Not made for me - Minsung

Chapter 6

Jisung had to get ready for Hyunjin's party. He didn't want to go now. He didn't want to face Minho again.

He stared at his form in the mirror, feeling disgusted by it.

His mental health hasn't been well. He always had ups and downs, and now he definitely was in a downfall. He sighed, putting a towel on his mirror, doing everything in his power to put himself in the mood.

I know what you want to tell him. You want to tell him to stay at home and not force himself to go out when he isn't feeling like it. But Jisung would say that you're wrong.

Even if it is hard for Jisung to go out, he knows it will be way better like that. Jisung's enemy is himself, staying on his own is his kryptonite.

After many outfit tries, he put on a nice shirt and nice pants, thinking that he might look good in it but not daring to look at himself in the mirror, not again. His tattoos on his arms were showing and he felt better, looking at them for a few seconds. He stared, tracing the ink with his fingers, his mind going to places he shouldn't. He was awoken from his trance by his phone.

Rap better

when are u coming

i'm leaving now

perfect

Again, and as always, he thanked Hyunjin in his thoughts.

He picked up his things and left, walking to Hyunjin's house, his music in his ears and his mind soothing.

He took a deep breath as he arrived, trying to gather all the small pieces of confidence he had and get them together. He knocked, Seungmin opening the door.

"JISUNNG" Hyunjin said, a drink in his hand, as he ran to Jisung, engulfing him in a hug.

"hey" Jisung said lowly. Hyunjin noticed it wasn't one of Jisung's best days. He put his drink down, putting his hands on Jisung's face and forcing a smile on it with his fingers.

"Perfect" Hyunjin said as Jisung giggled, taking the latter's hands out of his face.

He walked to the couch, seeing the handsome guy he wanted to avoid sitting there all mighty. The guy was manspreading in there, a peach soju bottle in his hand, listening to what Chan was saying, until he realized the boy he had an interest in was there. He scooted closer to Chan, leaving a free spot beside him for Jisung to sit. Jisung sighed and sat down.

"Hi" Minho said, a small smile on his lips

"Hey" Jisung responded, his voice now more heavy. There was no way he would show Minho that he was down.

"You look good" Minho said, checking him out shamelessly

"I always look good" Jisung said with a cocky smirk. Oh how good of an actor he was.

Minho smirked, making Jisung feel goosebumps all over his body. How the fuck. He just arrived but Minho was already making him feel things. He shook it off, Jisung has principles, and he won't fuck with the same man twice.

Well, nevermind, Jisung can forget his principles for one night.

After a few hours of partying, Jisung was already all over the boy. Not physically, but mentally. Minho was full on his mind. They had been drinking and playing cards but Minho was making his knees weak and Jisung knew the guy was doing everything on purpose. Minho would look at him intensely, as if he was undressing him in his mind. He would scoot closer to Jisung from time to time, letting their skin touch. He would put his arm behind Jisung smoothly, his fingers drawing circles in his back. And Jisung felt himself scream when Minho put his sexy ass hand on his own thigh, letting it there for a few minutes while talking to others, as if nothing was happening.