Super Bowl | minsung

5 - 다섯

came for a bite, now you're so addicted

Yeah thank you come again

Everything you craving, yeah it's all me

Everything invented, that was all me yeah

Jisung and Seungmin met up at Levanter, their favorite café—a little nook away from the bustle of the city. After taking their seats, Jisung was unable to contain himself any longer. "Seungmin, I need to talk to you about Minho," he said in an unclear and irritated tone.

With a look of concern, Seungmin leaned forward. "What happened? Did he harm you in any way?

Jisung sighed and shook his head. "Not really. It's only... I don't know what to think. He seems like he's playing a game one moment, then he's all nice the next."

Seungmin gave a sympathetic nod." Jisung, Minho isn't a fuckboy. Sure, he's a hottie, but Hyunjin has told me everything. He wouldn't lie about Minho."

Jisung had a doubtful expression. "But how can I know for sure? I mean, Hyunjin might be biased just cause they're friends."

Reaching across the table, Seungmin put a comforting hand on Jisung's. "Minho is unique, I assure you. Yes, he is possessive but he's also sincere and genuine. All you have to do is look past the surface."

Biting his lip, Jisung struggled to suppress his growing interest." I'm not sure, Seungmin. Should I try to stay away from him and ignore him or should I see what he does next and- "

Seungmin gave a quiet smile. "Jisung, give it some time. Watch how events unfold. You are not required to decide at this time."

Seungmin arrived at Jisung's residence the following day, carrying a laptop and having a determined expression on his face. "What are you doing here?" Confused, Jisung asked.

Seungmin said, "Helping you make a decision," and he plugged his laptop into the television. The title of the PowerPoint presentation he opened was "Minho: Pros and Cons."

Jisung was unable to suppress a laugh. "Seriously? You made a presentation?"

Seungmin smiled. Yes. Let's analyze it. Lets start with the pros, first of all he's hot." A photo of Minho wearing a sharp suit popped up on the monitor.

With a sly smile, Jisung gave a nod. "Okay, can't argue with that."

"Next, he's rich," Seungmin added, displaying a picture of Minho's luxurious vehicle. "And according to Hyunjin, he's not a fuckboy but a heartthrob." A separate image featured Minho and Hyunjin together, radiating casual elegance.

Jisung let out a sigh. Alright, I'll grant you that. And yes, he's hot—really, really, really fine."

Seungmin laughed. "Exactly. The cons, now for the quotes: "Perhaps he's just looking for someone to screw with," he added, holding up a tabloid headline with Minho's name. "You don't know him properly, only what you've read about him on the internet." The next slide displayed a variety of rumors. "And he's a mafia leader, feared by everyone, including you."

Jisung frowns. "Yeah, that part really scares me."

Seungmin gave a nod. "I get that. But keep in mind that you have an opportunity to get to know him better. In one week, Hyunjin will be hosting another party. You can wait to see whether Minho approaches you once more before making a decision."

Sense the weight of the choice in front of him, Jisung inhaled deeply. "All right, I'll try it out. However, I'm out if he makes any strange movements."

Seungmin smiled in relief. "That's reasonable. Simply maintain an open mind."

Jisung found himself thinking about Minho more often than he would have liked to admit as the week went by. He was excited and nervous at the same time since he could still clearly recall Minho's commanding stare and his certain manner.

Finally, the evening of Hyunjin's party arrived. Jisung took great care when dressing, making sure his outfit was both fashionable and cozy. He could not help but feel a twinge of anticipation as he sprayed on his favorite fragrance, the same one Minho complimented him about. He would see Minho again tonight, and maybe he would get the answers he was looking for.

The villa was significantly fancier than it had been previously, with plenty of music and laughing. Jisung threaded his way through the crowd, his eyes searchingly for Minho. He discovered Hyunjin and Seungmin next to the bar, where they grinned encouragingly at each other.

Jisung inhaled deeply, preparing himself for whatever the evening would contain. He knew deep inside that everything may change tonight. If only Minho would reveal his genuine intentions, he was prepared to decide whether to embrace the unknown or go back to his comfort zone.

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The much-anticipated celebration started a week later. Music and laughter filled the air, creating a buzz of activity throughout the property. Feeling uncomfortable in the crowded halls, Jisung discovered that Seungmin had once again abandoned him for his Boyfriend, Hyunjin.

Jisung headed to the library, his favorite haven, in search of comfort and this time he brought a full glass of soju. The smell of ancient books and the peace was a soothing distraction from the overpowering partying. He took a seat in an armchair, sipped his drink, and let the serenity to envelope him.

Jisung stiffened as the door swung open and Minho's distinct voice disturbed the stillness. "Ah, I knew I would find you here

Jisung felt his heart pound. He wasn't prepared for Minho to approach him once more and so fast he thought maybe he will see him later the evening but not now. Minho was next to him before he could respond, his presence strong and intense. Minho didn't think twice this time. With easy grace, he pulled Jisung from the armchair, took a seat, and placed Jisung on his lap, his back facing him.

With his head tucked in Jisung's neck and his nose smelling him once again, Minho said, "Fuck, you make me crave you more and more with that delicious smell."

"Yah, let me go! I can go to the police and report you for assault!" Jisung protested and made an effort to break free. However, Minho only laughed, a quiet, assured laugh.

Minho said, "Oh, I would love to see you try," fully aware that the police would take no action against him. His impact was widespread and profound.

Now that Minho's glass was empty, he forced Jisung to stand. Taking Jisung's wrist firmly, he led him to the kitchen so he could have another drink.

"Go buy yourself a dog if you want something to follow you everywhere," Jisung angrily said, his speech a little slurred from the drink.

"Why buy a dog when I can have a squirrel?" Minho replied smoothly, a grin crossing his lips.

The soft glow created by the ambient lighting in the kitchen gave the scene a more personal touch. Minho continued to stare at Jisung as he poured himself another glass. There was a noticeable tension between them that none of them could ignore.

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