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"Woah, I'm actually pretty..." Minho had been staring at his reflection for almost 3 minutes straight. The song he played on Spotify had almost come to an end. He really liked the song, especially the 'stop procrastinating' part.
Wearing his favorite suit used for special occasions only, he took one more glance to the mirror before disappearing to the kitchen.
He prepared breakfast for his cats; Soon-ie, Doong-ie, Dori. As soon as they heard Minho scattering the cupboard for cats' necessity, Soon-ie jumped to Minho's feet in excitement. Meanwhile Doong-ie waited patiently while having the youngest, Dori, playing with a ball of yarn.
Same shit as always, but Minho loved that same shit.
"I should've worn the suit after I fed them," he muttered by himself.
Looking at his watch, he put on his one and only tie while waiting for someone. When he finished with everything, he went outside and locked his front door. As expected, a car had just arrived in front of his house. The window lowered down, revealing the driver who he had been waiting for.
"Get in, losers. We're going shopping," said Hyunjin as he unlocked the doors for Minho to enter.
Minho went inside the car to be met with so many familiar faces: Hyunjin, Seungmin, Changbin, Felix, Chunhua, and Jeongin. The car was packed with people, he could barely fit in.
"Where's Jisung and Chan?" he asked when he realized some faces were missing.
Felix sighed. "Chan hyung is using his own car. That rich bastard..." he revealed, "Jisung is already there since he has tons of shits to do. Poor guy, he's always so busy."
"Wow, the contrast..." Changbin snickered.
"Shut up. We all know I love Jisung more than Chan hyung," he hissed. "Hyung, aren't you the same?"
"Hehe... Crispy sucks," Changbin agreed. Ever since the two dated, Changbin's hatred for Chan spread to Felix like how Covid-19 dominates the world. The moment Changbin and Chan stopped having beef is starting to sound a lot like 'when One Direction is getting back together' which is almost impossible.
While Felix and Changbin were busy talking about Chan behind his back, the rest acted normal, with Seungmin on the front seat to help Hyunjin with the direction since Google Maps couldn't do anything right, Jeongin sitting at the very back, looking outside the window with an expression that Minho could scarcely recognized, and Chunhua sleeping next to him despite Felix and Changbin were being so loud.
It's been two years since Jisung and Minho had a reconciliation at Minho's house. The first years were no longer juniors. They're seniors with a sad life because being a senior sucks. Chan and Changbin had already spent their separate university life, with Chan studying in the most prestigious business school within the same city, while Changbin studied literature in a university that's a little far from where he lived, which means Felix and him couldn't spent as much time as they used to have. Felix didn't mind that, especially since he's trying to create a miracle with his grades in school.
No one had ever heard any news about Woojin anymore. They sort of forgot him after Chan told them the truth.
Back to business.
Today's a special day. Unlike any other special occasions, this one's particularly important. As spring gradually morphed into summer, the rise of temperature of June made the day even better for such event. There's no way they could choose a better day than today, considering the sixth month is considered a lucky month for weddings because it's named after Juno, the Roman goddess of marriage.
No, Jisung and Minho aren't getting married, yet. In fact, these two and a couple of others were on their way to attend Jumin and Elizabeth's wedding celebration. A special occasion indeed.
He didn't understand what took them two years to plan and consider the marriage, but everyone saw it coming from the bridge of their nose.
In view of the fact that Jisung was involved in the preparation, the reserved guests took their time to go shopping for gifts. At first they were going for individual gifts, but as soon as they realized how grand the party's going to be, they planned on giving something more refined because it's for the Han's; the wealthy, distinguished, accomplished, high-toned family with a moneyed lifestyle. Despite the fact that they have already established a good reputation in the family, they still wanted to make themselves look good, given that the guests are probably rich enough to afford three supermarkets like how they buy choco balls after school hours.
Minho couldn't remember how long had he been imagining Jisung in a suit. His cheeks flushed in red just by having these thoughts alone. The more he went deeper in thought, the clearer the picture formed in his mind. When he was in the peak of his mental drooling, Changbin nudged on his shoulder, bringing himself back to reality.
"We're here." He pointed outside. Minho's eyes automatically followed the direction of Changbin's index finger.
"Why are we in a hair salon?" Minho finally registered what's happening to them.
"To get your hair done, duh. What do you expect? This is not a pawnshop." Seungmin rolled his eyes. "Changbin hyung, why don't you accompany Minho hyung to the hair salon? I trust you."
