The Mess We've Made | Minsung

chapter four

"Hey, what's up?"

"What's up with the makeup and the hair?" Changbin asked me, his eyes widened as he stared at me through the FaceTime screen. "Seungmin, come see this shit."

I rolled my eyes, "I'm at a photo-shoot right now, what do you want? I can't believe I bothered picking up."

Seungmin peeked his head into the frame and gasped, "You look stunning."

"Thanks," I chuckled. "None of this answers my question, though."

"I called you to ask why the fuck Minho's so goddamn happy," Changbin said. "He hasn't stopped smiling all day. It's weird as fuck. I figured you might know what's up."

Oh my god.

I laughed, "You called me to ask why my boyfriend is happy? Seriously? I'm literally in the middle of something; be lucky I have a break right now."

"I need to know because I want to personally ask for paid time off and I want to make sure it's not just some ploy," Changbin shrugged. "He feeds on the weak."

"If he's in a good mood, why bother questioning it?" I scoffed softly. "Just ask your question and move on."

"It's not that simple, Han," Seungmin said, grabbing the phone from Changbin. "His eyes are glazed over. He's been laughing to himself silently periodically like a psychopath and he's been daydreaming. Fucking. Daydreaming. That's your thing, not his."

I laughed, "What does that have to do with me?"

Okay, technically, it does have everything to do with me.

I just don't want to have to explain that.

"It has to do with you because what the fuck else could make him that happy?" Changbin remarked, peeking his head into the frame.

"I tried getting close enough to see if I could smell weed on him but I couldn't," Seungmin said with a shocked expression on his face. "He's just genuinely in a good mood. It doesn't make any sense. He always has a bad attitude."

"I don't work for him anymore, that's not my problem," I shrugged.

"Han, we need you back on set in five minutes," The director called out to me.

"Did you guys hear that? You have five minutes left to talk my ear off about your personal beef with my boyfriend."

"It is still so weird to hear you call him your boyfriend," Seungmin shuddered, the handing the phone back to Changbin.

"Sorry about him," Changbin said, waving a hand in the air. "So, are you gonna tell us what's up or what?"

"There is nothing up," I frowned, throwing my head back in exasperation. "Can't you just let him be happy? You act like telling me that he's happy is supposed to alarm me when that's literally all I want for him. My time is actively being wasted."

"You're rambling. That's over-compensation. What'd you do to him?" Changbin said to me flat out.

Fucking fine.

"Hold on a second," I said, holding my finger up to the camera for a moment while I headed for a darkened corner away from the staff members running the shoot. "I'll tell you if you guys shut the fuck up."

Changbin and Seungmin both stuck their heads in the frame and the latter grinned as he exclaimed, "Let's hear it!"

I look straight into the camera to intimidate them and stared straight into their souls, deciding to go the route of brutal honesty, "We had the best sex we've ever had this morning and quite frankly, I don't think I've ever came that hard before. You should've seen Minho, oh my god. He's such a bratty bottom, he was begging me to fuck hi-,"

Seungmin cut me off, "Stop! Stop! I don't want to hear about you dicking down our boss!"

Changbin was taken aback, "I know I was the one who asked but I shouldn't've."

"You could've saved yourself from this," I said as I rolled my eyes, heading back into my session with my phone in-hand.

"I didn't think you were going to go into graphic details!" Changbin exclaimed.

"That's what you get for being in my damn business," I said with a smirk. "I easily could've gone with the vague version but torturing you guys sounded more fun, all things considered."

"You're a sadist," Seungmin said, shaking his head in disapproval.

"Han! We're ready for you!" The photographer called out to me.

I waved to the camera, "You guys fucking suck."

"We love you too!" Seungmin grinned.

"Don't give him that ego-booster," Changbin said, rolling his eyes before hanging up the phone.

Too late.