What the fuck was I thinking?!
I just told Minho to take me out on a date and I'd forgive him for his sins! How stupid can I be?
He could be some weirdo and try to do weird stuff with me that I don't want to do! Or he could just be... weird!Minhoe
Minhoe:
bet I fucking will.Jisung:
Liar liar liaaarrrMinhoe:
Right now bet. Let's meet in an hour at that beach a couple miles away. I'll take you out on the best date of your entire lifeJisung:
Stop lying to me dumbassMinhoe:
Uncalled for 🗿 but no for real, meet me at that beach in an hour... or don't and I'll just block your numberJisung:
DKDKDKDKS
ReadHello my name is Han Jisung and I'm an idiot.
As soon as I read the last text and replied with keyboard spam, I threw my phone onto the couch and let out a panicked squeak, causing everyone that I was hanging out with the day before to look at me strangely.
"What are you doing?" Felix questioned and I ran over to my shoes, pulling them on and then going back for my phone and my backpack which I had had to bring to Felix's house after school.
"I'll text you later, smoochies, byeee!~" I yelled before slamming the door shut and skeeting down the road, grasping the straps of my backpack and putting my phone in my back pocket.
Once I reached home, I started nearly hyperventilating.
How would this date even turn out? How would Minho treat me? How would I remain calm the entire time?
Would I die of embarrassment?
None of these questions had answers except for the last one, which was a yes for sure.
I changed into some jeans and a sweater, even though it was hot as balls outside. I wasn't about to expose myself to someone I didn't even know.
I put on a pair of converse and then a little bit of makeup, trying to hide the little bit of ugliness I had.
And then I put my swimming trunks into a small bag with a couple of other items like snacks, because I ate a bunch and all the time, my sunglasses, and a water bottle. Then, I was off to the beach.
I ended up taking my skateboard to the beach. My mom didn't trust me to drive, even though I have my license. But it's perfectly normal to not trust me with anything, I fuck everything up somehow so I respect her decision.
I rode all the way to the beach on that damn skateboard, sighing very heavily and half-assed fixing my hair before arriving.
I didn't see Minho there anywhere, so I ended up just making my way over to the little ice cream shack just next to the beach to wait.
I bought a mint chocolate chip ice cream cup and ate it down pretty quickly, yawning softly and stretching when it was completely devoured. But when I least expected it, a voice spoke up from behind me.
"You're Han Jisung, right?"//
A/N:
Stay Cool 😎
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