Han POV

The concert is amazing. Or at least for me it is. I am pulling on Minho's sweater paws, trying to entertain him. He looks so bored. I told him a big about the band, tried to motivate him to sing, but nothing worked. I was desperate for him to enjoy it, but everytime he smiles it's fake to make me feel secure. In the break, we got us something to drink. Minho told me he drives and I am not saying no to an drunk concert, so while he was on the toilet, I ordered a whole tablet of shots. Back on our places, we got the seat places in the front, I placed the tablet on Minho's place and sipped one shot after the other. I feel like I gain confidence with drinking, and I need confidence to make this evening fun for Minho without getting depressed myself.

When he came back, the tablet was empty and I placed it under out chairs.

"-lu, ih-ih-" hicks "-nho~", I slurred.

"Jisung!?", he shouted questioning, with a dadated glimmer in his eyes. Okay, maybe I should have taken a little bit less alcohol. But at least the rest of the concert was amazing. While listening to the loud songs and singing with the singer, I danced to Minho, hugging him, an dholding onto him, feeling like I perform for him. His eyes were on me and I feel like for the first time in the evening he was honestly smiling.

The concert ended after midnight. On the way, I got myself some Gin Tonic and skme sweet drink with Vodka. My mind is foggy and I can tell how drunk I am. Minho needs to hold me on the way to the car, because I can't walk normally. On the passenger seat, I turned to Minho, who just closed his car door: "I am your passenger princess~", I slurred. He presses water into my hand and I gulped it down, it cleared a bit of my fog, and I am a bit more controlled again, but I am still drunk as hell.

Minho starts driving without further saying.

"You had no fun!", I pouted. "Why did you come with me then! I could have gone eith Felix."

"I thought Felix had no time?"

"Oh, yes he had. I ditched him after you said yes."

Minho POV

Now I feel bad for stealing Felix card. Great. Just great.

I concentrated on the road. It's dark, but the city lights lighten up the street. Driving on the highway, I felt something in my lap. A soft and light thing. I look down. His hand.

"What do you do?", I ask, knowing the dangerous position his hand is in.

"I wanted you to have fun... but you did not, so now we need to do-"

He stopped his sentence and continued to play with his hand in my lap, getting dangerously close. Pleasure runs through my veins.

"Jisung, don't do that.", I say quietly, my eyes rigid on the street. But he did not bother to stop. Instead he now plays with my belt.