Minho is straight

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Jisung had been openly gay for several years now, and it seemed he'd been desperately trying to get Minho's attention the whole time. The problem was, Minho just smirked and repeated the same thing over and over again:

• I'm straight, Jisung. Get over it.

And yet there was something strange about it. Whenever Jisung started talking to a guy a little more intimately than usual, they'd suddenly disappear from his life. Some would stop replying to his messages, others would suddenly start avoiding him, and some would even look at Jisung with a frightened expression. Jisung himself never paid any attention to it.

Until this evening.

At a noisy party in someone else’s apartment, one of my acquaintances, already quite drunk, suddenly burst out laughing:

"You seriously don't know? Minho's been driving away all your suitors."

• What?

"Well, maybe not all of them. But definitely a few. He threatened one, and broke another's nose."

• Stop talking nonsense.

— Ask him yourself.

That's exactly what he intended to do. Jisung walked almost the entire apartment, peering into rooms one after another. The music was blaring so loudly that his head was starting to hurt. Finally, he opened another door.

Minho wasn't alone when he sat on the edge of the bed. There was a girl next to him, they were facing each other, and she started to climb on top of Minho. Minho raised his head and met Jisung's gaze.

“Get out,” Jisung snapped at the girl.

She looked at him in surprise, then at Minho, but quickly stormed out of the room. When the door closed behind her, Minho quickly pulled himself together and rose to his feet.

"Are you completely crazy? What do you want?" he hissed.