𝐌𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 || MɪɴCʜᴀɴ

𝕌𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪? (𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥'2)

While walking to the car, suddenly Minho's tummy growled.

"Are you hungry Minho?"

"Of course I am. It's almost Lunchtime. I am dying to eat."

"Let's go and eat lunch then. Shall we?"

"Are you gonna treat me to lunch too?"

"Yeah. That's what I told you before. Didn't I?"

"Damn. It feels like you are my sugar daddy or something. You rich bitch."

"Sugar daddy?" Chan couldn't help but laugh at the word. "Then I gotta act like one right? Let's go to a fancy restaurant. I will treat whatever you want. And then we can go and watch a movie. How does that sound?"

"I am in. Sugar Daddy Cristopher." Minho jokingly said and hopped inside the car.

After driving for a while Chan parked the car in front of a five-star restaurant.

"We are here. Let's go." Said Chan.

"Wait. Let me take it off first." Minho said and took off his wig. "I am tired of this thing. I ain't wearing it while eating."

"Okay. We are pretty far from home. So it shouldn't be a problem." said Chan. And getting out, he opened the door for Minho.

Sitting on a table they started exploring the menu.

"What's our budget, Mr. Sugar Daddy?"

"No limit. You can order as much as much as you want. Anything you want. But you gotta finish everything. No wasting food."

"Don't worry about that. I will eat up everything." seeing the menu again and deciding what he wanted to eat, Minho called out to the waiter most near to their table.

"Yes sir. Welcome to our restaurant. How can we help you?" said a tall long long-haired man.

Minho gotta admit, the man was quite good-looking. Placing his order, Minho started waiting.

"I have never been to such a restaurant in my life. The food is so expensive. And the environment screams rich. I am feeling good. Thanks for letting me experience it. Mr. Sugar Daddy."

"Really? You have never been to one?"

"I mean, I did go to restaurants once in a while. But never somewhere this fancy. Never had the privilege. You know pocket is tight."

"So where did you take your date to?"

"You know I don't date right?"

"I know. But the girls you hooked up with. You never hung out with them?"

"No. We just slept around. Nothing else."

"So like...you never had a girlfriend."

"I did. But it's long ago."

"Why did you break up? Is that person the reason you don't date anymore? If you don't mind me asking such private questions."

"Nah. I don't care. To be honest. It's not about the person. I first ever dated in college. I used to get so many proposals since high school. You know I was good-looking and all. Girls were head over heels for me. Then I finally gave it a go in college. At first, it felt so good. She was so clingy and romantic with me. Telling me how much she loved me. Told me she would never leave me. And dumb me thought we were endgame. Not even after 3 months, she said how I didn't have any enthusiasm towards life. I am too immature. Have no clue of reality. No dream. So we broke up. And then I got into another relationship. It started the same. And ended the same way. Then I realized that I was not someone suitable for dating. But I was still horny. So I started hooking up without the dating and being in a commitment part. That way, I was getting tons of good fucks, and girls weren't disappointed in me." Minho paused seeing that long-haired guy coming with their order as he placed them on the table. "Sir, the other items will be done in a moment. Enjoy these till then.