Minho and Jisung had a bond only a few could understand. It was supposed to be a secret, but a hard one to keep. Their eyes would tell their story by simply looking at each other.

That, and their third part. It was obvious they didn't like to share: they were a territorial couple. Jisung was the one who wanted you first, and Minho adapted, slowly getting used to the dynamic, until he understood why his lover couldn't stop roaming around you.

As they were ordering coffee for a date, you were looking at mugs a few feet away when someone came up to you to ask for your number. As soon as they finished ordering, the two men came up to you, one wrapping his arm around your waist, the other around your shoulders.

"Sorry, they're taken."

Jisung coldly said, while Minho simply needed to glare to scare the guy away.