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Jisung had managed to avoid Minho all day. Mostly because Minho left later in the morning after Jisung refused to leave his bed. He didn’t want anything to do with him until he could come up with a response to whatever Minho ask him about last night. He didnt have answer. It just, sorta, happened?
He sat up in bed and buried his face in his hands. He whined when he thought about how he’ll have to talk to him eventually. Why couldn’t he stop doing dumb things with consequnces he doidnt want to deal with?
His phone buzzed on his night stand. His heart jumped into a race to fight for a personal best in how many beats per minute it could sustain without killing him. SHould he look at it? WHat of it was from Minho? But what if it wasnt? If he just didn’t open it, the sender would never know if he looked at the text or not.
He grabe d it and viewd the message just trhough the drop down. He breathed a sigh of releif. It was just Seungmin commenting on something in the groupchat.
That sparked an Idea in Jisung’s head.
H eopeneed the messaging app and went to his personal chat with Seungmin.
He sent: “><”
He waited for a response.
Seungmin: “wwhhaaatttt”
Jisung suddenly felt like he could breath agian.
“go to the club with me?”
He made sure to add the emoji with big pleading wet eyes a couple times at the end.
“Tonight? They have a girls only event. We can’t”
Great. the one night he defineitly needed a night out they had an even he couldn’t go to.
“But i need oouuttttttttttt”
He, sorta, explained.
“Find another club or bar something and I’ll go. I’m not doing the research for you tho. Pick something good.”
Jisung squealed with happiness, then composed himself. He didn’t think he’s ever squealed before. And all for escaping the house was even more unlike himself.
He got busy checking for other places to go. He’d looked at over 20 places by the time he found one that finally looked interesting. It was some club across town. The reviews seemed to be pretty good, for a club anyway. SO he sent the location to Seungmin.
“This one” he added in a second text.
“Alright,” Seungmin responded. Then added “WHat time?”
“8 sound good?”
“ill meet you outside the doors”
Jisung jumped out of bed and ran to his closet to pick out an outfit. A Black silk shirt he had purchased recently with some tight, but not too tight pants and belt. A couple of accessories and he was on to deciding if he wanted to add makeup for some extra flare. Felix had convinced him to get some makeup of he own, which he has played around with when home alone.
He decided he’d go with some curled lashes with mascara and eyeliner. Plus some rosy cheeks and lips that would mak ehim extra kissable.
Thats when he spotted the unopened nail polish he had also bought when he was on a shopping spree with felix. WHy not add even more flare?
The rest of the time until he definitely needed to actually get ready, he spent painting all of his nails. One wouldn’t think it would take long, but it was his first time and he was going for perfection, so starting over was 90% of what he was actually dooing.
FINALLy he had perfect nails on both his hands and feet. One may ask why he did his toes and becuase even though no one would see them, or at least he wasn’t currently intending for anyone to see them, it felt necessary for both his toes and fingers to match.
By then it was late and he realized he shouldve eaten befor ehe started because he hadn’t noticed with with all his concentration that he was actually starving. SO he stumbled to the fridge and open the door in hopes of finding something fast he could shove down his throat before he collapsed.
Lef tover cheesecake. Condiments…. more… condiments….
“Oh fuck me,” he whispered and dropped to the floor.
He would eat the cheesecake, but his stomach does not do well with tons of sugar being the first thing he eats on an empty stomach.
“Freezer, please,” he begged before grabbing the drawer handle pulling it open as he backed up, praying he had something he could warm up for a maximum of 2 minutes and it’d be ready.
ice cream… chicken nuggets!!!
“This’ll work,” he muttered and grabbed it.
He opened it and threw some on plate and microwaved them as instructed.
Ok not actually as instructed because the instuctions are wrong. One minute, flip, one minute, done!
He grabbed his favrotie condiment variety and ate his little nuggets, also forgetting that he was now on a time crunch as well with making it to the club on time. Right nw food was more important.
When he officially began to get ready for his night out, he had completely forgotten he had a tmeporary roommate. Hi s music was blasting, he was singing along as he did his makeup, which of course still took a few tries, but was better than when he had first started trying mkaeup.
He danced around his bathroom and apartment.
“Shit,” he gasped. “I never picked out a cologne! WHich is arguably one of the most important parts of an outfit.”
He looked at himsel fin the mirror. He wore his completed looked other than lacking a few jewellery realated accessories. His brows furrowed as he thought and then made his way to his cologne and perfumes collection. He looked through his options, considering which would go best with his outfit.
Unsurprisingly, he picked Sauvage by Dior.
It was one of his favorites anyway.
H then went to pick out oa watch and noticed the time.
“Fucking shit! I am gonna be so llate! I haven’t even called Jinyoung to pick me up! oh fuck, fuck, fuck—” grabbed eveerything he needed, or at least he hoped he did and was calling his driver as he opened the door and nearly slammed full body into Minho, who was fishing out his key to unlock the door.
Jisung paused. Minho paused.
Minho looked him up and down, a hard swallow evident by the bobbing of his adams apple.
“Going out?” he asked, trying to sound casual.
Jisung just stared, mouth open, arms cradling his things, and phone to his ear.
“Uh,” was all mustered until his driver picked up the call. He rushed around him and gave a small and basically inaudible “Byee!”, leaving Minho in the dust and sort of confused.