Leaf Me Alone // minsung

「⸙ ch.32 ⸙」

JISUNG

Neither me nor Felix ever pointed out the fact that we now slept with two new plushies in our arms; he snuggled up with the piglet every night, whilst I patted the little cat on the head every time I left the room.

Giving the cat a final pat on the head, I smiled at it as I stepped out of the door, falling into step with Felix as we walked to the dining room. Both of us had no classes all morning, so we productively spent our time in the morning lazing around in bed, scrolling on our phones and sending each other memes. Very useful.

As soon as Hyunjin saw us walking over, he dragged us both by the arm towards the table, insisting that we participate in the revolutionary game of Fuck, Marry, Kill that he started a few moments prior. Felix had barely sat his ass down beside Changbin when Jeongin fired a question at him.

"Lix, fuck marry kill: Changbin, Jisung and Chan."

Without hesitation, Felix gave his first answer. "Kill Jisung."

"Hey!" I could only let out a sound of protest before I was quickly shushed by Jeongin, leaning across the table to hear the rest of Felix's answer.

Despite having the audacity to kill me, Felix continued with no sign of remorse whatsoever, "Marry Changbin... and then fuck Chan, I guess."

I didn't miss Jeongin's gaze darting to Changbin, who - for some mysterious, unknown reason - had turned the colour of an overripe tomato and suddenly found the table very interesting. With a small grin and a satisfied nod, like he had confirmed something, Jeongin leaned back in his seat.

Felix pointed a finger at Hyunjin. "Uh... Jisung, Seungmin and Jeongin, go."

Hyunjin grinned. "Kill Jisung, fuck Seungmin, marry Jeongin."

"Hey! What have I done to deserve this?" I complained. Loudly.

"Maybe if you danced better, I'd consider fucking you."

"I dance perfectly fine, thank you very much." I stuck my tongue out at Hyunjin, who stuck his tongue out at me and made a slitting motion over his throat. This action earnt him a very earnest middle finger.

"Fine then, Sung. Fuck, marry, kill: Felix, Minho, Seungmin."

"Kill Felix, fuck Seungmin and... marry Minho, I guess?"

Changbin let out an outraged gasp. "How dare you kill Lix!"

My eyes widened at this blatant favouritism. "He killed me first!"

"That's probably because you deserved it."

"Says the dude built like a brick wall! And one of those uselessly short ones that literally don't do anything too."

Seungmin butted into the conversation from where he was curled up beside Hyunjin. "Also, ew, no. I'm not touching you with your clothes on with a five-foot pole. If your clothes were off, I'm pretty sure I would scream and run in the opposite direction."

Standing up, I prepared to defend myself against these baseless accusations until my very last breath. "Okay, first of all, I personally find myself pretty hot even with my clothes on-"

"I'd have to agree with you there, dearest wife of mine." A voice sounded from right behind me, and I let out a very un-hot screeching noise, whipping around to face none other than Minho, eyeing me up and down with his lips curved into a small smile and his eyes shining with satisfaction at scaring me.

Wait, rewind. Wife?

"Who the hell are you calling your wife?"

Minho blinked at me, the picture of innocence, and if I didn't know better I'd have thought he was pouting at me. "Didn't you just say you were going to marry me?"