„Good morning, Jisung.“ Said male paused for a moment, watching his hyung with big eyes. Minho was standing in front of his apartment, looking as good as ever.

“M-morning, hyung.” Nervously, he stepped outside and tried to ease his nerves. He was used to this! They had walked together to school for weeks! But why was he literally shaking right now???

“How are you?” Jisung’s already wide eyes widened more as he let Minho’s words sink in. Was the cold ice prince really asking about his feelings?

“This is awkward, right? Like…I’m trying to change for the better, I promise. But it’s difficult? Sorry, if I’m really bad at it.” Embarressed, Minho was looking at his feet, scolding himself internally for asking such a dumb question.

“No! No, hyung. I’m sorry for reacting so awkwardly. You are doing great, really! Yesterday and also today…you are doing your best and that’s enough. It was just…I just remembered the time when we walked to school and how you used to ignore me…I was just surprised about how much has changed.” A fond smile was adorning his chubby face as he looked at Minho.

“I’m sorry about-“

“Hyung, we’re past this.” Jisung nudged him lightly, trying to get rid of the furrows on his hyung’s handsome face.

“You’re right.” Minho gifted him a relieved smile before he boldly grabbed his smaller hand. The squirrel like boy tried to not flush but considering the warmth in his cheeks, he failed. He was embarressed, yes, but at the same time, he didn’t want Minho to let go. And the elder didn’t. He even intertwined their fingers, pulling him closer to his side.

“Getting bold, I see.”

“Resembling a tomato, I see.” Jisung stuck his tongue out and wanted to walk away to hide his face but he didn’t. Why? Because he loved the playful smile which Minho sported.

 

 

 

***

 

 

“Uhm…hyung, I think you should let go now.” The boys were seconds away from entering their school.

“Why?” Jisung panicked as Minho clutched his hand harder than before, not intending to let go.

“Because the students will talk about it…”

“Now you mind what they say?” The elder laughed lightly, squeezing his hand reassuringly. “I don’t care about it, Jisung. Never did and never will. But if you don’t want them to talk about it, then I’ll accept it, of course!” He let go of his hand and opened the door to enter their school. Jisung gnawed on his lower lip as he entered. Minho was kind of right…he hadn’t had cared about the things they had said when he had tried to be the dancer’s friend. Why should he start now? With an adorable nod to himself, he quickly took the elder’s hand again. The smile he got in return was worth the embarrassement he was feeling.

Hushed whispers could be heard as they stepped through the halls but Jisung held his head high. Minho was talking about his new choreography, distracting him from anything else.

“And I think that Felix will like-“ Minho stopped midsentence when his eyes caught the sight of Eric leaning on Jisung’s locker, buisly typing on his phone. Jisung frowned when his hyung stopped talking. He looked at him, noticing that he was glaring at something in the distance. The smaller boy followed his gaze and tensed when he recognized who the boy at his locker was. Minho huffed before he pulled Jisung towards Eric. The squirrel like boy just wanted to disappear as quickly as possible but the dancer’s iron grip was holding him back. The students seemed to be able to feel Minho’s dark aura because they stepped aside, clearing the halls for them. Apparently, Eric heard some of the whispers since he lowered his phone and took a look at his surroundings. Their eyes met and before Jisung could process anything, the other male’s gaze darkened.

“Minho hyung.” The poor boy didn’t even know what he wanted to say.

“Hi Jisung, Minho hyung.” Eric smiled brightly at Jisung but let it fall as soon as he directed his look at the elder.

“Good morning, Eric.” If looks could kill…

“H-hi.” Jisung cleared his throat and clutched his hyung’s hand tighter. “Uhm, Eric…could you…I need my books.” Eric’s eyes widened as he relized that he was standing in the way.

“Uh, of course. Sorry, Jisung!” Said male let go of Minho’s hand in order to open his locker. The latter folded his arms across his chest, not letting Eric out of the corner of his eyes. The squirrel like boy wasn’t aware of what was happening behind his back. He was frightened about what his secret admirer had left in his locker! Praying, that Minho wouldn’t see it, he opened his locker and hid the new letter between his books. Internally thanking Eric for distracting him, he took the things he needed and quickly closed the door. But once he turned around, a shiver ran down his spine. The two boys were starring at each other, none of them backing down.

“Uhm…we should go to our classes haha. We don’t want to be late.”

“I’ll take you there.”

“No need to, hyung! You’ll be late for your class.”

“Yeah, no need to. We’re having the same class, I’m going with him.” Eric smiled sweetly at Jisung, ignoring Minho completely.

“Jisung.”

“Yes.” The small boy quickly took his hand to calm him down. Minho wasn’t known for his patience and Eric was milking every drop of it. “I really hate math! Which monster decides that it’s appropriate to have math classes on monday at 8am?” Jisung was ranting, hoping to ease the hostility between the boys.

“You know I can help you.” Minho smirked and winked what caused Jisung to blush. He didn’t know why but his mind went to other places at the thought of tutoring.

