Confusion || minsung

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Felix and Hyunjin had gone as a different color each, the Australian being purple and the taller being pink. They were also really pretty, with their eyeshadows and lipsticks and their perfectly made eyeliner.

But in Minho's eyes there was only room for Jisung.

Jisung when he smiled, Jisung when he laced their arms, Jisung when he bounced with excitement while they walked towards the party, Jisung when he greeted the rest of the group and... Jisung when he spotted Christyn. Jisung when he let go of Minho's arm as quick as he had attached himself to it.

"Hey, Sung! Good to see you here." she smiled, shouting over the music. "You look great!"

Minho looked away. He needed a drink but he couldn't break his second rule and leave Jisung on his own.

"Thank you, you also look really pretty tonight!" he heard Jisung shout back.

The older patted his best friend's shoulder two times to catch his attention. "I need something to drink but I don't wanna leave you alone." he spoke right in Jisung's ear so that the boy would hear him clearly.

"It's okay, I'll be with her. It's better if you leave us alone. Tonight's my night, Min!" he assured.

Minho could only weakly smile to wish him good luck, the reality of it being a punch right to his heart. He desperately needed alcohol in his system at this point.

"Oh, hey Minho!" Christyn. Of course she'd see him, he was standing right next to Jisung after all.

"You know her?" the younger's tone had a tint of confusion and something more Minho couldn't quite get over the loud music.

"I'm gonna get a drink." he mumbled, walking away from the pair, stumbling through the sea of sweaty people and full cups until he finally reached the big kitchen.

There, he found Jeongin and Chan, and this time around he actually paid attention to how they were dressed.

The younger had a dark blue tank top with a denim jacket on top, and grey boyfriend jeans, finished off with a pair of Converse that matched the color of the top and made everything fit perfectly.

Chan, on the other hand, had a black crop top and cream cargo pants along with some black combat boots and some silver necklaces and rings. His black hair was naturally curled instead of the usual ironed style he always wore, and it was refreshing to see him with a new hairstyle.

None of them had makeup on, but they didn't need it so it was fine. Minho assumed that Changbin and Seungmin wouldn't have makeup on either.

"Hey, Minho!" waved Jeongin, excited.

"Hi." he immediately grabbed a red cup and poured some rum into it, adding three icecubes previously.

"Slow down, man. What's gotten into you?" asked Chan. Minho was breaking rule number two and was probably on the way to break number three as well, so something shitty must've happened and the older could perfectly tell when something was off.

"Where's Jisung?" Jeongin's eyes wandered amongst the crowd in the house, trying to find their friend without success.

"He's with Christyn. Asked me to leave him alone so he could make a move on her when I told him I wanted a drink." after pouring some coke inside the cup too, Minho took a sip, savoring the bitter taste and the pleasant burning in his throat.

He felt Chan's hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?" questioned the older with worry tainting his voice and eyebrows furrowed with concern.

"I'll be okay. Go have fun with Jeongin." Minho forced himself to smile before he drank again from the red cup.