[You are Jisung]

Jisung was silently sitting on the couch, far away from Minho (Minho was just sitting two seats away) Minho was staring at Jisung, his gaze soft as he observed him. Jisung had his arms crossed tightly, a big frown on his face as he looked the other way. He was mad at Minho, very mad.

“Baby…you’re jealous, aren’t you?” Minho asked gently. He was referring to a girl, who has spoken to him earlier when him and Jisung went out. Jisung didn’t like the girl, and he DEFINITELY didn’t like that the girl was talking to HIS boyfriend.