minho. minsung.

Minho and Jisung are best friends, although they clearly feel something for each other. Their friends constantly joke about them, saying they look like a couple. Of course, they denied it, but everyone could see the sparks flying between them.
They were invited to a party. Naturally, they agreed—how could they refuse an invitation after a boring student day?
The music was upbeat but not too loud. Everyone was dancing and drinking cocktails. Soon, Minho asked Jisung to step outside for some fresh air; they were both a little drunk.
— Don't you want to try? To make what our friends say about us a reality? Minho said, looking straight at Jisung with his dark eyes. Jisung looked back at him.
— Aren't you afraid of the rumors or something?
Jisung replied, and immediately heard the answer.
— I'm not afraid. Lee reached his hand toward his waist and paused, waiting for his consent. Jisung glanced at his hand and then looked at him again.
— Okay. Minho relaxed slightly and placed his palm on his waist, pulling him closer. They touched foreheads, gazing at each other.
— Are you sure? Minho asked, already glancing at his lips.
— Mm-hmm. And so happened their first, terribly tender kiss.
A month later. Their relationship was wonderful, and Jisung was glad he hadn't refused him back at the party. Their relationship was full of intense tactility and tenderness. They hugged always and everywhere, not hiding their relationship.
Today, a friend of Minho's invited him to his birthday party. Of course, Minho warned Jisung, and after getting ready, kissed him on the forehead and left.
Minho promised he would try to be back no later than 12 AM, since they had university the next day. The time is 00:21, Minho isn't home; Jisung started calling and texting him, but he didn't answer. Jisung was very scared and worried about him. Minho returned at 00:48. No, he wasn't drunk, but he looked completely devastated. Han, hearing the door open, jumped off the sofa and ran to the door. He froze, seeing Minho like this...
— Hosha, why weren't you answering? Are you okay? Han asked.
He looked at Jisung and said quietly,
— I'm sorry...
— What happened?
— I... I kissed someone else. I don't know what happened to me back then.

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