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First Date?

Minki smiled and walked into the familiar space. Before Changmin could walk away, Minki grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. “Hey, I have a quick question.” He pulled him closer and placed his hands on his waist. “I was wondering if we could call this a date? I mean, I want to take you out, if that’s okay?” He bit down on his bottom lip, hoping that he wasn’t making a fool of himself. “It’s definitely okay if you just want to hang out as friends. I just...I like you. So, um, yeah.” He looked down, preparing for the worst but hoping for the best.

just dessert

Minki chuckled and grabbed his menu as well. “Well, I beg to differ. You’re very cute.” He glanced over the menu as he listened to Changmin continue to talk. “I was an awkward Virgin too. Was afraid I’d been broken in half, first time I was with a man. With women it was a bit different. I was afraid to hurt them. I know better now, thankfully.” Minki decided on what he’d have and set his menu back down. “Well, as long as I’m anywhere on your list, I’ll accept it. How about we eat and then find something else to get into? After we could go back to mine?” He winked over at him and sipped at his water.

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The malt. Of course he’d say something about the fucking malt, when he was standing there freaking about just seeing him. Minki’s brows furrowed and he shifted his weight between his feet and took a deep breath. Not that he needed it. Force of habit, really. “W-What brings me here?” He asked, incredulously. “I fucking own this club. My name is on half the things in this town, if you look hard enough.” He was flabbergasted. How could he just come to this town and not know of the gangs and or who held power? A part of him was happy that this was just a coincidence. But at the same time, he was a bit hurt that he hadn’t come to see him. Minki fiddled with his wedding band and looked up at the beautiful man in front of him. “Why did you do this to me?” He whispered but he knew very well that Aiden could hear him. “I trusted you and you...you turned me into a fucking monster.” His eyes began to glimmer. Crying was something Minki rarely did but this chance encounter was a very good time to use up one of his cries. He rubbed his eyes, deciding that he didn’t want to appear weak. “You left me for dead and didn’t even give two shits. And now you’re sat in my club drinking my drinks and looking at me as if you did nothing wrong.”

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Minki sighed and sat across from him on the cold tiled floor. “Pollux, if you wanted to talk, you could have done it without tripping me, in the dark.” He tried to joke. The small smile that he’d mustered up slowly fell from his face and he took a deep breath. “Look, I guess you can blame me. I was insecure in the relationship and I just felt that it was best to exclude myself from it. Don’t be upset with Alex. You may just need to talk to him separately though. I was always feeling as if I was only in the relationship because I’m Alex’s husband because, for me, it always felt like I was just the add on. Now, I don’t need you to tell me that’s untrue and it was all in my head because it could have been. But for me and my mental health, I had to cut the strings because it wasn’t healthy for me to always feel like I didn’t fit.”

just dessert

Minki smiled, leaning back in his chair. “Well, it helps that you’re cute.” Okay, so maybe Minki was more than just a little fond of Changmin. But he couldn’t really do much about that. It wasn’t like Changmin felt anything for him anyway. He listened as he answered his other questions and hummed, in response. “Well, those are sometimes the ones that pay the most. Did he pay an arm and a leg?” Minki was aware of his profession and would never judge but he did get a bit jealous, thinking of him with others. But he had no right. He was, after all, in an open marriage. “Oh? You could never miss me too much and of course I missed you.” He spoke, honestly. “But what do you want to do? Other than me, that is?”

It was late, to say the least. The leader had spent the better half of his day locked inside of his study. But he needed a snack or a drink. Maybe both. He just needed to get out of that room for a bit. Minki entered the kitchen, nearly tripping over legs that shouldn’t have been there. “Pollux, what the fuck are you doing sitting on the floor?” He stared down at his, now, ex boyfriend. “You could just take the bottle to your room or at least to the table. What’s wrong?” He sighed, kneeling down to get a good look at him. “You look like you’ve been drinking for hours.”

Minki smiled as he walked closer to Changmin. Their relationship had always been one of a sexual nature but they did hang out occasionally. He enjoyed the other’s company and today was a great day for a distraction. “Hey, you weren’t waiting for long, we’re you?” He asked, sitting across from him. “I mean, you wanted ice cream. So, I figured we could grab something here and then go get desert. I’m free all day. So, let me know if you want to leave or do something else.” Changmin was cute. He was very cute, honestly. Even if they didn’t do much, he would still enjoy the view. “So, how have you been? Haven’t really seen too much of you, lately.” He tilted his head to the side, feline eyes locked on the man in front of him. “Not missing me too much, are you?” He smirked, teasingly.

That night had been very typical. Minki drifted through Ketsuki, monitoring all the activities. Much too often, he’d had to send security to escort the drunken patrons from his club. But overall, it was business as usual. His eyes scanned the club as he ran a hand through his hair. He was truly proud of how far the club had come. A soft smile graced his face but it didn’t last long. Feline like eyes landed on a face that he had never thought he would see again. The same striking features that he’d falling for were just as he’d remembered. His heart no longer held Aiden there but it didn’t stop him from walking towards the man. His feet seemed to have a mind of their own because Minki couldn’t recall ever deciding that he needed to speak to the other man. He stopped in front of him, mouth struggling to form a full sentence. “A-Aiden...I, you...here. Why?”

Drinks For Two

Minki smirked at his response and cocked his head to the side. “Well, I did get you to call me daddy once.” He winked and finished off his drink. “I’m more than positive that I can get you to say it again.” He motioned for another drink and looked over Jungsoo. “Well, it all depends, Soo. The way that I see it, we end up drinking and angry fucking or we drink and just fuck. Either way, I think we should fuck.” He spoke, matter of factually. They’d been on okay terms and it was true that Minki no longer wished for his death. In fact, he missed how they used to be. They’d been fairly close, at one point in time. He’d considered him a friend. Which he rarely did. “Jungsoo, I believe that I speak for the both of us when I say that there is sexual tension whenever we speak. You can deny it but I’m sure that me going home with you is a better option than whatever you were going to do after this.” He picked up his new drink and drank it all in one go. “So, what do you say? I’ll even let you do me, if you want.” He chuckled.

Minki unlocked the door and sauntered into his house. He was completely sober, by now. But he was tired. All he wanted was a shower and his bed but the sound of his boyfriend’s voice would prove that he wasn’t about to get the latter anytime soon. “Gee, good to see you too. How was your day, Minki? Fine, thank you.” He grumbled and walked deeper into the house, discarding his jacket and tossing it onto a nearby chair and unbuttoning his shirt. “What crawled up your ass and died, baby? What the hell kind of greeting was that? I don’t see you all day and you tell me I smell like shit?” He frowned and walked into the bedroom, removing his shirt and undoing his belt. “I smell like I always smell? I went to the bar but I doubt whiskey smells like shit. I was with Soo but he doesn’t smell bad either.” He shrugged, not thinking anything of it. He kicked his pants off and turned to his boyfriend. “Do I smell like him?” He smirked. He knew that Pollux had a heightened sense of smell and he always knew when they were with other people. Minki was a dick and he felt it would be fun to see just how jealous his lover could get. Wrong? Yes. Would it stop him from doing it? Hell no. “Well, we fucked. Is that what you’re smelling, pup?”

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