dms || minsung

xlvi

warning: alcohol use

jisung didn't know what to say- or even do. he opened his mouth to say something but closed it again. what the fuck jisung, say yes.

minho finally looks away and pulls his hand away from jisung's face, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. he sat back in his seat and looked down at his legs, "sorry. i read the situation wrong."

jisung coughs awkwardly and just nods curtly. "uh it's okay." the rapper starts the car up and puts his focus onto the wheel as he starts to drive.

minho's heart was sinking at the situation and he pulls out a phone, sending a sad 'mission failed' text to his groupchat with hyunjin and felix.

minho leans his head on the window, letting the coolness relax him slightly. he could feel tears prick at his eyes but he refused to let them fall. he already got rejected, he wasn't gonna make himself seem more pathetic by crying.

soon enough jisung pulls into minho's apartment buildings parking lot and puts the car in park. he awkwardly looks over at minho and sighs quietly. he was a fool.

"i had fun tonight." the rapper says, offering minho a small smile. minho doesn't respond, just nodding and leaving the car quickly. as soon as jisung was sure minho was out of view, his head falls down and tears stream down his cheeks. why didn't he say yes? he had wanted it. more than anything.

meanwhile, the dancer unlocks his door with shaky hands. his tears had officially started to fall which was blurring his vision slightly. he was hoping his friends had left his apartment and had not decided to stick around and use his netflix account because they were too stubborn to buy their own. but of course, luck wasn't on his side today and his two best friends were on his couch.

"minho!!" hyunjin pipes, shooting up from the couch. "how did it g- why the hell are you crying?"

"he's what?!" felix yells, slipping as he tries to run over to minho to comfort him. hyunjin and felix quickly drag minho to the couch and wrao their arms around him, the tallest leaving a soft kiss on the eldest head.

minho sniffles and buries his head into hyunjin's chest, absorbing the heat the other radiated. the three sit like that for awhile until minho finally sits up.

"he rejected me," minho manages, his voice barely above a whisper. "he couldn't even use his fucking words either."

felix pouts and looks at hyunjin. the two share a quick thought then both decide that minho needs to be pampered then put to bed.

"i'm sorry min," lix says as he cuddles his head against minho's chest.

"i thought he liked me."

***

jisung angrily kicked off his shoes and made his way to the kitchen. he was glad chan and changbin were both out recording a late night sesh. he didn't want to be bothered.

the rapper searches the cabinets quickly, looking for one thing in particular. he smiles mischievously when he finds it- chan's bottle of vodka that was used for stress only- and quickly pours himself a shot. he had no idea how vodka worker, he was only 19, but he figured that once he felt happy again that he would stop.

jisung raises the shot to his mouth and downs it quickly. he cringes at the bitter taste but quickly pours himself another shot.

after six more shots, jisung decides that he needed to stop or he'd be in a lot of trouble with chan for drinking all his emergency vodka. the rapper giggles at the idea if having emergency vodka and he falls to the floor. more giggles erupt and he lays down, rolling around like a kid.