Window to freedom °•Minsung•°

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A few weeks later, Yoona called.

When Minho saw the new name appear on his phone his heart almost stopped, all the hurt washing over him again in a second.

But now, he no longer had to deal with it alone.

Jisung there to hug him, Minho answered:

"Hello?"

"Hey, Min" Yoona said simply then instantly started rambling like they had never stopped talking at all.

Minho's lips opened up into a smile: good old Yoona.

"...so you know how the wedding's off, obviously?"

"Mhm"

"Well I thought. What if. We did it anyway-"

"WHAT!?"

"No hear me out! Hear me out!"

Minho patted on Jisung's hand, who was gripping his arm a little too tight:
"Ok, what do you have in mind?"

"Well my dad's been giving me a hard fucking time with all this and he keeps telling me he'll have to out me to my relatives because they'll never believe you're the gay one"

"The fuck?" Minho hissed and even Jisung shook his head, baffled.

"So I thought, what if we invite them all to a <<wedding>> and instead have a coming out party, for both of us"

"Yoon, are you sure they're not gonna lynch you on the spot I-"

"Oh no worries" she said cheerfully:
"I met this professional fighter girl, one of Bin's collegues and she has a huge crush on me, you bet your ass I'm gonna invite her and between her and my brother noone'll dare even lay a finger on me. She's all muscle, you'll see-"

And as they rambled about invites and decorations the plan ended up going to fruition, with a date set to next week.

Needless to say, the party was a success. They had a whole fake wedding ceremony until it came time for the rings, that arrived to the altar with the gay and bisexual flags hanging from them, for the priest's horror. They exchanged them proudly and instead of the vows to eachother they read a hymn to their sexuality, written accurately for the occasion. And between the enraged screams of their parents and happy cheering of their friends, it all began.

Both Minho and Jisung had a blast, twirling around to the beat under the awed stares of everyone present.
For once, they couldn't care less who saw them kiss, infact Minho was glad when he met the surprised but supportive stare of his mother, a warm current cursing through them.

They were soon swarmed by a parade made of all the people they loved: a confused Seungmin who patted their backs, two ecstatic twin faces in Hyunjin and Felix and in the end Chan, who insisted about giving Minho a whole angry talk about treating Jisung well, an overly excited Jeongin at his side.

And Yoona's fighter girl, who was called Ryujin really was all muscle... but it suited her well. Her crush on the other was more than evident and it was also clear that Yoon was playing dumb to it, enjoying teasing her under the cover of fake innocence.

"So you're the lucky bastard, huh?" she asked Jisung at a point, already half drunk.

Jisung could do nothing but nod awkwardly at that short, pink haired girl who had loved Minho for many more years than him.

Yoona patted his shoulder and looked over to Minho:
"I get it now"

"He's hot, right?" smirked Min.

"Very" grinned Yoona back.

"The hell is going on" was thinking instead a panicked Jisung.

As the evening progressed they got to talk multiple times and figured out that they had a lot in common, like their particular taste in music and a certain love for art.

"In a weird way, I guess you could say Min has a type" laughed Yoon in the end and Jisung had to agree, glad that they got along.

They left happily tipsy and holding Evan and Matt near, since the two had insisted on coming and gotten drunk out of their minds.

As they hopped onto a bus Minho let his eyes caress the three people beside him lazily.
Jisung's messy curls and low hanging tie, Evan's scratched knee and Matt's foggy eyes.

This was his family.

Suddenly he was hit with the desire to protect them until the end of times and before he knew it he was pulling them all into a hug.

"Uncle Min, my head hurts" whined Evan.

But Minho hugged them even tighter.

"I love you guys" he mumbled.

"And we love you" was Jisung's soft response.

The window was wide open and Minho had never felt this free in his life.

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