Felix spoke out of the blue, "Talking about shops, do you guys know that in 2000 a man from North Carolina discovered the meaning of life and decided to sell it on eBay?" To be honest, Jeongin was genuinely interested in Felix's story, but pretended not to since everyone's ignoring him.
Ignoring Felix, Minho shook his head. "Wait, this isn't about me. Aren't we supposed to buy gifts?"
"We are," he cleared, "but you're gonna have your hair polished because you need to look extra handsome in front of your parents in law."
Felix didn't seem to agree with the choice of person. "Why are we sending Binnie? Can Chunhua accompany him instead?"
Again, Seungmin looked displeased. "No. We need her to help us choose the most appropriate gift for the Han's."
"What are you planning to buy anyway?" Minho questioned.
"Sex toys," he deadpanned.
Minho couldn't believe his ears. "That's not very appropriate."
"I asked Jisung beforehand about his dad's interest and he told me Jumin is into BDSM. I don't know how the hell he managed to obtain such information, but we can't disappoint them," he explained with the most relaxed expression, though the words he muttered out were out of this world.
Hyunjin unlocked the car doors. "Since we believe Minho hyung has neither the knowledge, nor the experience to such field, we are leaving you with Changbin hyung to prep your hair while we're looking for the gift. I'll pick you up in 45 minutes," he specified.
"Fair enough. Let's go, cat mom." Changbin opened the door and shoved Minho out of the car, then went outside as well. "Go find the prettiest one!"
"We will!" Seungmin waved his goodbye. The car soon left, leaving Changbin and Minho alone.
"Come on." Changbin pulled the hem of his shirt as he walked into the hair salon.
Parents in law. The words stuck in Minho's head longer than he would like it to be. Perhaps he was still drown in his oceans of overthinking.
Spending the rest of his 45 minutes of his life in a hair salon, Minho wasted his time hallucinating himself and Jisung getting married and have cat children for the rest of their lives. Even Changbin looked at him weirdly from the way Minho's eyes resembled a person who's high on LSD. That boy must've ascended to heaven in Changbin's mind.
Exactly like predicted, Minho looked handsome. Not just handsome handsome, but more handsome handsome handsome. He had his forehead exposed after years of hiding behind his bangs, along with a few strands of hair that was let loose. Due to his newly styled hair, his earrings which was a gift from Jisung for graduating high school, appeared to be more alluring. They looked better than Kim Kardashian's earrings.
By the time Minho witnessed his own full reflection, he almost had tears running from his eyes because he was blinded by his own beauty. (y/n) definitely can't relate.
After getting a call from Felix, saying that they're near the hair salon, Changbin stood up from the sofa to escort his ex classmate, Minho. Boy, he wasn't prepared to get slapped on the face with unconditional beauty.
He couldn't possibly approach Minho in a humanly distance due to his qualities that delight and pleases the senses; attractive; excellent; wonderful; very satisfying and pleasing to look at. Extremely, inappropriately beautiful in every angle.
"Dang, darn, Holy Mary-Mother of Jesus, oh hell and Jesus help me Holy Ghost. The F-word was considered illiterate, trashy and low class. We were not allowed to use foul words because it was referred to as being poor bred and unladylike." Changbin breathed out. "You're so handsome, there's no way Jisung's man pussy can handle your beauty without getting drenched alive."
Perhaps Felix's influence was too strong for Changbin in terms of applying the correct vocabularies into a coherent sentence.
"Changbin?" Minho turned his head in confusion.
Changbin snapped back to reality. "Yes, Hyunjin's car is waiting for us."
"Okay."
Both the driver and the passengers weren't expecting Minho to be that pretty, they had to take a stop every once in a while to catch their breath before eventually arrived at the destination.
"You're late," said Bambam with a judging gaze. He opened the side door for them to enter without gaining attention.
"Sorry." Minho scratched his neck, nervous. Bambam wasn't the type to get irritated, unless he's in his man period.
To prevent anymore trouble, they silently entered the massive building in awe. They couldn't help themselves but felt like peasants trespassing a vampire nobleman's property. It felt wrong in many ways.
The venue was huge, too huge. It wasn't completely indoor, more precisely semi outdoor. The ceiling was high, but so as the garden in which they could see from their point of view in each seats. The decorations were simple; peony flowers surrounded with green everywhere, not to mention the picturesque backdrop. It has the vibe of an 11th-century's villa. Perfect for couples like Jisung's parents who envisioned old world romance for their wedding day.
