Street Games||Minsung

Chapter 5

"Give me his number, will you?" Minho asked in a quite voice. Chan looked at him in confusion. "Seriously? You like him?" Chan asked, full attention on Minho now. Lino smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "I never said that. I just want to get to know him better, that's all." Chan felt suspicious, but he pulled out his phone to give Jisungs number to Lino anyway. Minho beemed at Chan. "Thank you." Lino said walking in the other direction. "Yeah, no problem.  . ." Chan said turning back to the boys.

Jeongin, Felix, Hyunjin and Changbin seemed to have been in a conversation, a weird one at most. Chan was thinking it was time to go, for the company B guys. They've already been around long enough and they are right out in the open, anyone could've found these guys. Minho was already long gone, out of sight. "Hey, guys I think it's maybe time to go, yeah?" Chan said, causing Jeongin and Changbin to look at him. Jeongin pouted, although he was scared of coming to this companies grounds, he found the people here interesting. Changbin took one good look at Felix before walking to his motorcycle. "Come on, I.N." Changbin said, motioning the younger over. Jeongin complained but followed his directions anyway. As Changbin was about to take off he looked over at Chan. "We'll stay in touch." Changbin said before speeding off on his motorcycle.

"Wow." Was all Hyunjin could manage to mutter. "I hate that guy.  . " Hyunjin said. Felix looked down. "He isn't all that bad as Minho said he was." Chan and Hyunjin snapped their heads towards Felix. "What did he say about him?" Chan asked. Felix shrugged. "Things, I guess." Felix said before walking off, into the company. Hyunjin followed Felix closely behind and Chan actually decided to go inside this time, as it was all of a sudden getting hotter outside.

He wondered what Han was getting himself into, going to the bosses office so carelessly.

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Han was patiently waiting inside the bosses office. Apparently he had to get something so Han was just sitting there, legs crossed while Momo was sitting in the corner of the room, watching him supposedly. "Jisung, he knows about the race." Momo said out loud. Han turned in his chair, looking at her surprised. "Really?" Han asked, bedazzled. Momo nodded, and looked behind her as to see if she could hear any signs of the boss coming back, then stepped closer to Han. "I'm also pretty sure he might know about Lee Minho. Be careful." She said before stepping back into the corner. Han was confused.
. . .

"Wait, how do you know Minho?" Han asked, getting a little serious now. "I have to know everyone in company B. It's only a apart of my job." Momo said without breaking eye contact with Han. Han looked down, before turning back in his chair.

A few minutes later, the boss had finally walked in and bidded his goodbyes to Momo. She walked off but gave one more glance to Jisung, and then shut the door.

The boss walked into his seat, looking offly serious. Han made eye contact, and never broke it.

"So, Jisung do you know a John June?" The boss asked out of the blue. Han was going to open up to speak but stopped himself because what the fuck.

"I'm sorry, boss who?" Han asked genuinely confused. The boss cleared his throat. "Whatever, I guess you don't. Anyway, you were seen talking with a brown headed guy, who was that?' Han was getting these questions thrown at him and he had no idea how he knew, but he kept his cool. "It was a racer, I didn't get his name. He was cute, though." Han said having a picture perfect image of Lee Know imprinted in his head. 

The boss flipped through a few papers, before looking back up to Han. "Did you ride with him?" The boss asked. Han thought for a second, to come up with some sort of lie.

A light bulb flicked in his head.

"I rode to some place with him, we had sex. He drove me home afterwards and that was it." The bosses eyes widened at the sudden confession. Han was secretly pinching himself, on his stomach. That way if the boss needed 'proof', he'd have a somewhat of a believeable mark. He's done it before.