Artificial Love || Minho

22 || Park

"Hmmm?" The man turns to face him, heated exchanges of gazes shared between the two. That is, until he looks Jisung up and down, before letting out a scoff.

"What do we have here?" He smirks, unfazed by Jisung's intimidating glare. "Is the tiny chipmunk biting off more than he can chew?"

Jisung's gaze doesn't waver though, as he merely cocks and eyebrow at him. "Excuse me, but I'm gonna have to ask you to leave."

The guy's eyes widen in disbelief, before his expression calms down. Putting both hands on the side of his hips, he snickers. "Want me to leave? Make that old hag pay then."

A scary Look flashes over Jisung's eyes "Look. I'm not asking you Twice."

"Really?" The man chuckles, amused. Everyone in the café was now staring at them, even passerby people peering their heads through the window to see what was going on.

"Does it look like I'm joking?" Jisung states dryly, unamused.

Rolling his sleeve up, the man sends a fist, making everyone gasp.

"Try me then! you little-"

Jisung grabs the guys incoming hand, not even blinking.

"TrY mE?" Jisung smirks. "Sure."

With one, swift move, he turns the guy around and pins his arms on the cashier counter.

"Argh, ow- ssssss!" The man hisses, unable to move under Jisung's grip. "Let me go, you son of a-"

"Pardon me?" The boy asks, unpleased. His grip tightens even more, me wincing imagining at all the affliction.

"Ow-! Urgh-!" His eyes squeezed closed, facing contorting.

Jisung doesn't flinch, standing there, his grip still as firm as ever, waiting.

"Fine!" The man shakes his head, frustrated. "I'll leave. Just let me go."

Jisung loosens his grip, the guy them holding his arm in pain. "Fuck off. And don't come again."

Straightening his tie, he grunts, walking out of the door muttering insults. The moment he's out of sight though, everyone then turns away, going back to the usual chatter as if nothing happened.

"Woah." Felix gasps, shocked. "I always wanted to know how Jisung was like when he's mad."

"I've seen him annoyed, like that one time where he wanted to die because he thought his crush was straight, but never like this," I tell him, as Jisung returns back to his seat. The moment he sits down, his head falls to the table.

"Wow," Hyunjin says, trying to lift Jisung's head. "I never knew you had that in you."

Jisung mumbles something neither Felix nor I can hear, but Hyunjin laughs. "Well, we can leave after we finish this cheesecake. I already know where I want to take you~."

"Wha?" As soon as Jisungs head perks up, he grabs a spoon and begins shovelling the cake into his mouth. "Where?"

"I'll tell you when we get there," Hyunjin says, chuckling as Jisung finishes the last bite of cheesecake. "Come on now, let's go."

He takes Jisung's hand, and walks out of the café.

"Come on, let's go too." Felix stands up, as I hesitantly follow.

"Do you have any idea where they're going?" I ask him, and he shakes his head.

"No- actually, since they're walking, probably the park near here." He says, nodding. "It's a really popular place for dates, I think."