"We were just about to go down," I said, and shifted my eyes to Min-Cheol, who hated that he had been interrupted. "Right, Little Min?"
Min-Cheol looked at me and then his gaze softened.
"Yeah, I guess so." But he wouldn't let Seo-Jun rob him of his chance to kiss me, so he leaned in and kissed my lips regardless and then smiled at me. "Let's go, Hyung."
Seo-Jun felt he shouldn't have seen that because it only lit the petty spirit in him.
"Wow, act like a baby when you want a pat and then act like an adult when you want the lips. How mature of you."
But Min-Cheol ignored him, happy that he got to kiss me and didn't let Seo-Jun's words affect him.
But of course, we underestimated Seo-Jun's pettiness.
Just as we were about to walk past him, he grabbed my arm, pulled me into his arms, and then kissed me on the lips. But not a quick kiss, but more sultry and Frenchy. You know what I mean, right?