Minho wished to sit next to Jisung. However, the boy had things to do. Besides, it's his parents' wedding day. Jisung worked as the wedding planner, alongside with a professional wedding planner in order to achieve such perfect result. Minho's heart felt warm when he first heard Jisung's enthusiasm in arranging the perfect wedding.
Jumin had a big name in the business and entrepreneur world. No wonder he brought many guests to his marriage, though there weren't as many people as Minho would've imagined, yet that's the essence of a private wedding.
The media was filled with congratulatory messages to the married couple. Ever since the world believed Jumin had been married before in private and had Jisung, society believed it was a remarriage because Jumin made it seem like so. When in reality he had never marry anyone until now.
After the usual wedding ritual, the wedding invites scrambled their way to the dining hall. At long last, Minho could see Jisung up close and asked him to sit beside him.
"Busy, aren't you, Mister wedding planner?" Minho teased, earning a light smack from the younger.
"Shut up." Jisung blushed, lips pouting. "Hyung, you're so hot." Jisung eyed him from head to toes. He's perfect.
"Look who's talking," he flattered.
If he said Jisung looked mediocre, it would be a lie. The word 'expensive' was an understatement. The boy was wearing a Brioni's customized suit paired with Christian Louboutin's leather shoes. If Jisung was already that expensive, then his parents' clothing must've costed more. Only thinking about the amount of zeros on the price tag made him dizzy.
They both sit next to each other as they ate together. As expected, the feast was insane. The Han's family never disappoints. Their friends also enjoyed the food, especially because it's free food. Blessings like this doesn't come very often.
Upon grabbing his plate of food, Felix found his chance to tell an important matter to his best friend. "Bro, we bought sex toys for your parents. We even chose the kitten edition for their satisfaction," he whispered in secret, making sure nobody else leaked this information.
"That's sick. Bro, you're awesome." Jisung's eyes sparked. That reaction definitely wasn't what Minho had in mind.
"Thank Seungmin." He nudged his shoulder. "You should treat us on a vacation to Maldives sometimes."
"I'll keep that in mind," he assured. His gave him a thumbs up in return.
They continued eating in silence. While they're eating, the newly wedded couple gave each other a heart-warming message to showcase their love towards one another. Everyone paid attention to their words. Somehow, Minho's heart felt warm by hearing their speech. Each words were sweet like honey, some parts were sad, but the words were wrapped nicely in a way that Minho found it wholesome.
He was okay until he heard Jumin's speech. For someone like Minho, he still underestimated Jumin's ability in a non-business kind of speech only to be proven wrong.
"I don't know whether I've said this before, but allow me to say it once again. To be honest I never believed that people can change, but I have changed so much inside these past few days, months, and years with you more than I have ever in my whole life," said Jumin. "The more I spend time with you, the more I will change and I will feel amazingly happy. I can't wait for the future with you."
Everyone clapped their hands proudly. They thought Jumin was finished, when he's yet to announce his closing sentence.
"Throughout my life I realize how many great people are there around me. I received more than I deserve. A wonderful family, successful business, unforgettable friends, and even cats. As you already know, I had Elizabeth the 2nd and Elizabeth the 3rd. However for me, you will always be the first. Let's restart a new life together in which we won't regret in the far future."
The guests once again erupted in loud claps, congratulating the newlyweds. Meanwhile Minho was struggling alone to hold back his tears or else he would ruin his make up.
Time flew faster than 3Racha's rap line. When the two thought they could spend a good memory in that place together, they had to suffer more due to Jumin's popularity. Out of nowhere, Jumin's friends started coming to them as if they're old friends.
"Hey, my name is Zen and I'm sexually attracted to myself." The one with long, silver hair shook Jisung's hand before coming for Minho.
"Nice to know that," Jisung lied. He didn't do anything wrong to be punished with this TMI.
Another one opened his eyes widely. "Jisung-meow! I miss you so much," cried the one with orange hair.
Jisung didn't expect to meet him again. "S-seven?" he stuttered. "Why are you dressed like a nun?"
Seven chuckled. "To show my devotion to God, like a virgin."
Before Jisung could interfere, that Zen guy returned. "That trust fund kid can actually be romantic. I can't believe his words touched my soul," he admitted. "Hey, do you want to know my favorite quote?"
"Sure." Jisung nodded. He had practically given up at this point.
