Forget Me Not || Minsung

7 (Part 1)

"Were you the one who wrapped an arm around me when we were going to the van?" Jisung turned to Jeongin in question. The mentioned boy cursed at his phone after it flashed 'YOU LOST' on the screen and threw the phone on the bed, making it bounce and nearly fall off.

Then Jeongin finally looked at Jisung with a weird look before shaking his head. "What? No, I was at the front and you were the last to leave."

Jisung watched him get off the bed and plop back down with a computer in hand. Jeongin patted the spot near him, leaning against the bed frame, so Jisung could see the screen too.

"Then who? Please tell me it was someone I know."

"Just shut up and watch it, will you? A Memory took this video. It's all over the media." Jeongin turned the computer closer to him and Jisung squinted his eyes at the low brightness of the video. But he could still see how they walked out through the restaurant's door, Jeongin and Chan at the front, hurriedly talking with one of the bodyguards who were trying to make a path for them, Minho after them and Jisung at the back.

He was glad it couldn't be seen how shaken up he was back there. Totally out of it.

"Jeongin, what is this? We're just walking-"

"Just watch," Jeongin shushed him. And not a second after, the video showed how Minho, with a hand covering his eyes from the blinding flashes, turned around, waited for Jisung to catch up to him and once they were walking side by side, he wrapped his arm around Jisung's waist.

It seemed like Minho said something to him by the way he leaned towards his ear while walking. Jisung in the video said something back by the way his lips moved. Then they all jumped in the van and the video ended.

Jisung gaped at the computer screen. "What the-I don't remember that. And..." He took the mouse to scroll down.

"Why are there so many comments about it? It's not that serious,...what the fuck does 'Smash him good, daddy' even mean?!" Jeongin laughed out loud and fell on his side, meanwhile Jisung looked like he was having a crisis.

"Oh my god. What is going on?," he said, in shock, still scrolling through the comments.

"There are many other videos from different angles, dude. You gotta see this one edit with a romantic song playing and pink hearts flying around you two." Jeongin showed him his phone but he just groaned and slid down the bed frame to lay on his back. Quite uncomfortably, must he add.

"My life is over," he said and threw his arm in the air dramatically. The computer was taken off his lap by Jeongin and the boy scooted over, laying on his side with his head up by the elbow.

"It's not that bad. Stop being dramatic, buddy." He poked his stomach and Jisung fake cried as a result.

"You'd say something different if you were in my place." After having enough exaggerated crying, he flew up in a seating position, Jeongin mirroring him.

"Wait, where are our roommates?" Jisung asked with a sudden realization.

Jeongin, who thought he had something important to say, scoffed and plopped back on his back.

"Minho is out to do some business about the reporters and all. They think those fangirls snitched. Channie's with him." His tone completely softener on the last part and it wasn't left unnoticed.

"Channie, huh?" Jisung wiggled his brows and received a pillow to his face a second after, knocking him back on the bed. He let out a laugh.

"Shut up, asshole." Jeongin shook his head to get his silver hair out of his eyes and moved away from Jisung. The silverhead crossed his legs and picked on his blanket with guitar pictures on it.