They were hanging out until past midnight when a realization hit Minjun’s hard. He punched the power button of his phone then widened his eyes at the four numbers showing the time they were in. “s**t! It’s late.”
Chan just finished his second can of soda. Hearing Minjun, he lifted his brows and was ready to tease him again. “What? You have a night curfew now?” He asked half jokingly.
“No.” Minjun rolled his eyes then looked at the younger guy between them. “But do you?”
Jisun was busy snacking all the chips on the table when Minjun suddenly threw him a question. He clapped his hands and dusted off the crumbs before saying, “Don’t worry about me. I’ve told my dad that I’m crashing at a friend's house.”
But hearing it didn't lessen the senior's uneasiness, if possible, it bothered Minjun
