Hidden Love | Minsung

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~ Third Pov.

As the last hour of college started, Jisung went to the next class he will have together with Minho.

Thanks to Felix, he now had a chance to somehow get closer to him and he was going to use that chance.

He didn't want to give up, he wanted to use the last drop of hope. He didn't want to give up his love for Minho.

Jisung stepped into the classroom and directly got a smile from the black haired boy who waved at him.

Also with a smile, the blond-haired one sat down next to his best friend and took out his materials from his backpack and then directed his gaze forward while the older one did not take his eyes off him.

Jisung seemed to notice his best friend's stare and began chewing nervously on his lower lip.
"Everything a-alright?" with a nervous smile, the younger looked to Minho, who was eyeing him.
"I noticed earlier that you look pretty tired..." the black-haired one stated and Jisung looked at him in surprise.

It was true that the younger hadn't really much sleep, as Minho and that stupid party just wouldn't get out of his head.

He hadn't expected Minho to notice, though.
"Yeah, I didn't sleep very well." Jisung scratched the back of his neck and smiled slightly, then averted his gaze.

But when a hand suddenly wrapped around his head and pulled him to the side, Jisungs heart leapt. Minho had laid the younger's head on his shoulder, his hand still around Jisungs head.
"Get some sleep." the older murmured, stroking lightly through Jisungs brown hair.

His heart did a whole parkour in his chest and his cheeks turned a light shade of pink.

"But what about the pro-"

"Don't worry, just sleep." Minho smiled but Jisung couldn't see that and did like he was told. Although he couldn't sleep because of his pounding heart, he still tried to relax a little.

Minho's fresh scent tickled his nose and his warmth made him feel good. He enjoyed the way Minho lightly played with his hair and had to grin to himself.

These were exactly the things that kept Jisung hoping, even though all these things might not mean anything. But he just wanted to enjoy it, because who knows. Maybe it will be the last time.

After a few minutes, the younger one had managed to sleep peacefully, his head still leaning on Minho's shoulder.

Like a treasure, the older one looked at the younger one and had to admit that he looked pretty cute when he slept. With a smile on his face, Minho stroked Jisung's hair again and wrapped individual strands around his index finger.

"And you say you two aren't together?" Changbin leaned forward and watched the image of Minho and Jisung as Jisung slept peacefully on his shoulder.
"Oh shut up." Rolled Minho's eyes, as these stupid sayings were really starting to get on his nerves.

Jisung was very special to him on a friendly level, although deep down that was a lie.

Minho lied to himself to protect his own feelings, knowing full well that such a thing would never end well. He didn't want to be hurt.

The younger one had a very special place in his heart that no one else could ever occupy.

It belonged to Han Jisung all by itself.