04 - Can I not marry him?

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Minho giggled as Jisung stared at him in surprise.
" Do you want cheesecake? "

Jisung looked at him confused but nodded nonetheless because who would say no to cheesecake? Definitely not Jisung.

Minho smiled and grabbed his wrist, pulling him towards another door.
They both entered into what seemed like a kitchen to Jisung.
There were some chefs and some waiters walking in and out.

They didn't mind him as if it was normal for Minho to drag anyone into their kitchen but he didn't stop there and pulled him into another room which was smaller than the kitchen but still held many utensils.

Minho left Jisung's hand and walked towards a small container. Jisung missed Minho's hand as soon as he left but the whole cheesecake kept on display made him forget immediately.

Jisung licked his lips.
" I didn't know they made cheesecake. "

" They don't. I made it. " Minho simply replied passing him a spoon and gesturing him to eat.

Jisung was once again surprised and ate the first bite.
" Oh my god, this is tasty! " Jisung said licking his lips once again. Minho gazed at his lips.
Not right now

He thought and smiled. Jisung continued to eat moaning loudly. Minho grabbed the first thing that came into his hand which was a sponge, hiding it behind his back and squeezed it so hard as if all of his horny thought would be transferred to that dead sponge.

" I think this is the best cheesecake I have ever eaten! Say ah~ " Jisung said holding a spoonful of cheesecake towards Minho.

Minho blinked once and then twice but in the end ate the piece Jisung was feeding him.
" Isn't it great? " Jisung questioned smiling and his smile widened when Minho nodded.

" You never told me you can make cheesecake! " Jisung exclaimed eating one more bite.

" I can't, I recently learned from my mom. "

" Wow, it seems like you have more experience in making cheesecake by how tasty it is. "

" I'm glad you like it. " Minho smiled adoringly at the younger, stuffing his cheeks with cheesecake.

" But you never told me what you are doing here? " Jisung asked as he shoved one more spoon towards Minho.

" I'm covering for one of my friend who works here. " Minho said after he took a bite.

Jisung nodded and sighed after he finished the whole cheesecake.
" It was the best thing I ate today. "
Jisung said rubbing his tummy satisfied.

Minho smiled and cleaned the corner of Jisung's lips once again, licking his finger afterwards.

He needed to stop doing that or I'll smack his lips with my li- hands yeah.

Jisung thought and sat on the counter. Eyeing the room he was in, trying to distract himself.

" Jisung. " Minho called.
" Hm? "

" Aren't you forgetting something? " Minho asked again.

Jisung looked towards him, tilting his head in confusion.
" Your fiance. " Minho chuckled and responded.

" Umm.. " Jisung doubted if he should tell Minho about their situation or not. Something told him that he can trust Minho.
" I don't like him. "

Jisung said in a low voice.
Minho looked at him as if asking him why?
" Its all for show. He is marrying me because his parents are forcing him to and I'm marrying him because that's the only way I can help my family. "

Jisung looked at his lap, trying to avoid the disgusted look the older might be showing.

Minho stretched his arm and lifted his chin, making eye contact with Jisung.
" You don't need to marry him. "

Minho said. A humour less laugh left Jisung's mouth looking at the innocent Minho.
" I wish because he just called me fat. "

Minho gasped. " How dare he! I'll kick him out the restaurant right now! "
Minho said trying to leave but Jisung grabbed his hand pulling him towards him.

" Don't worry. I took a perfect revenge. "
Minho looked at him in question.

" Let's go on a walk when you're done. " Jisung said standing up.
Minho quickly kept the things they used to eat the cheesecake back in place.
" I'm done. " Minho replied.

Jisung chuckled and looped his arm with Minho who smiled.
" Let's go. "

After spending sometime just walking around the area the duo walked inside the park.
Since it was almost midnight the park was empty which means that Jisung could sit on swing or slide without anyone judging him.

He quickly waddled towards one of the swing and sat down, swinging to and fro.
Minho stood at some distance and watched the younger swinging happily.

After Jisung noticed Minho staring at him, he gestured him to sit on the swing beside him.
Minho smiled and sat down.

" It's been so long since I last sat on a swing. "
Jisung sighed happily.
He glanced towards Minho who had a question mark on his forehead. Jisung giggled and explained,

" I'm not allowed to leave the house without any bodyguard or else I would be swarmed by paparazzi. My 'fiancé' thinks being seen in childish places like a park would ruin the image of Song enterprise. "
Minho looked at him with sadness to which Jisung smiled.

His phone ringed indicating his fiance calling. " Speak of the devil. " Jisung whispered and answered the call.

Minho could hear the angered voice of kangwon over the phone asking jisung where he is after leaving him in the restaurant for 2 hour straight.

" You now just realized that I'm missing? " Jisung said raising an eye brow which his fiance can't see.

" I-I had some business to attend to. I can't keep my attention on you 24/7. Now get back here so we can leave. " Kangwon growled.

" You can go back. I can come home by myself. " Jisung said and hung up.

" Does he always treat you like that? " Minho questioned worriedly.

Jisung nodded and sighed. " He never tried to talk it out. We always bickered and never found a middle ground. We are basically strangers. "

" You deserve someone better though. " Minho said sadness lacing his honey like voice.

" Not every fairy tale has a happy ending. " Jisung said while standing up and started walking.

" I'll make sure that your fairy tale has a happy ending. "

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Word count - 1036
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