Born From Kings - Minsung (Promise Sequel)

Chapter Nine

"You've got to be kidding me," Changbin groaned as he took in the sight of Hyunjin holding a bag full of very fragrant cow dung outside of the JYP Building. "What is that?"

".. cow dung," Minho and Hyunjin said at the same time.

Changbin backed away, wrinkling his nose. "You couldn't think of a better way to get the window open? Maybe something less... poopish?"

"Nope."

"God, you're all idiots," Changbin turned away in disgust. Felix, who stood next to him, was slightly confused. "Wait, Hyung," he turned to Chan and lightly pulled at his sleeve. "What's going on?"

Minho tuned out as Chan began to explain their plan in English, instead turning to the unexpected member of the team that was currently staring at him.

Han Jisung had decided to join them. It was practically a miracle! Minho still could hardly believe he had agreed to join in on the... "fun". Especially knowing that it was to help Minho, who was, of course, trying to break into his own house.

"So, we have two hours until we have to get going to Minho's house. Take this time to... refresh yourself," Hyunjin backed away, still holding the poop. "Where do we hide this?"

"Just hide it in the bush!" Changbin cried.

"Alright, alright," Hyunjin managed to tuck the bag away before he took a breath of fresh air and turned to Minho. "Is everything set and ready to go?"

Minho nodded. This morning, bright and early, Minho had managed to sneak back onto the property and set up not only a rope in which he could climb up to the roof to get into his house, but also a pile of leaves, covered in a tarp to act as a cushion for anybody's fall.

"Is anybody else thirsty?" Chan murmured as he looked around. Most of the boys nodded, and Minho took the lead from there, feeling as if he at least owed the other boys a warm beverage for joining him. "I'll take care of it."

"I-" Minho turned around and found Jisung reaching out for him. When their eyes met, he stopped mid-sentence.

"Hm?"

"I'll go with him," Jisung finished, closing his mouth and slowly retreating to Minho's side. "Come on, let's go inside," he murmured, leading the way into the building.

Minho was officially the most confused he'd been all day. And he had actually gone to school today. Why was Han Jisung, of all people, following him around and wanting to join him in getting the other trainee's beverages?

"Um..." Minho was actually about to ask him when Jisung cut him off.

"Don't think too much."

That was enough to shut Minho up. He carefully watched as Jisung fell in behind the last person in line, Minho following behind him.

"Do you know what everyone wants?" Minho carefully asked Jisung, who was taking out his identification card.

"We can just order whatever, I'm sure they'll drink it."

"Get Hyunjin an Americano," Minho murmured as he stared up at the menu once more. "And I'll get whatever the other guys get. I'm just going to get a bunch of warm coffee. It's cold outside."

"Right," Minho felt as though he should just stay silent. There was a lot of awkward tension that seemed to fill the room whenever he was around Han Jisung.

When it was their turn to order, Minho stepped out of the way, letting Jisung talk to the cashier, who he appeared to know relatively well. But before Jisung could pay, Minho handed his card over and nodded. "Please send it to me."