King | Minsung AU

8

"𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦?"

"well..his name is jisung."

"his?!"

"yes his."

"you will not be marrying a boy lee minho."

his father's words hurt more than anything. he just wanted him to be happy right? wrong. he just wanted children to continue on the family name.

minho sighed, "it's fine..i'm not gay anyway..."

"that's what i thought. now, finish your dinner and go to your room, i don't want to have this conversation again. do you understand?"

minho finished his food and did as he was told, but for some reason, he couldn't help but think of the squirrel faced boy. he wondered if maybe, just maybe, he was in the other's mind. maybe, just maybe, he was thinking of him too.

~~~~~

jisung sat quietly in the car. he had explained everything to felix, leaving out the part about getting the number of the cute bartender for later.

"i told you, you shouldn't have gone to the bar alone didn't i?" jisung kept his face solemn, he simply replied with a groan.

"you're so overprotective sometimes it's not even funny at this point."

he frowned for a moment before going back to his usual bubbly self, "well i'm sorry i care about you, you stupid squirrel. maybe i'll leave you with the prince in his castle next time." jisung groaned again.

"the sad part about it all, was even though he was a prick, he was so hot." the blond looked at him knowingly, a slight smirk present on his face.

"don't give me that look!" they both laughed. the rest of the car ride was filled with jokes and laughing, the atmosphere so much more comfortable than it probably should have been.

the two headed home, felix's boyfriend calling him when they walked in. "it's changbin, you gonna be alright here alone?"

jisung nodded, "i'll be fine lix, go have fun with your stupid lover." his face lit up and he smiled at him before running out the door.

jisung sat down, a certain boy in his mind. he started to wonder if he should try and find him. he soon changed his mind when he remembered he had his number.

the squirrel picked up his phone, dialed the number on the slip of paper he had, and waited. one ring, two rings, and then he picked up.

"hello?"

"hi, uhm, is this seungmin?"