Minho gulped visibly as he tried to figure out what to say. By the look in Chan's eyes, he could tell the older male knew he was downright terrified. In those eyes, Minho could see the past he so desperately wanted to forget.

The drugs that nearly took his life on multiple occasions, the countless parties that never seemed to end, the murder that tore their friendship to shreds, and the confession that led him to feel guilt that ate away at him for years.

Chan was at fault too though, and yet the older refused to accept that back then, and now he's back to haunt Minho like a tortured soul in Hell. This was the worst timing too, because he had just begun to completely stop drinking.

Well, Karma's a bitch as they say...

"Oh, so you two do know each other. What, ex boyfriends?" Woojin teased as he stepped out of the house and stood next to Minho.

"Nah, just old friends who lost contact. By the way, Woojin you look absolutely stunning" Chan winked at the older, causing Woojin to blush.

"T-thank you" Woojin stuttered.

"Well, we better get going though, or otherwise we'll miss the reservation" Chan chuckled.

"Right, sorry" Woojin smiled sheepishly, walking over to Chan's sleek black car.

Chan opened the door for Woojin, the older blushing once again as he thanked Chan. However, Minho was wary of Chan's true intentions. Chan could feel that, as he turned around to face Minho with a devilish smirk.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt him...much" Chan's smirk could be described as demonic if Minho was to be completely honest.

That smirk was quickly replaced with an obviously faked smile, but Woojin took no notice. Only Minho knew what Chan was really like...

Or maybe he was just assuming things because of their past?