"You can love somebody, and when you love somebody, you never forget them," he stated.
This time Seven interrupted. "My parents forgot me in a parking lot once." He took back his own words. "Never mind, I forgot my parents hate me. Haha."
What the fuck is happening? Minho got himself stuck in the middle of a conversation he's not familiar with.
That Seven guy seemed way too enthusiastic for Minho's liking. "By the way Jisung-meow, I'm still sad about Ellie's death. If only I can play with her once more." He jumped to another topic after faking a cry. "I'm supposed to get married first before Jumin. He's always ahead."
Out of nowhere, a girl showed up behind him. "Hello, I'm MC, Saeyoung's fiancé. You must be Jisung and Minho."
"How can you know me?" Minho's eyes widened in fear. "And who's Saeyoung?" Poor boy, he kept getting lost in the crowd. If he knew Seven was a hacker, he wouldn't be so lost.
MC laughed. "Oops, my bad. I forgot I'm supposed to call him Seven."
Seven pouted his lips. "Since we're all getting to know each other, lemme introduce you to my twin brother!" He pulled a shy looking boy from the seat. He's wearing a nice magenta suit unlike Seven's nun outfit. "This is my twin brother, Choi Saeran. He's the guy who killed Jumin's ex boyfriend."
"I'm Saeran, Saeyoung's brother." He looked down, ashamed of himself.
Jisung started to get nervous. "No offense, but why is he here?"
Seven only scratched his nape. "I kidnapped him from the mental hospital, so he can attend this wedding."
Jisung and Minho didn't know how deep the conversation's going to be. Thank goodness, Felix came at the right time to save them all without any casualty.
"Do you guys want cheese sticks? They're delicious." He offered the cheese sticks to each people, then began talking about global warming and Korea's politics. The adults instantly fell over Felix's distraction and soon left the two.
Everyone including Jisung thought Felix was dumb. From this experience they concluded that Felix was actually smart, yet he kept his knowledge deep inside his brain just for this kind of situation. That alone was a miracle.
"What just happened?" Minho shuddered.
"I don't know, let's just go outside." With that being said, they walked outside to the garden. They took a lot of pictures there because they couldn't miss this opportunity. Scenery this good doesn't come very often.
The sunlight radiated an abundance of warmth for the couple to dive in. The slight sounds of wind brushing against the nature, blowing around everywhere. In their field of view, they could easily capture the picturesque scenery as their backdrop.
Minho got carried away. Seeing Jisung's hair moving according to the wind's movement, the clearer his vision became. He's beautiful; absolutely, undoubtedly beautiful.
Carefully, Minho brushed the side of Jisung's blue hair to his right ear. "Can I kiss you?" Consent matters, his mind said.
Jisung smiled so wide, he could see his teeth. "Not now, Hyung. Maybe later."
"Is it because there's people here?" Although they felt like they owned the world, they're still not alone. There were people taking pictures here and there, much to their discomfort.
"Yeah," Jisung admitted, his cheeks flushed red. "Sometimes Hyung can be a little rough, which can cause a problem for my Brioni suit." At this moment, Jisung wanted to jump off a cliff out of embarrassment.
"You're cornering me too much," he groaned, "you forgot to say that you don't wanna ruin my perfect hair since you tend to pull my hair when we're kissing."
The lovebirds wouldn't stop bickering over each other's kissing habit, they might start a war. Their heated argument faded soon enough, thankfully, due to having someone's prying laughter midway.
"It's a beautiful day to die, isn't it?"
"Eunwoo," they greeted. Eunwoo smiled in response. Him too, was giddy as ever.
"Why am I always so busy," he complained. Jisung and Minho chuckled upon hearing his first complaint.
Jisung tried to cheer him up. "It's because you're important, dumbass."
"I know. You can't even live without me," he mused. His hands automatically made their way to Jisung's tie. He fixed the asymmetrical curves which had been bothering him while he watched him from outside.
Watching Eunwoo's perfectionist side overtook him, it's hard to tell that he almost died before. After the incident that occurred two years ago, Eunwoo suffered in a comma for a long time. Back then, he lost a lot blood, to the point that Elizabeth had to secretly sneaked to the hospital for blood donation purposes. She kept it a secret at that time due to the fact that people would forbid her to do so, since everyone's so overprotective towards her.
The day when Eunwoo opened his eyes, Minho couldn't exactly describe the look on Jisung's face. His eyes glistened like he was about to cry, but he didn't. That moment itself was so precious, it meant a lot for everyone.
