•minsung oneshots•

waiting for him💔💕

at the sound of his name, felix nodded to minho who turned back to jeongin with the same blank expression.

"where is he?"

felix and jeongin shared a quick glance. both confused.

"he told us he wanted to go to study hall so-"

"-thanks." minho interrupted.

without another word, he shut the door to the practice room and made his way to where a long row of classrooms were open for unobserved study.

each door was left open, due to none of the classrooms being reserved, which allowed minho to peek his head into each classroom before he caught sight of a head of fluffy black hair.

ignoring the surprised stares and hushed whispers from the other students scattered around the room, minho didn't hesitate to walk right in and stop at jisung's desk.

at first, jisung had assumed it was just another student settling at a desk close to his, but when he looked up to see why the noise of their footsteps had stopped, jisung slightly jumped when he realised that it was minho now in front of him.

wordlessly, jisung looked around the other students and slowly shrunk in on himself as he noticed everyone's eyes were on them.

"what are you doing here?" minho asked, his attention only on jisung. "it's wednesday."

"i-i know it's wednesday." jisung spoke quietly, taking the older completely by surprise when he didn't continue.

minho narrowed his eyes and gave jisung's upper half a full once over. this was the first time he'd ever thought jisung looked reluctant to speak to him.

"why didn't you wait for me outside of the studio?"

to jisung, he knew the intention of minho's question was anything but accusatory, even if his voice came across harsh.

just before jisung was about to speak, three more students came into the room, halting his speech completely.

jisung had looked past minho and immediately moved his attention down to the table as three dance majors walked in and settled next to minho.

as minho's gaze on jisung hadn't faltered, he'd easily picked up on his discomfort.

"this kid bothering you, minho?" one of the three minho knew as hunbeom, asked as he slung his arm around minho's shoulders.

"bothering me?" minho repeated, shrugging the dancer's arm off as he moved to the side, only now moving his attention off of jisung to instead look at the boys opposite him.

"i mean, we told him to lay off." another, kangjun, chimed in as he gave a light shrug.

the last to speak held a sly smirk as he set his hands on jisung's desk, leaning forward to intimidate the younger further.

"but i guess you just can't take a hint, can you?" seungtaek mocked as he held a light pout.

"what are you three even talking about?" minho scowled, keeping his eyes mainly on seungtaek until he backed up from jisung.

"he's always stood outside your dance studio like a fucking creep." kangjun spat, chuckling as jisung flinched.

"i mean, judging by the way you glance at him and immediately looked pissed helped us see that you feel the same way." hunbeom explained as he looked at jisung with disgust. "loads of people say how he doesn't stop talking, even when you barely give him any reaction."

"we told him that his smarts can only get him so far," seungtaek then continued as he shoved jisung's desk back and stood up straight to turn to minho. "it's funny that you only put up with him to get a good grade."