Lies || minsung ✔️

happy new years!!

NOT CANON (or at least not yet if you get what i mean ;) )

Minho's knees were bouncing nervously, the alcohol in his Solo cup nearly spilling over the edge. 

He checked his watch. 11:34. It was almost the new year, and his eyes scanned the small crowd desperately for a particular boy. 

He figured that Jisung wouldn't come. Parties like this weren't up his alley. Chan came up behind Minho and clapped him hard on the back. 

"Why're you moping? It's New Year's Eve! Lighten up, Minho." Chan was unusally perky and excited, which was explained by his empty cup and slighty slurred words. 

Minho didn't feel like explaining why he was down in order to save his pride. Instead, he stood up and went to the balcony of some fancy penthouse that the party was taking place in. Chan and his connections always got them into some high-end gig. 

His senses sharpened as soon as he stepped away from the blasting music and warm bodies inside the penthouse. The sounds of the music dimmed to a mere pulse, serving only to remind him that he was still at a party. After being surrounded by harsh sounds, the world sounded so quiet, especially from his high vantage point. He could see the whole metropolitan area. He checked his phone. It was 11:42, and he had no notifications. Minho couldn't text Jisung. He didn't want to come off as clingy. 

Minho had personally invited Jisung to come to the party. Obviously, Jisung didn't want to come since he wasn't there now. The fact that Jisung had previously said that he didn't have any plans on New Year's Eve rubbed salt in the wound. 

He glanced at the most recent conversations they've had. Everything had seemed fine with Jisung. He was probably overthinking the whole situtation anyways. This simply wasn't something Jisung would participate in. Minho didn't know why he bothered inviting him. He swirled the alcohol in his cup as if it were a fine wine, not some liquor in a Solo cup. Then, he drank the rest, his muscles relaxing as he felt the alcohol begin going through his system.

Minho sauntered back into the party, heading for the dance floor. He was at the edge of the pit, but eventually, he found himself in the middle, completely forgetting his worries as the alcohol and adrenaline took control.

People began counting down, and a pretty woman pulled Minho aside, glacing up at him with hooded eyes. Her lipstick was bright red against her pale skin, the contrast blinding to Minho. Her movements were sluggish and drunken, but she still managed to get uncomfortably close to Minho with grace. He could smell the alcohol on her breath, and that snapped him back to reality.

"It's been a pleasure, Miss, but I have to be somewhere," Minho said politely, maneuvering himself out of the situation.

The clock struck midnight, and he watched as couples, as well as complete strangers, embraced each other and kissed. He stared wistfully, wishing that he was with Han Jisung.

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Meanwhile, Jisung was hunched over the toilet, vomiting everything that was in his stomach.

His pale, clammy hands reached for his phone to see that it was 12:01.

"What a great way to start off the year," he mumbled to himself before lurching towards the toilet once again.

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Jisung awoke the next day, still feeling a bit weak. Still, he felt so much better than the night before. Once he was done puking that night, he stuffed himself with medicine and crashed. He checked his phone and saw a message from Minho.

[minnie~]

< happy new years!! (＾▽＾)

< i'm thinking about you ♥

Jisung remembered how Minho had eagerly invited him to a party last night, his gleaming eyes filled with hope. 

He would've gone, had he not been puking his guts out. So, Jisung sent a quick text asking if he could come over to Minho's later, to which he got an excited message in reply.

By the time Jisung was going to leave his apartment, he felt perfectly fine. In fact, he felt better than usual since he was going to see Minho. 

The door swung open after the first knock. Minho stood in the doorway. He was radiating a different energy than usual, though. Today, he seemed almost upset compared to his typical excited, flirty mood. 

"Uh, hi," Jisung said awkwardly, stepping into the house. "I haven't seen you in a year," he joked nervously in a failed attempt to lighten the heavy mood.

Minho gripped Jisung's wrist, pulling him to his bedroom, where he promptly sat Jisung down. He took a seat next to Jisung, his gaze sharp and intense.

Suddenly, Jisung's lips felt warm. He opened his eyes in surprise, not realizing that he closed them in the first place. He saw Minho kissing him.

"Hi, Jisung," he rasped after a few seconds. Minho pulled away and inspected Jisung, gauging his reaction. 

To be perfectly honest, Jisung was enjoying it. A lot.

This time, Jisung leaned in, initiating another kiss. Minho felt the younger smile. "Are you feeling alright, baby?"

They barely paused for Minho to respond. "This is to make up for you not being there yesterday. I had to watch all of these other people make out when it hit midnight." Minho moved from Jisung's lips and worked his way to his jaw, then his neck. "And I also might be a little bit hungover."

Jisung laughed, pushing MInho off of him. "Hey, stop it. You're too bold when you're hungover. Shouldn't you be groggy instead of horny?"

Minho looked up at Jisung with puppy-dog eyes, pouting. "But I missed you!" he whined. He paused as if he were contemplating his next sentence. "Why didn't you come last night?"

Jisung sighed, stroking Minho's hair. "I had food poisoning. I was stuck in the bathroom for hours last night."

Minho drew lazy circles into Jisung's back. "Oh, baby. Are you okay? Should I make some soup for you?"

Jisung shook his head, leaning into Minho's warm embrace. "Can we just stay like this?"

Minho smiled lightly, nuzzling into Jisung's hair. "I'd like that."

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ok so i was tired of jisung refusing to be gay so i wrote this

i know it's already 2020 in a lot of countries already, but i have like,, a few minutes until 2020 (it's been the new year for like, 15 hours in korea already)

uhh, so this took place after they got together, but it was still in the awkward phase. also, han jisung is more confident and i'm weak- (in addition, this is not canon, which means it doesn't actually happen in the story. i mean, it's august right now in the plot, so- it just doesn't make sense, you know? i wanted to write something because i'm in a really creative mood right now :) )

and i don't know if people everywhere kiss when it's the new year?? so sorry if that was confusing

also my dad made me come sit with him for new years so it's 2020 now for me lmao

i was trying to play levanter at a certain time so that felix would say "it's all good now" to start off my 2020 and then i miSSED THE TIME I'M SO UPSET

also for scientific research, what do you think jisung would describe love as?

also for scientific research, if you read reader x idol fanfics, do you read "y/n" as your actual name? if not, what do you read it as??? (i read it as the individual letters, like "why en" lmaooo)