🤍I don't like him, he likes me🤍 | Minsung

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"What are you doing?" Changbin asked when he saw Minho crouching beside his bed, looking intensely at something.

"Oh, just some old album." Minho showed him the almost torn up album. Changbin's eyes beamed with excitement when he saw the junk in Minho's hand.

"Where did you find it?"

"In one of the drawers." Changbin quickly take a look on the old album. As he's expected, it's the photo album of their 3racha journey.

"I thought it was missing." Changbin told him. They've been searching for the album before but to no avail. They never knew it was Jisung who secretly kept their album.

"Why you look sad?" Changbin asked as soon a he saw Minho's face. He then shifted his gaze to the album that showed photos of Jisung and Chan.

"Yah! I'll hit you if you're feeling jealous because of this." Changbin threatened.

"Why? Why can't I feel jealous over this?" Changbin sighed before patting Minho's shoulder.

"No, Chan is just a family figure for Han. And you're the one he loves. What he's feeling for both of you are totally different." Minho wasn't satisfied with Changbin's words so he continued sulking.

"Ah, why? Minho hyung, come on. You know their relationship is nothing like lovers." Minho sighed.

"I know. But I can't help feeling jealous sometimes." Seeing the solemn atmosphere, Changbin followed sighing beside Minho.

"Me too. I'm jealous too." Minho gave him a weird look.

"Why the fuck are you jealous?"

"I can be jealous too you know? Sometimes jealousy between friends hurt more than lovers."

"Why? Did something happen?"

"Nothing really. I just hope Han would love me more." Changbin chuckled after saying that. Minho knew Changbin was masking his sadness with that laugh. He decided to pat Changbin's shoulder as a form of support and comfort.

"But he still loves you."

"I know. And he loves you too." Changbin teased. Minho try to hide his smile but the thin line still appeared.

"I'm still curious to why he likes you at the first place. Han isn't one to suddenly like someone just because he dm'ed them in Instagram. What have you done to him?"

"How would I know?" Minho replied.

"Maybe you did something you didn't realize. You helped him maybe, when he fall?" Changbin tried to find a reason.

"That cliche first meeting thing? I don't think so. I never help anyone when they fall yet." Minho rebutted Changbin's first guess.

"You bought him cheesecake maybe?"

"Why the fuck would I buy a cheesecake for stranger?" Changbin chuckled.

"Valid. Hmm, how about randomly talking to strangers?"

"I do that a lot." And right then, suddenly something snapped in his memory.

"5th floor, 3rd room from the right." Minho recalled something and Changbin quickly gasped in surprise.

"That's our old practice room." Changbin excitedly told him.

"So, something did happened. What is it?" Minho stared into the distance, trying to recall every bit of the memories left.

It was vague, but he remembered talking to someone in that room.