King | Minsung AU

9

"this is him~"

"my name is jisung, we met at the bar last night?" jisung sat on the couch uncomfortably, his heart racing.

"ah yes, squirrel boy." jisung laughed lightheartedly.

"so, i was wondering if maybe you wanted to hang out?"

"sure! ill pick you up in an hour?" jisung's mind is racing, but he manages to choke out an 'okay bye' before hanging up.
he comes to his senses soon after sends an apology through text, making sure to send his address along with it.
he stressed for a bit trying to figure out what to wear, but soon gives up and just puts on a sweatshirt and jeans. a knock on the door startles him.

"hey~"

"h-hey"

"so, where are you taking me?"

"im not sure, i think we'll just hit up some of my favorite spots~"

~~~~~

minho was tired.
very tired.
he hadn't slept well in days, after meeting that boy.
he can't get him out of his mind.
he had two days left- and all he had, was a boy.
a boy who, mind you, wanted nothing to do with him. he had no one to court and no one to love.
his parents hated him, as always. and his mother was frightening as ever.

"maybe if i see him."
but how?
the only thing he could think of was, the bar~