His Idol // Minsung

Chapter 9

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Minho took jisung to his favorite Thai resturaunt down the street from his apartment that he visited frequently with his sister or friends. He had become close with the owner after years of eating there and he knew the old women would let him sit in the back private room if he really asked.

"Ahh baby I missed you, you hadn't come in so long!" The old woman Minho called Auntie dragged him into a tight embrace. She poked his side when she let go and laid her eyes on his guest. "Oh and who is this?" She smirked, waiting to be let in on the secret. Jisung still had his mask, beanie, and hoodie on so no one would recognize and pester him, which he found to be the worst part of his job. It also helped his social anxiety to be covered, fewer people looked at him and he felt invisible.

"This is a friend of mine, we were hoping to eat your delicious Rad Na, I've told him all about it." Minho assured, and the woman looked at Jisung with one eyebrow raised as if asking him whether he really did.

"Don't worry he's not lying, he said it was the best food he's ever had," Jisung laughed.

"Ahhh you're a cutie, Minhos brought people here before but never someone as cute as you." The women walked over to him and squished his cheeks despite the mask. "Why don't you take all this off and I can get you in the back where no one will bother yall," She winked at both Jisung and Minho.

"Thanks Auntie, that would really be great, come on Ji-- oh ah, come on." Minho offered his hand awkwardly making Jisung giggle as they followed Auntie to the back.

"Ahh here you go Minho and Han," both the boys were surprised when she said Han.

"How'd you know it was me?" Jisung leaned forward with his eyes wide, no one had ever been able to tell it was him with all that stuff on.

"I'm a Stay, youre my favorite artist. Fighting Han!" She squished both his cheeks one more time before walking off.

"Looks like Hyunjin has competition of being your biggest fan," Minho laughed.

"Don't tell him that, he would have a tantrum." Jisung joked, "I love her, how did you find this place?" The building was shoved between two much larger apartment buildings and therefore was very narrow and cozy. It wasn't lit up on the outside with fancy decorations like most of the other restaurants and bars in this neighborhood.

"Well, it's sort of embarrassing," Minho chuckled awkwardly. "In high school, I really liked this one guy, like really liked him!"

Jisung laughed, making a mental note Minho had said guy and not girl.

"I was crazy back then, I used to put love letters in his locker and bake him cookies and brownies to try to express my love. One faithful day he found me in the library and asked if I wanted to go on a date. I was ecstatic, jumping around the room excited. He said we could meet and get dinner here at this restaurant." Minho shut his mouth, embarrassed to go on.

"Anddd.. come on you can't just leave me hanging," Jisung begged, already into the story.

"Well, he never showed up. I sat for hours and eventually, when I reached the conclusion he stood me up I burst out in tears. In the middle of the restaurant." Minho covered his eyes with his hands, and Jisung burst out in laughter. "Yeah but at least I got free food that night because Auntie found me crying and felt bad for me. I've come back ever since with family and friends, but never with a date so I guess you got lucky." Minho stated, Jisung tried slowing his laughter.

"Sorry it's really not funny, I'm sorry that happened to you." Jisungs mouth quivered from laughter as he put his hand delicately on top of Minhos. "So this may be pretty traumatizing for you, to come here with a date again." Jisung held back tears of laughter.