strawberry shortcake

*50. night out

Enjoy the chapter, I apologize for any possible mistakes <3
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"What?" Minho huffed while munching on the dessert Jisung had bought him on their way back to the campus to 'make his classes go faster'.

Ever since he came back, Chan didn't stop staring at him with a smirk that he did not like one bit. It was teasing and he had no idea what the older possibly knew that he didn't.

"Nothing." Again with that teasing voice that made Minho roll his eyes in clear annoyance.

"Then stop staring, you weirdo." He picked up one scrunched up paper that was laying on the desk and threw it at Chan's head who ducked and covered it with his hands while giggling like a little child.

"How was your date?" Still giggling he held his hands in front of his face to cover from another paper attack. "It wasn't a date, we just went to get food." Minho stated, his voice betraying him and coming out more like a whine at the teasing.

Chan found him adorable, but he would never say it out loud for he knew he would probably end up being suffocated by the papers.

"Yeah, good for you two." Minho rolled his eyes again, now with a small smile playing on his lips though.

"What about you? How'd you spend the break?"

"I went home and worked on some emails. Then I went to the shooting range for a while, took a shower and now I'm here." He shrugged and Minho couldn't believe his ears. "You did all that? Chan you should catch a break. I told Jisung to not give you this job because I know how much you overwork yourself, it's not healthy. We're worried about you."

"I'm fine."

"Okay, sure, I'll make Jisung make you have a vacation anyways."

"Minho, none of us is safe right now, it's the worst time for a vacation even if he let me take one." He shook his head in disagreement and folded his arms on his chest while the younger subtly pouted again.

"Hyung... just rest when you can and don't overwork yourself please." Chan internally cooed and leaned closer to him to ruffle his hair. "Okay. I'll be fine Minho, don't worry about me."

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"Minhooo," Jisung whined, rolling in bed so he laid on Minho's back, pressing him flush to the mattress. The older huffed with the new weight crushing his lungs and let out a breathy laugh at the boy's whining. He's been like that since he came home from work and found Minho reading in their bed.

"Come drinking with me! Please please please please please. I wanna get drunk with you and dance and maybe have drunk sex when you don't have to wake up tomorrow."

Minho giggled at his boyfriends antiques and shook his head in disbelief.

"If you want to get laid just say so. We don't have to get drunk to have sex."

"But the alcohol makes it better." Jisung whined again, now turning around once more so he laid right next to the other and stared into his eyes with a pout. "Pleaaaase Minho."

"God, you're so annoying..." Minho groaned back in a playful manner, turning them both around so he hovered over Jisung, caging him between his arms.

The younger's breath hitched at the new position and he found himself staring at his lover's face as if hypnotized by its beauty.

"You won't let me breathe until I go, right?"

Jisung's lips spread into a big grin and he leaned up to whisper into Minho's right ear. "Never."

After lots of making out and few drinks for starters the both of them finally got ready and made their way to one of the clubs Jisung owned. He insisted on going there, because of the obvious benefits meaning they had something like all inclusive and if things were to go down there were places for him for any situation.