Jisung and Felix stepped into their favorite bar. The bartender greeted them with a nod as they slid into their usual booth in the corner, away from the crowd.
Jisung took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the news he was about to share with his friend. He watched as Felix signaled the bartender for their usual drinks—two glasses of whiskey on the rocks. The glasses arrived quickly, and Jisung took a sip, savoring the burn as it slid down his throat.
"So, there are alot of things i want to tell you," Jisung began, his fingers tracing the rim of his glass.
Felix raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "What's up?"
Jisung hesitated for a moment before diving in. "I ran into Soobin . we are friends again. I'm so happy but bit scared. Cause maybe minho won't like me having so many friends."
Felix's reaction was immediate. His eyes widened in shock, but he quickly masked it with a smile, nodding slowly. "That's… surprising," he said carefully, taking a sip of his drink to buy himself some time. "But i think minho won't mind. Anyways , good for you, Ji. Really."
Jisung searched Felix's face for any sign of discomfort or hidden meaning, but all he saw was Felix's usual warm and supportive demeanor. He smiled, feeling a sense of relief. "Thanks, Felix. It feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I am worried about minho's reaction.."
"Just buy him flowers . give him those and kiss his cheeks softly. Trust me that guy can even die for you after that. Wait.. He can die for you even if you don't do that" felix said. Fangirling over his own friend's relationship.
They continued their conversation, talking about other things and catching up on life. But Felix's mind was racing, trying to process the implications of this unexpected reunion.
Later that night, after they had parted ways, Jisung returned home, feeling lighter than he had in a long time. He took a hot shower and settled into bed, his thoughts still lingering on the day's events.
Meanwhile, Felix's mind was far from at ease. He paced back and forth in his living room, his phone in hand. Finally, he took a deep breath and dialed Minho's number.
"Hey, Felix," Minho answered, his voice calm and steady.
"Minho, we need to talk," Felix said, his voice a mixture of urgency and concern. "Jisung and Soobin… they're friends ."
There was a pause on the other end of the line. "Soobin? As in Yeonjun's husband, Soobin?" Minho's voice had an edge to it now.
"Yes," Felix confirmed, feeling a knot tighten in his stomach.
Minho sighed heavily. "This complicates things. You know what you have to do now, right?"
Felix nodded, even though Minho couldn't see him. "I'll make sure of things," he said, determination settling in his chest.
The call ended, and Felix stared at his phone for a long moment. He knew what was at stake, and he couldn't afford to let anything slip through the cracks. As much as he cared for Jisung, there were bigger things at play now. And he had to be careful.
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