Hater (l.m.h x h.j.s)

12

Jisung turned around and gasped in shock. "Mom! What are you doing here?!" Jisung's mom smiled and laughed while bumping Minho's mom's shoulder teasingly. "Me and Lisa just wanted to walk around! I didn't know you were going to pride with Minho!"

Minho smiled and ran to his mom, giving her a big hug. "My baby! You look so good Minnie!" She exclaimed as they pulled away, cupping his face and kissing his forehead. Minho giggled and slapped his mom's hands away. "Mom~ I didn't know you were coming."

She smiled and looked at his outfit, frowning. "I thought you were gonna wear a skirt? We picked one out specially for pride." Minho froze in his place, praying that jisung didn't hear what Minho's mom basically yelled out.

"Um.. no, I didn't want to wear it today." Lisa noticed his body language and held one of Minho's hands. "Well that just means that you'll wear one next time!" Minho smiled and nodded, getting pulled into a hug by jisung's mom.

"You look so pretty Minho! Can I call you pretty?" Minho pulled away and giggled, nodding softly. "Of course you can! I didn't put on all this makeup to not be called pretty!" He said with sass laced in his voice, making the others laugh.. except for jisung.

"You're just the cutest!" Lisa frowned and held Minho to her chest. "Rose I know you love my son, but he's my baby." The moms laughed and teased Minho, making him want to walk away in embarrassment. "Okay okay! We're going to walk over there now, see you later!" Minho said before getting out of his mom's grip, hurrying away with his friends following.

"You wear skirts? Seriously what was the point of changing to be a guy if your doing everything girls do??" Minho took a deep breath, trying to not let jisung's words hurt him. "Can you just let him do whatever the fuck he wants. It's his life not yours." Jeongin said as he glared at jisung, who raised his hands in defense.

"I'm just asking questions, can I not ask questions about lbgt-" "it's lgbtq+ dumbass." Hyunjin interrupted, covering his mouth to not laugh out loud. Jisung rolled his eyes and continued walking. "Are we almost done? I'm bored."

Minho stopped as he heard his favorite song, turning to hyunjin and jeongin as they had the same reaction. "Let's dance!" The three boys ran to a dance circle, leaving jisung huffing and walking over there.

Hyunjin and jeongin got in the circle, holding each other close as they dance pretty sensually. Minho cheered them on before someone held onto his waist from behind. "Hey sweetheart." Minho groaned and turned his head, stopping as he saw someone he did not expect.

"Bin! What are you doing here??" Changbin chuckled and held Minho's hand, dragging him in the circle. "I was with seungmin for a bit, but he had to go somewhere so I decided to come see you guys! Damn hyunjin and jeongin are getting it on!!" Minho giggled and turned to look at the couple again, jeongin holding onto Hyunjin's waist tightly, practically grinding against him.

"Yeah! What were you and seungmin doing?" Changbin flushed red and looked down, catching Minho's attention immediately. "What!! What happened bin!?" Changbin bit his lip and looked at Minho. "We kinda fucked."

Minho gasped and hit changbin's arm repeatedly. "Binnie!! Oh my fucking god!" Changbin laughed and covered Minho's mouth. "Be quiet Minnie!" Minho took his hand off and giggled. "Tell me everything!" Changbin shook his head and lifted Minho up by his thighs, causing the younger to gasp. "When we're alone I'll tell you." He said before dancing in the circle, people around them cheering.

Jisung sighed as he finally made it to the dance circle, eyeing hyunjin and jeongin's dance. "Jesus fuck guys." He mumbled under his breath, freezing as he saw changbin and Minho dancing together. Jisung felt his throat close up, a burning sensation went through his body even though it wasn't that hot outside.

Changbin's tight hold on Minho's small waist just made jisung want to punch him in the face. "The fuck is wrong with me." He said under his breath, huffing and storming away from the dance circle. He grabbed and pride donut and sat on the bench, a furrow in his brows as he stuffed it in his mouth.

"Did your boy leave you?" Jisung turned to the same drag queen that they met earlier, rolling his eyes he shoved the last part of the donut in his mouth. "She's not a boy first of all, and definitely not mine." The drag queen shrugged and sat next to jisung. "Well that shouldn't matter what gender they go by, as long as their happy right?"

Jisung sighed and crossed his arms. "I guess? I don't know how people can just change their gender and go on about their day like nothing matters." She sighed as well and watched Minho dancing with changbin. "It's a lot more than that, you might think that it was like an overnight thing that they decide their trans. It takes years and years for a trans person to feel like they are in the right body, they sometimes feel uncomfortable in their body.. even if they've gotten all the surgery done that they needed, or if they got no surgery, there will be times that they feel so out of place and just not in the right body."

Jisung listened intently, still watching Minho dancing with a big smile on his face. "She didn't seem like that though, I knew her before she wanted to be a boy.. don't tell anyone but I dated her, she was happy and fine." The drag queen smirked and looked away so jisung wouldn't see. "Oh~ so that's why you're upset.."

Jisung snapped his head to glare at the drag queen. "What?!" She turned to look at him and smiled brightly. "Nothing!" He rolled his eyes and looked back at Minho. "You might've though that he was happy and fine, he probably just had a good mask to put on." Jisung huffed and squinted his eyes as changbin lifted Minho's chin, their noses touching softly.

She watched jisung's facial expressions and rolled her eyes. "Listen dude, if you want to keep this straight act up then go ahead. But I can tell you still like him, I don't even know you and it's obvious that you like him still." Jisung glared at the drag queen and shook his head immediately. "As soon as she told me she wanted to change genders, I stopped all my feelings I swear!"

The drag queen sighed and leaned back in the chair. "You don't have to defend yourself. It's not the worst thing in the world to date a guy." Jisung laughed and looked around, seeing all the gay people cheering and dancing. "It's fucking embarrassing to date someone that was a girl for the longest time and is trying to be a boy."

"But you already dated him. So you know all about him, what is wrong with that?" Jisung took his phone out and ordered an Uber, turning to the drag queen. "You don't know shit, get out of my business." She rolled her eyes and stood up. "My fault for trying to help." She huffed and walked away, swaying her hips as she walked.

Jisung rolled his eyes as well and saw that his Uber was there, grabbing another donut and storming out of the parade.

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