โ minjae stared at his phone, round eyes wide with surprise. the screen only displayed the clock with a black background. it said two minutes had passed since he had received that call and even though his conscious mind knew this was not a dream and he was already awake at 3 a.m., he still couldnโt believe it was real. the writer squinted at the device as if he could just set it on fire by glowering at it.
ย ย the decision was made regardless. he got up, hands trying to tame the dark noir locks of hair sticking to several sides of his head without result. he put on the nearest hoodie and long jacket and made his way outside, grumbling in the coldness of the night. no matter how much he tried to pretend he was pissed at being awoken at this hour, he still knew that the flutter inside his chest was too powerful to be ignored.
ย ย minjae saw the other sprawled over a table ahead and heart-shaped lips pressed tight into one another, both at the vision and at the reaction this was producing in him. โ itโs not impressive to find you near unconscious in here,ย โ he retorted, voice hard. still, he wasnโt looking back at the other male. how could he when he knew his knees would grow weak at the sole sight of that gaze?ย โ come on, get up,ย I'll drive you to your house. โย
plot hereย (ย # 2 ) with unnamed ( @hypnotizng )
