~Minsung Oneshots~

Only soft for him

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Jisung smiled at his reflection in the mirror, swayed his body side to side, feeling the pink short skirt slightly hitting his thighs. He ruffled his hair, he wanted it to be a little messy on purpose, because he knew Minho liked when it was soft, and also a little bit fluffy.

He thought he looked cute. He always wanted look cute, mainly because of Minho. He wanted the older to see him as a cute squirrel-like human, but it wasn't so easy to have his attention. He always turned Jisung off if he was too affectionate with him, or just ignored him, paid no attention to his whines and nagging, but in the end he always lets Jisung cuddle him, well, he didn't really say anything, just let it happen. But these days Jisung didn't get from the older what he wanted. He was always a sucker for attention, and he could be really annoying when he didn't get what he wanted. If not Minho, he still bothered his other hyungs for cuddles, mainly Changbin and Hyunjin.

A week ago he ordered a few skirts in different lengths and colors, he thought it would draw Minho's attention to him more. He didn't tell his teammates about his little plan, but he decided to just put on one of his new skirts, and a pinkish oversized hoodie, and go into the kitchen as if it not a big deal. But, he got anxious. What if they laughed at him? What if they would judge him for wearing a skirt? What if they would be disgusted by him? Would Minho think he's cute? Or would he think it's childish? He was having a hard time in the bathroom, and he didn't even realize how long he has been in there, until a knock on the door snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Han? Are you still in there?" A familiar voice, filled with worry asked through the door. Jisung knew who the voice belonged to, and he was glad it wasn't Minho. He quickly stood up, proceeded to take off the skirt, and he tried not to fall on his butt while he did so.

"Ye-yeah! Do you need anything, Channie hyung?" Jisung shouted, a little bit louder than he wanted to. "No, just you've been in there for almost half an hour, and I got kinda worried. Everything is okay, right?" Chan informed the younger, who was practically struggling with the zip of the skirt, but finally he could unzip it, and pull it off. He didn't give answer, just a few seconds delayed, as he was panicking about the zip.

"I'm okay! Just the skincare took a little bit more time. I'll be out in a sec." He sighed in relief when he heard Chan's steps going further from the bathroom door, he looked back into the mirror, smiled softly, then put the skirt back into the box which it came in, put on his shorts, and left the bathroom.

He first peeked his head out of the door, and looked around if anyone was in the hallway. Luckily, he heard muffled noises from the kitchen and the living room area, so he guessed the members were already waiting for Minho to finish the dinner. He tip toed into his room, and closed the door behind him as quietly as he could. He looked around his shared room with I.N, and he was glad he wasn't in there playing on the PS5.

He searched for a place where he could hide the carton box with the skirts in it. He thought of putting it under the bed, but there was too much space between the floor, and the bottom of the bed, so he soon dropped the idea. His eyes were roaming around the room when they landed on his closet. He thought for a second, then ran towards it, he opened the closet door, took out his shoe boxes and the basket he kept his socks in, and put the carton box under one shoe box, then put the basket on the top. It didn't catch the eye, it was like if it was one of the shoe boxes , the only difference is that it wasn't colored red, or blue. He sighed in relief, closed his closet, then exited the room, and went to the kitchen to eat Beef Wellington that Minho was making, hopefully well now.