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"hey minho, are you going to the winter formal tonight?" jeongin asked the older that friday with hopeful eyes. each year the school has a winter formal the last friday of january, and everyone was excited to say that it's tonight.
well...almost everyone.
minho closed his locker, and shook his head. "no way, parties aren't my thing. never have gone, never will."
he turned to walk away, but jeongin grabbed his his arm to stop him. "BUT it's your senior year, this'll be your last chance to have fun! you can even hang out with me and my friend seungmin if you wanna."
minho shook his head for the second time, which made jeongin cross his arms and pout. minho did the same thing, slumping while crossing his arms to mock the other. jeongin laughed, unable to keep a straight face.
"i'll think about it, okay?" minho spoke with a smile. he can't help but be in a good mood whenever he is around the younger, it's like his smile is contagious.
jeongin jumped up and down happily, clapping his hands. "yay! tell me what you decide!"
he then happily walked away, and minho watched him go about until he reached his class. minho couldn't get the smile off his face no matter how hard he tried.
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minho sat on his bed with a huff right after school, going to jisung's contact and hitting call. he impatiently tapped his foot on the floor, waiting for the ringing to stop and to hear the elders voice.
"hi minho, what's up!" jisung cheered, smiling on the other side of the line. truth be told, his mood insanely boosted when he saw minho's name show up on his phone.
"i need help making a 'dEcisioN'," he told, dramatically emphasizing the word 'decision'. it made jisung chuckle.
"with?..."
jisung was genuinely curious, and really happy. he's over the moon about the fact minho went to him for advice when he wasn't necessarily obligated to.
"there's this school dance tonight, and i don't know if i should go-"
jisung cut him off before minho could even finish, "go. i know you'll regret it if you stay home. i missed a school dance to study when i was in high school, and it was horrible hearing everyone around me talk about how great it was."
minho was thrown off, "but i don't know if i even want to."
jisung then came up with an idea. "i know what to do. do you have a coin near you?"
minho looked over to his dresser, confused. he nodded, "yeah. why?"
"you're going to flip it. heads you go, tails you stay home.".
minho found flipping a coin pretty basic, like he could have even come up with that.
nether the less, minho flipped the coin, and frowned at the result.
"it's tails..." he sounded disappointed. he flopped backwards onto his bed, putting the coin in his pocket.
"well then that's it. you're going to the dance."
minho raised an eyebrow, now completely bewildered.
"but it was tails?"
jisung laughed, knowing minho doesnt understand the method to his madness. "i know that! but it really wasn't up to the coin, but your reaction. you were bummed when you thought weren't going, so it turns out all along, deep down you did want to go. so there is your answer."
there was a pause, minho being in shock.
"and if you end up wanting to come home, i'll even pick you up and drive you back."
minho went wide eyed, lips slowly curling into a bright smile, "han jisung, you're a fucking genius!"
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minho looked at himself in the mirror, and in full honestly he felt weird. he styled his hair for the first time in ages, wore a dark red long sleeve silk shirt, which were loosely tucked into black jeans with a chain.
after giving himself one last look over, he waved goodbye to his mom and started walking to the near by school. he had already texted jeongin that he'll he going, getting a very enthusiastic reaction from the other.
his stomach turned once he approached the school. he could see kids going into the building with their dates and friends, and it made minho feel somewhat embarrassed that he came alone.
but he forgot about all that when he entered the school gym. the lights were dimmed, all the brightness coming from the colored flashing LED lights, and any light bouncing off the DJ booth. there were rows of tables with many selections of food, and some tables with chairs to sit and eat on. there were also some couches in the back corner of the room, and of course the dance floor right in the middle.
"wow!" minho said to himself, taking in the scenery, why didn't i ever come to this? it's awesome!
minho walked over to the buffet of food, where he unexpectedly ran into jeongin.
"hi! oh my god you actually came! you look great!" the younger complimented, making minho flustered yet flattered, "thanks, you too! what are you eating?"
jeongin chuckled, "i literally don't know, but it's really good! you should try one!"
jeongin handed minho a piece of the mystery food, but minho paused before taking it. his mind suddenly got flooded with unhappy thoughts.
might as well eat the entire tub of food while you're at it.
are you sure you want to do that? it looks unhealthy.
minho gulped, ignoring the voices and quickly shoving the food in his mouth. he was surprised with how good it tasted.
"that is good!"
jeongin nodded in agreement, and then he caught sight of something across the room.
"seungmin is here. i'll be right back!"
the younger than dashed off the greet his other friend, and minho decided to go sit on one of the couches. they looked comfortable, and he wanted to save his energy before he goes and dances his ass off.
minho glanced around the room, observing everyone having fun. it only makes him more excited for the night to go on, so he can party like that.
but, that excitement crashed when someone he really didn't want to see sat next to him on the couch. of course, it's same person who likes to pick on him at lunch.
"hey minho," he suspiciously and flirtatiously said, and minho rolled his eyes. he in no way shape or form wanted to speak to him, so he kept his eyes glued ahead of him, listening to the music while hoping ignoring the other would drive him away.
"you look so beautiful tonight," he mockingly told, and minho had to use all his self control not to just punch the guy in the face.
there was silence between the two, and minho was grateful the other had seemed to stop trying to bother him. but he celebrated too early, because suddenly he felt a hand get placed on his thigh. he jumped, not knowing what to do.
"excuse me, do you mind?!" he shouted over the music, feeling his stomach drop when the other started sliding his hand up.
minho just wanted to runaway, but it felt as if he was stuck in place. he was extremely uncomfortable and felt sick to his stomach, yet the other wouldn't just fuck off.
"get away from me!"
the other, not listening, continued to sarcastically compliment minho and feel his body, which made him just want to scream and cry. he eventually had enough, and minho shoved him away and ran out of the gym.
jeongin noticed something was wrong when he older distressingly passed him. "minho! are you okay?"
minho stoped and turned around, and he felt as if he was on the verge of tears. "no, i'm not! i shouldn't have come to this dance in the first place. thank you for the LOVELY evening!" he angrily yelled, storming out of the room and running into the closest empty classroom.
minho sat on a desk and quickly dialed jisung's number, and the other picked up in no time.
"pick me up, now."
jisung sighed, deciding not to fight it. he drove as fast as he could to the school, and minho didn't hesitate before bolting to the parking lot.
he hopped in the car, yanking the seatbelt across his body and huffing.
"want to talk about it?" jisung asked, putting the car in park. at that, minho broke down in tears, pulling on jisung's shirt and forcing the older into a hug.
i'll take that as a no.
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all the concept photos for in life are putting me in my grave 😭 BUT WE ARE GETTING THE UNIT SONGS, IM OFFICIALLY LOSING MY SHIT OMFG