Strictly Business / Minsung

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"His credit card?" Minho's father had asked in pure bewilderment after Minho had suggested that they should sit down and talk about the situation, "you're saying he wasn't here he just asked you to hold his card and you accidentally brought it home with you?"

Minho nodded but even he knew how utterly unbelievable his lie was.

"Do you even realise how ridiculous that sounds?" His father scoffed, "why could he possibly need to have his credit card out at Mr Hwang's house?"

"We were online shopping, Jisung bought a new phone case," Minho explained quickly.

"You really expect me to believe that?"

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not but that's the truth, there is literally no reason why Jisung would've been here anyway," Minho shot back and his father only shook his head in anger.

"If I find out that that boy has been under this roof there will be hell to pay," Mr Lee spat before storming out of the living room and slamming the door on his way out. Almost as soon as he left, Minho's mother ran into the room with a worried expression.

"What were you thinking?" she asked, "how did Jisung manage to leave his credit card here?"

"He was showing me the cool design on it," Minho groaned as he grabbed his phone from the coffee table next to him.

"Well regardless, as long as that's the only one of his things that's here, your father should leave you alone just..." she trailed off for a second before sighing, "be a bit more careful next time?"

"Of course," Minho nodded, "I'm sorry mom."

"It's okay," she ruffled Minho's hair fondly, "anyway, what did you do?"

"We built a fort!" Minho recalled excitedly but still in a hush voice, "we had so many plans like we were gonna make pancakes and so many things but we ended up building the fort and then Jisung fell asleep on me like literally on me."

"Sounds like you had fun thought at least so it was worth it," his mother beamed upon seeing her son's gleaming smile.

"It was more than worth it," Minho affirmed. Their conversation ended at that and his mother left the room feeling more than satisfied with her decision to allow Jisung to stay over. Her son, of course, knew by now that she was setting up as many situations as she could where they could be together and it was comforting knowing that she was fighting for his happiness.

The truth was that the Lee heir could feel himself falling deeper for Han Jisung with every passing day. They had known each other for the shortest amount of time but, at risk of sounding cliche, Minho would say that he felt like he'd known Jisung his entire life. Everything about them complimented each other so well, their personalities fit together brilliantly with Minho's confidence being able to break Jisung out of his shell with ease. They were almost made for each other, Minho supposed.

His phone went off then, disrupting his thoughts rather rudely but his annoyance softened slightly when he saw that the message had come from Ryujin. 'Did you even consider inviting me to your little sleepover?' She had written and Minho chuckled at this.

'How did you even know about that?' He sent back and he could just imagine Ryujin laughing at her screen. Her ability to always know what was going on was nothing if not utterly terrifying.

'Jisung is crying to me about it' a message came a few seconds later and was followed by, 'apparently you were really cute and soft and you didn't move even though he fell asleep while you were in a really uncomfortable position?' a few seconds after that.

Minho didn't have to look into a mirror to know that his face had flushed a bright red. Did Jisung really think that about him? Had he really said that Minho was cute and soft?

His phone pinged again 'also he said he wants his credit card back.'

"Oh shit," Minho cursed under his breath as he realised that he had left Jisung's card in his father's hands.

He changed chats quickly and typed a message out to Jisung, 'don't worry about your card i'll get it back to you!! it just gives me another chance to see you right?'

Barely noticing that the message he had just fired off was slightly flirty, the boy set his phone down and instantly began a tour around the house to find his father. After a few minutes, he saw a figure sat in his father's office and he knocked a few times before walking in. The man looked up at Minho from his desk with a questioning gaze before speaking, "and what brings you in here?"

"I need Jisung's card, I'm going to return it to him," Minho stated and his father just let out a laugh.

"Do you really think I will allow you to meet with him so freely? I will return this card straight into the hands of his father," Minho's dad shook his head as if the words his son had just spoken were a joke, "you can shut the door on your way out."

"I'm an adult," Minho pressed as he completely ignored the man's command, "I can have friends that you don't like because I am my own person and I am an adult therefore I have a right to make my own decisions."

"While you are in my house and living from my money you will follow my rules," Mr Lee spoke back calmly which only fuelled Minho's inner anger.

"So you're saying you would rather have your son move out and have no money to live on than him be friends with Han Jisung?" the boy questioned.

"If that's how you want to interpret my words then so be it." Minho's jaw dropped to the floor.

"I think sometimes you forget that I am your son and that the feelings and well-being of your family should come first over any business dispute, it's a wonder I still care for you and have any affection for you at all," Minho spat back as he desperately tried to conceal how much his father's words had hurt him. The boy all but ran from the room with tears threatening to spill from his eyes as he reached his bedroom and flopped down on his bed.

Surely his father didn't mean it? Surely he wouldn't disown him for something so trivial as making a friend? Or, Minho thought, rather bitterly, hopefully something more.

In that moment, Minho began to wish that his feelings for Han Jisung would simply disappear. Yet, when he thought of the boy's bright smile and his nerves upon their first meeting and how he had so easily opened up to Minho upon learning that they were alike, the dancer once again couldn't still his rapidly beating heart. The feelings were still there and being around Jisung made Minho feel so free, why should he simply toss away his happiness for a man who doesn't care about him?

"You shouldn't," Minho spoke aloud before burying his head in his pillow and letting his emotions lull him to sleep.

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