How To Trap A Kiss [Stray Kids] ✓

Chapter 12

Jisung is still waiting for the kiss to come, with eyes still adorably shut. But it never happens.

Slowly opening his eyes, he is greeted with Minho's mysterious and alluring gaze. The younger finds himself not being able to utter a single word, just unknowingly releases a relieved sigh to the fact that they didn't kiss earlier.

"See what I mean?" The older chuckles. "I'm not the one you want to kiss with. And even if we do, your mind will probably trick you.. like making you imagine you're kissing certain someone instead of me for example?" He winks, putting a stress on the word certain someone.

Jisung's shoulders go slump. He opens and closes his mouth, about to argue back. But frankly speaking, he just can't. What the older said earlier is ironically correct after all.

"Go take a seat. You seem to need it." The school doctor suggests, receiving a defeated nod.

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Minho is washing the dishes when his phone goes off. Since Jisung has gone home a few minutes ago, he cannot ask him to bring him the ringing device.

Taking off the washing gloves, he jogs his way to the dining table. He assumes the caller must be Felix. But to his surprise, it's Chan.

"Oh, it's Channie." He mutters.

"Hi, hyung.. I'm at my house.. He's drunk?! Where are you?.. Okay, I'm going there."

[10 minutes later]

As soon as he reaches the destination, he quickly walks to Chan's car, opening the car door only to find his boyfriend is comfortably sitting while sleeping on his ex's lap.

Averting his gaze to Chan's eyes, there is an unreadable glint reflected on them, making him unknowingly gulp. He doesn't know how to put his finger on it; he just knew he's in a big trouble.

"When are you planning to tell me?" Chan asks rather calmly.

Minho mentally sighs, cursing himself. The older doesn't need to specifically state what he's talking about. After all, his relationship with Felix is the only thing he purposely didn't tell the older.

So he closes the car door and takes a seat like a good boy, fingers fiddle with each other. He doesn't dare enough to look at the older, but Chan makes him by placing his hand on the younger's jaw.

"I'm sorry." Minho eventually utters. "You can fire me, but please, let Felix continue his study in your school."

"I'm not mad at you, Min. I'm just... disappointed at myself."

"But why-"

"Let's just move Felix to your car, yeah? I need to go somewhere after this." He lies, leaving no room for Minho to argue, so the latter just nods.

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