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lee minho pov
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*i was on the couch, my legs crossed with a pillow and a laptop on my lap. i was peacefully programming a heart for... reasons. while i was doing so, i felt someone sit down next to me. without even looking at him, i somehow knew exactly who it was.
"what is it, han?" i asked. he paused, not saying anything. "what?"
"nothing. it's just new that you called me han." he said.
"oh." i said.
"minho, i need to tell you something important." jisung said. "like, really important."
i put the laptop away after saving the coding and turned around to face han with a serious expression on my face.
wow, he's gorgeous.
"so, basically --"
how could one be so gorgeous? i mean, im gorgeous and all, but he's literally drop. dead. gorgeous. . . how!? im so jealous. from his face to his hands to his waist to his whole fucking body he's gorgeous!!! i know i kinda hated getting married with him at first... but he kinda hot thooo - okay lee minho. no. that's not that point. even though it's REALLY true.... like REAAAALLy true...
"-- it annoys me so much!" jisung finished.
"huh?"
"what?" jisung said. "hyung! were you not listening to me!?"
"no -- well, yes." i admitted. "could you repeat it?"
"fine." jisung rolled his eyes. "so, basically, im pretty sure you already met gwanjoon, right?"
"arthur weasley walmart version?" i asked.
"ye -- wait what did you just call him?" jisung asked.
"i called him arthur weasley walmart version." i said simply.
jisung smiled for a moment and then burst out into laughter. i blinked and then smiled as well, staring at him laughing.
"anyways." he said after he stopped himself. "now ill continue. gwanjoon --"
"aka arthur weasley walmart version."
"-- has been sending me texts. like really annoying and.... perverted texts." jisung said. "it just disgusts me how that man can be so fucking shameless. i even told him to stop but he just keeps going...i hate it!
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My Fake Husband - Minsung
RandomLee Minho and Han Jisung, both from two complete different worlds, both completely opposites. But what happens when they find out they're not so different after all?