Invitations | MinSung

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"Minho, have you ever had a girlfriend?" Jisung asked, impulsively curious. Jisung had had one too many drinks and was now feeling brave under the influence of the alcohol. Minho choked on his drink as he laughed at Jisung's question, spitting some of it out. 

"Why do you ask?" He questioned when the coughing had subsided.

"Just because," Jisung shrugged, pretending he didn't care.

"Let me think," Minho sighed, taking Jisung's question seriously. "I've had a few."

"A few?"

"Yeah, maybe three?"

"Maybe?" Jisung asked, incredulously, shocked at Minho's uncertainty.

"It was a long time ago," Minho brushed it off, waving his hand at Jisung. Jisung nodded, taking what Minho said into consideration. However, he was caught off guard when Minho next spoke. "How about you, huh? How many have you had?"

Jisung murmured his answer, embarrassed.

"What?"

"One," he repeated, raising his voice to an almost embarrassing level.

"Awwww!" Minho cooed, treating Jisung like a child. "Are you two still together?"

"No," Jisung shook his head, noticing how Minho seemed unnervingly interested in his love life.

"Oh no! How come?" Minho was gaining more interest by the minute.

"Nothing," Jisung huffed, sipping his drink.

"Tell me!" Minho whinged, nudging Jisung with his elbow. "Did you guys get sick of each other?" He asked when Jisung offered no answer and, all of a sudden, it became a guessing game. Jisung shook his head and Minho continued, "Did you guys argue?" Jisung shook his head. "Was she too possessive? Or were you?" He asked in an accusatory tone, narrowing his eyes and Jisung shook his head, sighing. "Was she," Minho lowered his voice, looking around as he leaned in, "bad in bed?"

"Minho!" Jisung exclaimed, lightly slapping Minho's upper arm, shocked that he dared to ask such a thing.

"I'm joking!" Minho laughed and, although Jisung wasn't too comfortable sharing such details about his life, he was glad to see a smile on Minho's face. "Come on, Jisung," he pleaded. "Just tell me."

"Fine," Jisung gave in to Minho's persistence. "But you can't tell anyone, ok?"

"Yes, sir," Minho agreed, outstretching his pinky finger, which Jisung linked with his own, locking their promise with their thumbs.

"She cheated on me," Jisung admitted, embarrassed. Minho's jaw dropped when Jisung confessed, absolutely scandalised.

"How could she cheat on someone like you?"

"Someone like me?" Jisung repeated, wondering what Minho meant. Jisung had caught Minho off guard as he cleared his throat, flustered.

"Y-you know," Minho began and it occurred to Jisung that he had never heard Minho so nervous, "someone kind, someone caring, someone cute, someone..." he paused, taking a deep breath, "...handsome. Just, someone like you."

Jisung was at a loss for words and he didn't realise that, with each phrase, he and Minho inched closer together, their faces getting unconsciously close.

"Minho," Jisung practically breathed out, keeping his gaze locked on Minho's eyes.

"Hm?" Minho responded, doing the same.

"Have you ever had a boyfriend?" Jisung couldn't help but ask, letting his curiosity get the better of him. Minho shook his head and Jisung questioned further, "Would you?"