Kiss me or hate me ; minsung

03 :: taste of sweetness

Chapter 03　::　taste of sweetness

𝗧𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆'𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 :
•⠀Animal Farm - BIBI
•⠀Lil Time - Haeil, AUDREY NUNA

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It was how they began. With Lino's hand delicately wrapped around Jisung's waist, while Jisung's arms clung loosely to Lino's neck as they moved gracefully, swaying to the music playing in the background.

Their eyes remained locked, seemingly craving to explore every inch of each other's faces. But they resisted the temptation, knowing they had to stay focused on their missions.

"So... what brings you here, Mr. Lino?" Jisung begins, running his fingers lightly over the back of Lino's neck.

He would have locked eyes with the taller man, a teasing glint in his gaze, but damn that irritating mask that hid his eyes.

"What do you mean...? I'm just another guest, just like you" Lino responds, flashing a charming smile. But Jisung isn't one to fall for empty charm so easily.

"Mmm~ But you're surely not here for the same reason as me..." Jisung whispers, a sly grin playing on his lips.

"What?"

Jisung pouts and lets out an exaggerated sigh. "Cut the crap sweetheart, I'm not dumb. So tell me... What brings a handsome, uninvited guest like yourself to this place?"

Jisung can immediately pick up on Lino's shift in demeanour.

Meanwhile, a whirlwind of thoughts races through Lino's mind - Has he already been figured out?

Despite the small compliment, a subtle frown appears on Lino's face. However, instead of directly responding, he retorts with another question.

"How do you know if someone's invited or not?" Lino asks defensively, attempting to redirect the focus away from himself.

—Avoiding the question.

"You didn't grab the drinks from those butlers on the left" Jisung calls out, pointing his finger directly at the butler on the left side of the ballroom entrance.

The dude looks like he just crawled out of a damn graveyard.

Lino blinks in confusion. "So what?"

"Sweetie, are you sure you even got invited?" Jisung snickers. "But since it's obvious you didn't look over there," he says, directing his gaze toward the entrance.

"Notice when people walk in, they all bow to the guards, then immediately make a left and grab their drinks in the same order?"

Lino takes a moment to absorb the intel, then shifts his gaze to the entrance. He watches intently for a couple of minutes and sure enough, every single person that strolls in follows the exact same damn pattern that Jisung just laid out.

Lino glances down at the man staring up at him, a smirk playing on his lips.

"So... you're suggesting that the people who did that—"

"Were actually invited, yeah~" Jisung smirks. "The invitation had the drink order written on the bottom. Meanwhile, clueless dumbasses like yourself, would either barge in like a bull in a china shop or screw up the drink orders."

Lino's lack of observation skills hit him like a punch to the gut, stirring up annoyance within him.

He clearly hadn't given enough of a damn upon arriving.

That was just plain stupid.

But as Lino was about to open his mouth to say something, Jisung flashed a devilish grin, pulling Lino closer and dropping a whisper right into his ear.

"Don't stress about it sweetheart~ There are many uninvited guests here tonight, according to my calculations, you... me..." Jisung's lips teasingly graze Lino's ear as he leans back. "and that guy for an instance"

When Lino's eyes lock onto Jisung's, they land on a tall, svelte figure floating around like a ghost.

"He's like a ghost. I wouldn't have even seen him if you didn't mention it" Lino mutters.

"Ohh... Well then, Mr. Lino, you certainly have a lot of people watching to catch up on~" jisung teases, leaning in closer.

Liho lets out a hearty laugh, his hold on Jisung's waist getting tighter as he slides his other hand up his arm and over his shoulder. His fingers delicately trace a shameless path along Jisung's bare collarbone, before gently resting under his chin.

"In that case" Lino whispers huskily, "I think I'll just keep my attention riiiight here.."

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As much as Jisung hates to admit it, Lino is actually not that bad. He's surprisingly bearable, enjoyable to chat with, and way less dull than the pretentious rats at these fancy shindigs turn out to be.

They've been dancing for quite some time now, having conversations filled with playful banter, flirting, all while keeping an eye out for their target, andd even more flirting.

"How're you so certain that I'm older than you?" Lino smiles.

"Well, are you...?"

A brief silence filled the air.

"I'm twenty-five" Lino admitted.

"Hah! I knew I was younger!" Jisung cheered.

"Dammit!" Lino scrunches up his face and feigns annoyance "Well, at least you're over 18, right?"

"Why, Mr. Lino? You want a taste of this sweetness?" Jisung grabs the hand that's been lazily resting on his waist and guides it downwards, tracing the curve of his lower back.

This touch is definitely far from innocent, but it's also not pushing any limits either.

"Han!"

Yeah... maybe tonight isn't so terrible after all...

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