Fifteen Minutes
Description
Title: Fifteen Minutes
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Comedy (?), Fluff, /sweats nervously R-Roommamaannncneeee?????? /irregular breathing SLIGHT ANNGGGSTTT????
Pairing(s): Xiuhan, and more that will be revealed as the story progresses alright so just stay with me here.
Warnings: Foul language, bullying, harassment. and ty writing haHAh..
Hi uh idk how this works but if its rated m its juST for the swearing alright, and yeah here enjoy some nice Xiuhan. (veRy cLicHe XiuhANh ha ahHAH) I love you. <3 ^^
Foreword
15 minutes of alone time, every morning before class, spent with the new kid, for a week. That's all it takes for Minseok to truly fall in love.
"Hey uh, you've been staring for like, ten minutes."
Minseok gapes. He has the urge to correct the boy, but no words form in his brain, not a syllable comes off his tongue. His soul has left his body, and the only thing that matters are those bright, brown, doe like eyes, framed by long eyelashes. Those thin lips, stretched out to reveal straight, pearly white teeth. That fair skin, those pink tinted cheeks.
How the hell is this thing even real?
"Um. Do you need anything?" The boy asks, his sweet, beautiful voice pulling Minseok out of his trance and back into reality. He was standing in front of Minseok now, towering over him a bit. There's a brief moment of silence, and Minseok has never felt so uncomfortable in his life. He looks back at the clock briefly.
8:24 am.
"Nine minutes." Minseok blurts. The boy stares at him, one eyebrow raised, "Excuse me?"
Minseok takes a deep breath, mumbles "You got this man," under his breath, puts on a straight face, and reaches up to place his hands on the boy's shoulders.
"I have been staring at you for nine minutes. Not ten. Nine. You were a minute off. Nice try though."
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