Hearts Don't Lie | Hyunsung

Ch.11: Hyunjin & the Gossipmonger Co.

Hyunjin knew Minho was attractive; no argument there. He was more than just good-looking, with a mix of book smarts and street smarts that made him stand out. Objectively, Hyunjin could understand why someone might fall for Minho but after years of watching the guy, he just didn’t see what all the fuss was about. Sure, Minho was smart, but he was also a clueless idiot—he never even noticed that his current boyfriend had a crush on him for ages until he was confessed to or that Jisung was head-over-heels for him. Good-looking? Absolutely, but everyone in their group had their own appeal. So, don't blame Hyunjin for not seeing what's so special about him. To him, Minho was  just another guy in his eyes.

Now, did Hyunjin sound bitter? Maybe, because at that moment he wanted to do just about anything—up to and including jumping out the car window—to escape the sight of Minho and Chan practically glued together.

As Minho started talking again, Hyunjin rolled his eyes, sinking deeper into his seat, biting back a groan (which he held in because Minho would probably throw a shoe at him and he valued his life). Not that he had a problem with people in love—he didn’t. Seungmin and Jeongin? Adorable, and they knew how to read the room.

Minho and Chan? Not so much. It was like they’d forgotten he was even there (or maybe were choosing to actively ignore him) in the back seat of Chan’s car. Hyunjin had no interest in hearing about Minho’s morning routine post-rough-night-of-whatever—that was more information than he’d ever asked for.

Right now, he really wished Jisung was here. Of course, he couldn't always get everything he wanted  right? Jisung was coming a day later, having given some shaky excuse about needing to look after his family’s dry-cleaning shop. Hyunjin had called bullshit but dropped it, partly because Jisung sounded stressed and partly because he didn’t really care (did he really?). The point was, Jisung was terrible at lying, and Hyunjin knew it (he will eventually find the real reason) but that wasn’t the main issue right now.

No, his immediate problem was figuring out how to subtly remind Minho and Chan that he’d actually been awake for the last thirty minutes and had, unfortunately, overheard their conversation. Again— not his choice.

Even so, he wasn't in any place to be picky because his car broke down and it was either stuck in Changbin's van, which the air-conditioning did not work well with the rest of his friends or hitch a ride with Chan and Minho. He made his choice and the latter was surprisingly not the best option.

“You can sleep, you know?” Chan suggested to Minho who was struggling to keep awake.

“Yeah, but you’re driving, so if I sleep, who’s gonna keep an eye on you in case you nod off, huh?”

“But you didn’t get much sleep last night. You’ll be exhausted once we get there, and I know you’ll want to go exploring right away.”

“Whose fault was that, though?”

“To be fair, it was both of ours, but I’m fine. Just sleep. I’ll put the radio on if I get sleepy.”

Hyunjin gritted his teeth. The last thing he wanted to know was why neither of them had slept.

"I don't need-"

"Please sleep already before I start screaming in the backseat."  Hyunjin cut in, his tone flat. Minho and Chan whipped around, eyes wide.

Hyunjin's head was leaning against the window, looking back at them with empty eyes that would send them shiver if Hyunjin hair wasn't sticking out here and there.

“Oh, shit.” Chan’s eyes widened, finally realizing Hyunjin had been there the whole time.

“When did you wake up?” Minho narrowed his eyes, looking mildly annoyed, though at least he didn’t ask, “When did you get here?” which would’ve made Hyunjin feel even more invisible. Thank goodness, he didn't, right?