Ramè || MINSUNG

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"How do I look?" Jisung posed in front of Jinyoung, the older letting out a sigh and he stood up.

"You look fine." Knocking on Minho's bedroom door the other came out, dressed in a similar suit to Jisung and Jinyoung's.

It was the night or the gala. The one that they had all worked hard on.
Getting into Minho's car the trio headed towards the place that it was being held at, only stopping once at a 24/7 store because Jisung wanted some apple juice.

"Wow!" Was all that left Jisung's mouth for the last two minutes since they pulled up at the place, it was humongous.

"Welcome to Park Plaza." The butler at the door gave the three men a gracious bow as he held the door open for them.

"Park? As in Jisung? Seonghwa? Jimin?!"

"Jaehyung. Jae was nice enough to let us use one of the ball rooms he owned."

"Jaehyung as in the same Jaehyung who got his legs stuck in a folding chair? The same Jaehyung who insist that he's not pitiful and wants to be called Jae?"

"Yeah."

As the three moved their way to the center Minho gulped at the sight of the corporation 17, all thirteen members dressed to their best. Breaking away from Pledis Entertainment they were able to establish their own company.

"It's gonna be a long night." Jinyoung sighed.

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Three glasses of champagne and four glasses of red wine later Minho was seated at one of the round tables, too buzzed to move even one foot away from it. Jisung rubbed his back, to keep him from getting up.

"Thanks Mark." Minho groaned as he let out a wine scented burp.

"It's Jisung silly." Jisung let out a chuckle at his drunken boyfriends mistake.

"Who? The kid?" Minho's tone was sassy but still sad.

"Jisung. Your boyfriend." Jisung was getting worried, mentally bracing himself for what was to come.

"I swear Mark, I don't love him. I just wanted you back. But look at you now. Married," Minho groaned as he placed his face into his hands. "He means nothing to me, you're all I want." Jisung felt tears prick at his eyes, for he didn't know if these were true statements or if it was just the alcohol.

"You're drunk. You don't mean it," Jisung was mumbling reassuring statements to himself while the elder slumped over on the table, finally passing out. "I... I gotta go." Standing up Jisung left Minho on the table, quickly walking off while wiping his eyes.

"What's the rush little man?" Jinyoung caught Jisung by the sleeve of his suit, eyes showing his worry.

"Did you know?" Jisung's tone was harsh.

"Know what?" Jinyoung felt nervousness fill up in his stomach.

"That I was just a bump in the road. A stop sign on Minho's journey to get Mark back?"

Oh shit.

Jinyoung couldn't speak, mind racing with fear of what Minho drunkenly said.

"It's not like that."

Pulling himself away from Jinyoung Jisung fixed his collar. "Seems like it due to the way he talked. Tell him when he sobers up to fuck himself."

Leaving the gala Jisung ran outside of the residence, staring at the sky constantly blinking to make the tears go away.