Jisung still remembered the first sentence coming out from Eunwoo after his long period of comma.
"I promise someone not to die."
Only one sentence, six words, 23 letters could make Jisung burst into tears. Though it was a cry of gratitude, the scar remained there, opened.
Ever since that incident, Eunwoo never laid his hands on a car or any moving vehicle. The trauma was too unbearable for him, he even resigned from being a driver. For Jisung, having Eunwoo breathe the same air as him was more than enough. Eunwoo still worked as his personal assistant, but he refused to drive a car. Understandable enough for him.
Not to mention Minho had gotten closer to the workers at the Han's mansion. He already memorized everyone's names, jobs, even their shifts. His favorite one's certainly Bambam, whereas his least favorite one's Jaehee. She's too strict in his opinion, no wonder she worked straight under Jumin.
Soon after, they were met with their own friends. They all looked super happy as usual, it put a smile on Jisung's face. He missed his seniors.
"Where's Chan hyung?" Jeongin asked.
"That's weird coming from you." Jisung squinted his eyes. "He's talking with the adults. You know, business stuff. He's an adult too now."
"Talking about Chan hyung, look who's coming," Felix snickered. "Yo!"
"Hey guys." His eyes traveled from person to person. "Eh, Chunhua? You're not coming with your boyfriend?"
"We broke up," she stated.
"Why, though? You guys are cute together."
Chunhua was about to explode. "I know right! His parents hate me for no reason and I can't do anything about it."
Jisung nodded in understatement. However, he noticed a missing guest. "Where's Walmart?"
"She's sick," Chunhua answered.
"It's a shame the whole squad can't come together," said Seungmin, clearly dissatisfied. "Next time someone's having a party, whether it's a wedding party, birthday party, or whatever, I'm bringing Fox Army. The whole squad," he explained. It seemed like Seungmin's manager heart couldn't take incomplete reunions like this.
"The teachers too?" Chan's eyes widened.
"Yes," he emphasized.
Regardless of the situation, the incomplete squad spent most of their times talking like they used to be. Despite being older and more mature, they're all still the same Straight Kids who performed their own song in front of a big crowd with weird costumes at the school's festival. They would always be the same crackheads.
As they should.
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For the next couple of days, Jisung often found himself chilling at Minho's house. Not that he hated that big ass mansion, more like he felt like he needed to visit Minho's place, especially knowing his parents were on their honeymoon doing whatever they desired.
Contrary to Jumin and Elizabeth's wedding day, the weather wasn't as good as it was then. It's raining cats and dogs outside, therefore they decided to lock themselves in Minho's bedroom, eating two cups of ramen. They sat by the window peacefully, watching the rain dropped while shoving hot ramen to their mouth.
"Sung-ie," Minho called, calm like the river.
"What is it, Hyung?" Eyes glued to the food.
"Do you want to buy a new cat?"
Surprisingly that idea never crossed Jisung's head. "I wonder..." His mind wandered as well. "Maybe no."
"Really? I thought you may want more companions." His answer didn't match with his expectation.
Jisung shrugged. "Why should I? I have you." His face inched closer to Minho's flustered face.
"Sung-ie, you're getting good at this." Their faces were so close, he could smell Jisung's ramen's breath due to the closeness.
Jisung pursed his mouth into a self satisfied smirk. "I learn from the best," he whispered, "that person also taught me how to kiss someone properly." Without further ado, he connected their lips. Despite having the ramen breath lingering, they advanced the kiss in the slowest way as possible.
Because the slower the kiss goes, the longer it lasts. That way your heart will race more in anticipation. Minho taught him that.
Kissing on a rainy day. It brought back many memories, but mostly, it reminded them of their first kiss they did intentionally. The atmosphere was the same as if it happened yesterday.
"Life" is like a weather; cloudless, raining, snowing. Anything can happen. What about an umbrella? I keep holding one, so let's get under it together.
Like kittens, they're still sensitive. Most of the times they get excited. They love to play with whatever things they can meddle with. Nonetheless, they're afraid of rain. The rush of cold water falling from the sky feels too unfamiliar, it's different from the warmth of being touched. Kittens are fragile beings, that's why they love amity.
Kittens are living beings too, therefore they need companion.
"Thanks for saving me." Jisung finished the kiss with a tight embrace.
"Shut up, that's gay."
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THE END.