What Am I To You? -Minsung

Capture 4: What happened?

What am I too you?

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Minho feels a warm tickle from the sun, as he rubs his eyes, to get up. He sits up at the bed, while blinking a few times to get used to the light. Afterwards he opens his eyes and finds himself in his own bed.

"Ahhh" he let out a groan, as he tried to get up, touching his head.

Fuck, why does my head hurt that much. Ahh... right, yesterday. Wasn't I out drinking? What happened after I left the ...

His thoughts where interrupted by a banging on his bedroom door. Followed  by a just to familiar voice. "Hyung."
It was Jisung. "Hyung, get up. I prepared breakfast."

"Ohhh, I'm coming."

"Hurry up, before nothing's left."

Minho went to the bath, to wash his face. Facing the mirror, he frightens at his terrible condition.

How much did I drink?

He dries his face before leaving to join for breakfast.
Walking up to the table, he sits down infront of Jisung. As he sits down he slowly notices the pain that runs through his whole body.
"Where's everyone?" He asks.
Jisung places some pancakes infront of him. "What do you think? They all already finished, sleeping beauty." Both flashing a smile.

Minho starts eating, without commenting any further. After the last piece entered his mouth, he set the fork down and looks up to jisung infront of him.

"Ji."

"Mhhh" the mentioned boy directs his gaze on him.

Should I ask him?

He stares at the boy for a moment before he continues to speak.

"How did I got home yesterday?"

Jisungs expression just puzzled for a moment, even to short for Minho to realise, before he smiles.

"What do you think, hyung? Of course you walked in with your own feets." 

That's not what I meant.

Minho just let the topic slide.

"I'm going to take a shower. Thanks for the breakfast. "

And with that he leaves to the bathroom.

Minho turns the water on. While the warm water hits against his back, his thoughts went back to the night before.

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Minho is sitting at a barstool watching the crowd, while he plays with the drink in his hand. A sudden laugh behind him, snaps him back to reality.

This laugh sounds just like his.

He finishes the drink at once, before placing the glass at the Bar counter and getting up.
He is way to drunk to walk properly. Trudging through the crowd, he makes his way out of the club.
Without a direction he walks to the streets. It's a bit cold, since he is wearing a thin shirt and a denim jacket, while walking his mind spaces out again.

I like his laugh. It's so sweet and when he smiles to me he looks so innocent, that I want to squeeze him like a plush toy...
It's quite late. He needs to be home already.

With that Minho reach in his pocket to grap his phone. He sends a message to Jisung -"Are you still in the recording room?"

He stares at his phone for a moment,receiving no answer, before putting it in his pocket. Just a few steps further he finds himself infront of the JYP Building. He didn't even realise he walked there, but already being there he decides to enter and check if he's still there.

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Right I went to the studio yesterday. But didn't I meet jisung? Then why didn't he tell me that we got home together. What happened after I went in the Building?

Minhos body overcomes a shive, as he realises that the water already went cold. How long was he still in there?
"Hyung, are you still alive?" He hears Jisung asks through the door.

"Mhhh, I'm coming out."

Minho is about to get out, as he searches for a towel. Realising there's none around him, he calls for Jisung.

"Hey Ji, I forgot to bring a towel."

"Of course, you did, haha. Come to the door."

Minho does like he was told and opens the door.

The door opens just a bit, revealing an dripping Minho. There is only a crack to see through, but enough to have a glance at his well formed upper body.

"Here" Jisung says, handing him the towel he's holding.

"Thanks" Minho gives him a little smile, before taking it and closing the door again, Jisung still staying infront of the bathroom.

Fuck, he looks hot with wet hair. And his body is... wait Jisung, what are you thinking. Stop it.