Dangerous Liaisons || HyunHo

Chapter 8

Wasted Love

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When Minho woke up the next morning, he found himself pressed against Hyunjin, his boyfriend's arms tightly wrapped around him, his face against his shoulder. Minho's heart sank a little, yet love seemed to mend it. He smiled to himself, and tried to turn around, but Hyunjin's embraced tightened.

"Hyunnie!" Minho whined. "I can't breathe!" Hyunjin woke up, let out a groan, and mumbled something. "I didn't hear you." Minho said.

"I said I want to stay like this forever," Hyunjin repeated, lifting his head up. Minho turned around and faced his sleepy boyfriend who smiled at him.

"But we have class today," Minho said. With his fingers, he brushed Hyunjin's hair away from his face, and looked into his eyes.

"Let's skip it," Hyunjin suggested, pulling Minho closer, and closing his eyes again.

"No, we can't do that. Come on, we have to get ready."

"What time is it?"

"6."

"Seriously? We have forty minutes left until we have to get ready. Come on, let's rest a little more." Hyunjin said. He put his head underneath Minho's chin, not letting the boy get away from him.

"Hyunjin," Minho called in a cute voice.

"Can't hear you," Hyunjin replied in the same tone. Minho giggled. Upon hearing that, Hyunjin lifted his head again, and looked at his boyfriend whose eyes were almost disappearing with the big smile that was lightening his face up. "You look so pretty and so cute," Hyunjin softly said, making Minho blush. "And what's even cuter, is that you never get used to compliments. That blush looks cute on you." Hyunjin chuckled. He slightly moved, and found himself hovering over Minho. The latter gave his boyfriend big doe eyes, making Hyunjin melt at the sight. He leaned in, and kissed Minho's cheeks and nose. "You are so pretty, you know?"

"Stop, Hyunjin," Minho whined again. But Hyunjin pressed his lips against Minho's, shutting the boy up.

"So pretty," Hyunjin mumbled against Minho's lips. Minho giggled again, and wrapped his arms around Hyunjin's neck. He was feeling happy. He felt like his Hyunjin was back. He felt loved, reassured and safe. It was just the two of them, and Minho loved it. He wanted to stay like this forever, he had to agree with Hyunjin. Here, right now, he was safe, he was himself, he was happy, and nothing seemed wrong.

Minho gently pushed Hyunjin, and flipped him over, so he was now on Hyunjin. He lied on him, and wrapped an arm around Hyunjin's neck, his face close to Hyunjin's. He kissed his cheek. "You're my new bed," he cutely said. "Hyunjin-bed." Hyunjin giggled, and wrapped his arms around Minho's waist.

The two boys remained silent for a moment, enjoying each other's presence. They would have fallen back asleep if Minho's alarm clock hadn't rang. Minho groaned and stopped the shrieking sound.

"Well, that's our cue to start getting ready," he said.

"It's so annoying…," Hyunjin pouted. Minho looked at his boyfriend and kissed his lips.

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The two boys stepped into the building, and Minho couldn't help but tighten his grip on Hyunjin's hand. Since the moment they had arrived at the university, he had suddenly felt very insecure. Hyunjin noticed and swung his arm around Minho's shoulders before kissing the boy's temple.

"I'm right here, baby. I'm not going anywhere." Hyunjin softly said. Minho simply nodded.

They walked to their class, and Minho spotted Changbin who was happily walking towards the two lovers. Minho glared at him, and dragged Hyunjin along with him, into the classroom, leaving Changbin quite confused. The boy walked inside as well, wanting to sit by Minho, but found every seat around him taken. He settled for a seat further away from the couple, determined to talk to Minho. But after every class, Minho disappeared, along with Hyunjin.

It wasn't until Minho's dance class that Changbin managed to get to talk to his best friend. He waited for the class to be over, and waited for everyone to come out, knowing perfectly well that Minho had the habit of staying a while longer. He entered the room, and saw Minho, hard at work, the music so loud he didn't hear Changbin come in. He was moving precisely, following the rhythm of the music, and looked like he was in pain and was angry. Changbin hesitated, but finally walked to the end of the room, and turned the music off. Minho froze, and turned to Changbin.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" He hissed.

"I'm here, because I need to talk to you," Changbin replied, nervous about his friend's behaviour.

"I have nothing to say to you." Minho retorted. He paused, then turned to his friend. "But you do."

"What?"

"You know exactly what I mean, Changbin."

"I don't, I don't understand what you mean," Changbin genuinely said.

"So you didn't have sex with my boyfriend?" Minho sarcastically asked. Changbin froze, his eyes wide. "Thought so," Minho said.

"Minho," Changbin tried, "please, it was a mistake."

"Of course it was," Minho said. "Come to think of it, I'm not even surprised you did this. You were always like this, and you've never changed." Minho's words were like a dagger piercing Changbin's heart. "Get out," Minho quietly said. "I don't want to see you ever again."

"Minho, please," Changbin pleaded. Minho glared at his friend, grabbed his things and left the room. Changbin watched him leave. He had fucked up big time. Minho was right, Changbin had made so many mistakes in his past, clearly he hadn't changed. But Minho had always accepted him, despite his clumsy nature, despite his many defects, and despite the fact that most of the time, Minho had been the one to save him from many uncomfortable situations Changbin had found himself in on his own. Losing Minho was too much, Changbin couldn't take it. He walked out of the room, and left the university, quickly finding a bar. It was his bad habit. That nasty habit he had tried to quit so many times : getting drunk, and hooking up with strangers. During the years Minho had been away, Changbin had gone downhill, until he had found Chan. But right now, he felt so lost, he didn't care that this was bad and dangerous, and that after so many efforts, he was just throwing it all away.

Minho walked out of the dance room, his heart heavy. If he was being completely honest, he thought he had just made a mistake. He had known Changbin since forever, had been by his side all the time, had helped him through thick and thin, and now it was over… He had forgiven Changbin's past mistakes, even when he hurt Minho, the latter always forgave him, because he knew Changbin was clumsy and never meant to be mean or anything. The boy had a huge golden heart. Minho was tempted to go back and forgive Changbin, and just move on, but as he spotted Hyunjin walking towards him, his heart closed to the possibility of forgiveness.

"Hey baby," Hyunjin said as he kissed Minho's forehead. "Did you have a good time?"

"Yeah, thank you," Minho smiled. "Wanna get out of here? Just back home?"

"I'd love nothing more."

Jisung was standing a few feet away, and watched the couple. A stingy feeling in his heart made him frown. Why was he feeling like that? Why was he glaring at Hyunjin? Why did he want to suddenly push Hyunjin away and take Minho with him? Was he jealous? Jisung shook his head and scoffed. Hell no! Jisung wasn't jealous, he wasn't even in love with Minho, it didn't make sense. Jisung shrugged and walked away, realising he would be annoyed for the rest of the day because of that, now.

A week later, there was to be a party that was being held by Hwa-Young. Being a popular girl, she had invited a lot of people, and that included Minho, and of course Hyunjin, and because Minho asked, Jeongin was invited too. Although she wasn't very close to Jisung and Felix, because she liked Seungmin, she invited them as well. As for Changbin and Chan, they were both hot and popular, they evidently had to be there. Minho didn't know that Hyunjin wasn't very keen on Jeongin being there as well, and he was quite determined to do something about this. After all, Jeongin was the one who showed Minho the video, and by doing so, almost destroyed their relationship. Did Jeongin really deserve to be around Minho like before? The answer was no.