Minho guarded Jisung all throughout his drinking session. He would watch the man gulp down every drop as if it didn't taste bad. He felt bad that Jisung had to act like this because of a certain person.

With Omnians, they usually stick to their designated partners. No cheating. No past lovers to deal with. Life there would be almost perfect, even with relationships.

"What do you say, cutie. Your place or mine?"

"Uhhhh....yours." Technically, Jisung's place is also his place.

Jisung pulled him by his arm and the next thing he knew, they were hailing a cab to get home.

Once inside the cab, Jisung clung onto Minho's arms while murmuring more drunken thoughts that Minho couldn't understand.

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As soon as they got into the house, Jisung did the exact same thing of pulling him into the couch, just like their last encounter.

But Minho fought back this time, he made sure that the door was locked first before guiding Jisung to his bedroom.

"Jisung, you need to rest. Come on."

"How do...how do even know my name?"

Minho sighed, and changed back to his true form. This startled Jisung, but not in a way Minho expected.

"You jerk! God! Fuck you! I told you to leave me alone!"

Jisung was now hitting him on his chest, wrinkling the suit he had on.