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22

han woke up and went into his bathroom.
he was looking inside the mirror.
for some reason...he didn't hate what he saw.

it's been three days since seungmins performance.
it's been three days since han took any meds.

he felt somehow...happy?
he wasn't sure what this emotion was.

he brushed his teeth and smiled at his reflection.

after he got ready, he left his apartment and went to JYPE building.

he was humming a melody as he walked there, doing a little jumps.

he went inside the training room just to see Minho laying on the floor.

"yo dude, you're good?" han asked and Minho turned his head so that he would face Han.

"yeah, everything's fine."

"why are you laying here?" han chuckled and kneeled next to Minho.

"I'm thinking."

"About what?"

"about you." Minho winked.

"aish this guy." han said and got up, putting his stuff on the chairs.

"how was the concert yesterday?" minho asked

"yeah, it was amazing. seungmin did a good job, im proud of that little kid." han smiled.

Minho nodded.

Just then, Hans eyes lit up and he picked his phone up.

"hey, I will make a call real quick, okay? I'll be right back." han said and he ran out of the room.

when he was outside, he called seungmin.

"dude what do you want?"

"come to my house at 21pm today. we will have a party at my apartment. bring anyone you want with you, we should celebrate your successful concert."

"oh, okay, gonna be there."

"make yourself pretty."

"I'm always pretty."
seungmin said and hanged up.

han made the same phone call to jeongin, and was happy when jeongin accepted the offer.
he really wanted to enjoy himself today.

he returned to the training room with a big smile.

"why are you so smiley about?" Minho asked

"oh, nothing."

minho looked at him suspiciously.

"you sure?" he knew pretty damn well how crazy Han can be, and when he saw the smirk the younger one had before leaving the room, he knew that something was up.

"of course. hey, did you know that "secret secret" has 11 million views already? woah, good job dude, love that song." Han said

Minho wasn't dumb, he noticed that Han just wanted to change the subject.
he let it slide this time.

"yeah, I really love the song. It's deserved."

"same, same."

the day went by really quickly and Han was on his way back home.
he had to prepare for his party.

he already had a LOT of alcohol and everyone would bring some alcohol too, so he wasn't worried about that.

he arrived home and took every important possession. he then put it inside his studio and locked the door.