See Me | Minsung

11

I am not pretty.

"Hyung, you can opt to not tell but just asking, why did you get angry that day when I asked asked you about the garage."

"Nothing special. That bike was literally my love in my college days but once I got in a pretty serious accident while riding it. I looked dead to the doctor at first instance. Was in coma for a while as well. After that, my parents literally banned me to drive for years. Its been around a year and a half since I started driving again but the bike is still a big no for me according to my parents. It was the memories that increased my voice. I wasn't angry or anything. I'm genuinely  sorry about it."

"You drove really fast that day as well."

"It wasn't even that fast. Back in my days, I-"

"Mom-Dad are right. We are not getting that bike out."

"Hannie, not you again."

"I don't care. You would never ride that again."

Minho who was facing towards the road looked towards Han, frustration spreading on his face.

He was about to say that no one understands his love for his bike but when he saw the horror on Han's face, words stuck in throat. He parked his car at roadside and unlocked his seat belt to get better access to the younger's hands.

"Han-ah? You okay?"

"Yes. Can you please not drive that?"

Looking at the terror at the younger's face, Minho couldn't say no.

"First, mom and dad. Now you. "

"I know I'm crossing the line but-"

"I'm not gonna drive that fast, okay? I promised my parents that I won't do it again but in a rush of emotions, I rode it last week, Kay? You're not crossing any line. Stop using that tiny brain of yours and just sit there being pretty like you were doing a minute ago. I'm sure your friend wouldn't be happy seeing you so down on her wedding day."

As if on cue, the younger's phone rang.

"Sungie, I swear I'll kill you if you are not here in five. I'm gonna walk down the aisle without you witnessing it. Come here, you idiot, I'm freaking out." A female voice from the other end of the call said.

"Sung, please hurry. This stupid bride to be is acting up. I can't handle anymore." A male voice replaced the previous one while the female voice was cursing in the background for "snatching" her phone.

"I'm there. I'm there." Han chuckled hearing the chaos on the phone call.

After hanging up the phone, the duo reached at the wedding arena quickly, Han forgetting the conversation he had back in the car. He was so happy to see his childhood friend walking down the aisle to the love of her life, her boyfriend of two years and Han's other best friend.
They were like those regular college couples at whom you look at with absolute disgust because of how lovey-dovey they were being or with pure jealousy of how adorable their relationship is.

"She's also married now."

"What the fuck, tae?" Han flinched hearing the voice so close to his ears.

"What will happen to me, Sung?? I also wanna get married. I also want somebody." The boy called Taejoon whined while laying his head on the shoulder of the younger among the two.

"For that, you gotta date someone."

"I was about to ask you out but you had to go off and get married without telling me."

"Poor luck!" Han sarcastically replied to the elder's humour.

"Excuse me!!"

The pair of friends looked at the chair to their right from where the voice came from.