ain't yours | minsung

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jisung

we've had our filling dinner
for an hour now. we were
drinking on the shore around
a bonfire we had built earlier.

i was just enjoying a self-made
iced americano while calmly
chatting with my friends.

with the exception of me,
who really isn't that type of
person who drinks, all of
them were drinking.

they were engaging in a totally
random chat. they'll begin by
talking about how challenging
their program is, but they'll
eventually get around to talking
about how good the cuisine
was outside of campus.

my eyes wandered and came
to rest on the person i least
expected to glance at me, as i
was starting to feel a bit uneasy in
my seat.

lee minho.

he instantly gave me a toast by
raising the bottle of alcohol
he was holding. i grinned at
him and raised my glass just
enough for him to see it before
tilting it slightly in response to
his toast.

when he gives me his sincere
smile before downing his beer,
i feel overwhelmed by something
in my gut.

periodically, minho and i will
look at each other in the eye
and then smile briefly before
turning to face our friends.

chan began tidying up the
laid-out bottles, hyunjin started
getting exceedingly noisy and
clingy, and jeongin was practically
lying on the sand because
he was already sleeping, so
everyone just decided to call it
quits.