“Jisung, you can sit next to me now. I’m really good, I can help you!” Jisung surpressed a flinch when Minho tightened his grip on his hand.

“Thank you, Eric but- Oh, look Felix is there!” He waved at the boy who saved his life and let go of Minho’s hand to hug him. Felix was smiling brighthly, walking over with opened arms. The squirrel like boy went ahead and let a confused sound out when the puppy like boy dashed past him.

“Minho hyung!!!” Felix threw himself at the older boy who fortunally caught him.

“Hi Felix.” Jisung pouted deeply at the sight of the two boys hugging tightly.

“You traitor!” The younger dancer laughed loudly as he turned around to give his friend a hug.

“Sorry Sungie, but Minho hyung gives the best hugs!”

“Hey, I know that!” Said male was watching his two younger friends with a fond smile on his face, who were bickering about who was allowed to hug him first. Shaking his head, he put an arm around Felix’ shoulders and pulled Jisung to his other side, placing his hand on his waist.

“Jisung comes first but you’ll also get all the hugs you want. At least until Changbin kills me.”

“I can live with that.” Felix declared happily, grinning when he saw how much his cute friend flushed.

 

“I’ll see you later.” Minho patted Felix’ head, then turned to Jisung, who was watching him with hopeful eyes. He quickly put his arms around him and pulled him against his chest. The smaller one wound his arms around him, sighing contently.

“You won’t sit next to Eric, right?” Jisung wanted to make a joke about it but Minho’s eyes stopped the words in his throat. Was he actually insecure? The way he was looking at him with eyes dripping of worry and anxiety…

“No, I’ll be sitting next to Felix.” The dancer nodded relievedly and gifted him one last smile.

“Focus on your class, I not going to explain everything.” Jisung nodded with a smile on his chubby face, watching his hyung’s retreating back.

 

 

 

***

 

 

fake friend

 

[12:52 PM]

 

UwU: I listend to Wow

UwU: and lemme tell you one thing

Uwu: that’s some hetero

 

ratbin: NO

 

SoftLix: I mean my boyfriend produced that

SoftLix: ┐(￣ヘ￣)┌

 

Seungbean: Lix I hope you mean ex

Seungbean: I get that Chan hyung’s straight but Han and Changbin hyung????

Seungbean: How??

 

Hyunjon: I like that song

Hyunjon: jeogiyo noona hokshi namjachingu isseoyo

Hyunjon: watch me twerk to that

 

panicked DAD: NOOOOOOO

panicked DAD: why did you listen to that song?

 

cutiepie: it was nice to know you

cutiepie: I’ll go and kms now

 

soft kitty: we should make a choreography for it

soft kitty: who has a lot of money?

soft kitty: @Hyunjon @SoftLix

 

SoftLix: I wanna be Iron Man in the streets

 

panicked DAD: pls stob

 

UwU: Minho hyung

UwU: how does it feel to listen to Jisung hyung’s part?

 

soft kitty: well I don’t know whether he knows that I’m a male or not :(

 

cutiepie: omg pls stop

cutiepie: the song is sooo old and we were young and dumb

 

Seungbean: *are young and dumb

 

SoftLix: at least your boy doesn’t ask you to be Fiona

 

Hyunjon: hahahahahhahahahhahahhaha

Hyunjon: were you guys high while writing it?

 

UwU: yes Shrek sunbaenim pls answer

 

*soft kitty changed ‘ratbin’ to ‘Shrek Sunbaenim’

soft kitty changed ‘panicked DAD’ to ‘Better than Tony’

soft kitty changed ‘cutiepie’ to ‘Noona Hunter’*

 

Better than Tony: you Minho

 

UwU: this is gold

 

Hyunjon: I also want another name :(

 

*UwU changed ‘Hyunjon’ to ‘Eunuch’*

 

Shrek Sunbaenim: (⊙_⊙)

 

Noona Hunter: (⊙_⊙)

 

Seungbean: Jeongin came here to kill

 

Eunuch: Innie???

Eunuch: what are you implying?

 

UwU: Uhm nothing?

UwU: I’m a child of god, I would never

UwU: but if I would be

UwU: I would have implied that you apparently lack two balls

UwU: I mean you wanted to ask me out for how long now?

 

soft kitty: maybe you should sort this out…privately

 

Seungbean: party pooper

Seungbean: we also wanna have fun

 

Better Than Tony: Seungmin

Better Than Tony: Jinnie, Innie pls don’t be like this

 

Eunuch: you’re right

Eunuch: Innie meet me at the park next to your favorite café later

 

SoftLix: wait this sounds like you’re going to throw hands

 

soft kitty: why throwing hands when you can throw it back?

 

Shrek Sunbaenim: omg I hate u

Shrek Sunbaenim: but it really sounds like a fight

 

UwU: I’ll be there

UwU: you better come alone

 

cutiepie: I hate all of you

 

Seungbean: shut up and charge your camera’s battery

Seungbean: Imma film that

 

Eunuch: there’s no fight wtf

Eunuch: I’ll be there at 4pm

 

UwU: ok, let’s bring it on

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