mistakes like this | minsung ✗

chapter thirteenth.

↳ minho's pov ⋆｡˚

i must say having sex with jisung is spectacular. special. every moment of it is filled with passion and strong senses of emotions that fill in every fiber and all over my body. i don't know what it is, i can't even tell if it has to do with the fact that i'm having sex with han jisung, and no one else.

he's so special. he's so important...and i don't know why, or if that's even a good thing for me...

why is this so difficult?

why couldn't everything just be normal? not so complicated?

what is wrong with me?

"yo, we're gonna out for dinner tonight, you up for it?" changbin says when he walks into my room without a knock of awareness for me.

i shoot up from my bed instantly and find myself freezing in my spot from the sudden disturbance of my roommate who has disrupted my thoughts.

"aigo, don't tell me i was interrupting a sudden turn on?" changbin teases with a grin on his face.

my face scrunches into annoyance. "what, no way? just go. i'll be right there," i tell him, getting off my bed and scurrying to my closet.

changbin chuckles maniacally, before he walks out without closing the door. i exhale out a breath and walk to shut the door close.

i'd just gotten recently back from jisung's place. i took a quick shower and i'm just about ready to get knocked out by sleep. or so, that was my original plan as to end the day, but, the ramen i had over at jisung's place wasn't doing it's job to completely leave me satisfied with today's dinner.

so, with that, i grab a hoodie and walk out my room.

"i invited a few friends of mine so it won't just be us tonight," jeongin informs when i meet him downstairs where he opens the door for us.

"great! cuz i invited my girl too," changbin intrudes as he walks pass us and out the house.

i glance to look at jeongin, raising my brows. "you invite anyone?"

"yeah, i just said i did," jeongin said, scoffing. "where's your head at?" he mumbles before walking out the door.

i'm about to walk out as well, but then remember we're missing someone else and i shoot my head around to see jeongin and changbin's figure outside the night sky.

"yo, is seungmin joining us too?" i called out.

from where i stand, jeongin shakes his blonde head side to side. "no? he already left," jeongin says, and i nod my head, closing the door shut and locking it with my own spare of keys.

i walk to changbin's car, in which he throws me his car keys. "you're driving," he points out, already getting in the back seat.

"me? but it's not even my car, plus, i don't feel like driving," i explain, leaving out the part where my lower body aches, and mostly my hips and dick.

changbin shrugs his shoulders. "i'm already sitting here, minho, there's no point in arguing."

"yeah, and if anyone cares about my opinion. i'd like it better if minho hyung drove. no offense changbin hyung, but, minho is a more faster driver," jeongin butts in, sitting in the passengers seat.

changbin flashes jeongin what actually looks to be a sweet smile. "no offense taken, innie. i know, i like to take things slow and nice. if you know what i mean," changbin says.

i cringe and nonetheless decide not to complain about my role for right now. i buckle myself and connect my phone to the radio to put on my playlist. i let the oldest and the youngest in the car have their own sort of affectionate conversation.