pretty boy || minsung

11

"chan hyung, thank you so much for buying ramen AND drinks!" minho laughed as he threw his arm around chan.

"i wouldn't be paying for drinks if SOMEONE didn't push me." chan replied, rolling his eyes.

"hey, you lived." minho shrugged.

"whatever." chan sighed, walking out of the convenience store with all of his kid- friends. his friends.

they sat back down in the park, enjoying their cup ramen and sodas. they continued to talk and eventually, jackson's party became the topic of conversation.

"we're going to jackson's party tonight." chan said.

"yay, being mean to him is fun." minho smiled.

"minho's hobby is being mean to men." changbin said, making everyone laugh.

"so what? what about it?" minho huffed, taking a drink.

"we'll go too." jisung chimed in.

"are you gonna sit on the bathroom floor and draw the entire time again?" minho asked.

"who knows, maybe i'll give myself another stick n poke this time." jisung shrugged.

"you have to give me a stick n poke, please." minho was ready to get on his knees and beg.

"maybe, who knows." jisung slyly smiled.

"okay okay, what are we wearing?" seungmin asked (he's not a party person, he prefers books).

"i'm probably going to wear my gold dress. or my black one with gold accessories. i don't know i'm feeling golden." minho shrugged.

"okay, guess we'll find out." jeongin shrugged.

time skip, 7:24 pm.

"fuck i'm so hot." minho moaned as he looked at himself in the mirror.

"oh my god, what the hell?" chan looked mortified as he stood in minho's doorway.

"i know, isn't it stunning." minho smiled, feeling himself up in his tight golden dress.

"get in the fucking car." chan sighed.

they arrived at the party, unfortunately being greeted by jackson.

"hey babe, you look amazing as always. all dressed up for me?" jackson smiled as he grabbed minho's ass.

"touch me again and i'll bit you." minho looked over at jackson with an innocent smile on his face.

"what do you mean babe?" jackson moved his hand to minho's crotch, only for minho to grab it. he brought his hand up and bit down on his hand.

jackson let out a pained yell, yanking his hand from minho. "WHAT THE FUCK?" jackson yelled.

"i warned you." minho smiled and shrugged, going off to find jisung.

he walked into the bathroom where he met jisung, met with jisung filling in a stick n poke of a butterfly on his finger.

"hey pretty boy." minho smiled as he sat down across from jisung.

"you still want one?" jisung smiled, not looking up from his art.

"yes please." minho smiled.

a/n: i'm so sorry it's been so long, how are you guys?