Author POV
"Hey Joong." Yeosang greeted, Wooyoung was sleeping soundly on his chest, he didn't feel like waking up yet.
"You're gay right?" Hongjoong asked.
"Yeah, why?" Yeosang asked.
"How do you know if you're actually into guys?" Hongjoong asked.
"You just know, when you get those butterflies you've felt with girls or butterflies you've never felt before. When you feel like a teenager who can't control their emotions or hormones when you're around them. You'll know." Yeosang said.
Hongjoong nodded, he was collecting his thoughts.
"Mingi gives me those butterflies. He makes me feel like helpless when I'm around him. I don't think I've ever felt so comfortably helpless before." Hongjoong said.
"Wooyoung makes me feel the same way, he's perfect in every way." Yeosang said gently rubbing Wooyoung's head.
Hongjoong pulled his phone out and it was already on Mingi's contact. He thought about it for a second before opening their messages and he saw bubbles already, his eyes widened and he turned his phone off before it buzzed. He looked at the message and he smiled, Mingi asked him to come over.
"Mingi?" Yeosang asked.
"Mingi." Hongjoong answered.
"Hey, Joong?" Yeosang called.
"Yeah?" Hongjoong answered.
"Heartbroken men are different from heartbroken women. If you're gonna be something with him at least accept that you are something with him." Yeosang said.
"Yes dad." Hongjoong joked, he understood completely though, if he liked Mingi, he liked a man, if he wanted Mingi, he wanted a man.
+Author POV+
Hongjoong had taken his everything shower, he was on the way to his closet, he had heard his phone ring and he saw it was Mingi.
"Hello?" Hongjoong answered.
"Is there anything you're allergic to?" Mingi asked.
"No, why?" Hongjoong asked.
"Just wanted to hear your voice." Mingi said.
Hongjoong smiled and he bent over to check if he had left any hair after he had moisturized.
"What are you wearing?" Hongjoong asked.
"Just some cargo sweats and a shirt. It's nothing fancy." Mingi shrugged, stirring the onions in the pan before turning the knob low.
"Should I wear the same?" Hongjoong asked, looking at a bag Wooyoung left on his bed, he looked in the bag and let out a tiny gasp.
"Are you okay?" Mingi asked, stopping his movement and continuing when Hongjoong hummed a yes.
Hongjoong had been holding something that made him red in the face. He didn't know how to react but he decided to follow through.
"Yes, but should we match?" Hongjoong asked.
"You wanna be like me?" Mingi laughed.
"No one can be like me sweetheart." Hongjoong said, pulling his pants on.
"Mm, sweetheart? That was hot, is that what you used with those girls?" Mingi asked.
"You're so petty." Hongjoong laughed, grabbing his keys.
"I'll see you when you get here." Mingi laughed.
Hongjoong hung up and he giggled, he went to his car. He got excited about the hang out and he imagined what Mingi could possibly have planned.
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Favorite Artist|| MingJoong
Fiksi PenggemarMingi, a porn star attends college just like a regular person. Except he comes across one of his new listeners who's come to the realization that he couldnt listen without getting unbelieveably shy and jittery. This is fiction, any relations to any...
