𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 ✦ minsung (discontinued)

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"Guys!" A purple haired male yelled to the group of boys sitting at their usual table in the cafeteria, running over to join them.

"Hey babe, what is it?" Changbin wrapped his arm around the said boy as he sat down, an excited smile on his face.

"Guess what?"

"What?" Jeongin looked up from the English textbook Chan was helping him go through.

"That's not the point of guessing!"

"Fine- Did you fail biology again?" Seungmin asked with a raised brow.

"What, no! Why would I be excited about that? Plus, I'm not that stupid."

"Debatable."

Hyunjin choked on his drink and snorted in laughter, both Changbin and Felix sending glares his way as he laughed, Seungmin glancing at him and biting his lip to stop himself from laughing too.

"Sorry, sorry, carry on Felix." Hyunjin said as he caught his breath.

"Well, I heard from some freshmen I passed in the hall that there's a fair here this weekend!" Felix clapped his hands excitedly, and Jisung's eyes lit up.

"Really? I haven't been to a fair since I moved from Malaysia, I wanna go!"

"I'm not sure about that." Minho spoke, but Jisung groaned and turned to him with an exasperated expression.

"Minho, I've been back in school for three weeks and it's been over a month since the incident. I'm fine! Look, even all of my scars are gone!" Rolling up the long sleeves of his pastel pink sweater, he held his arms out to the male opposite him, turning them so he could see the scarless pale skin.

"Give him a break, Minho. We get that you're being protective and trying to keep him safe but no one dares to touch him after you one; almost killed Jackson for him, and two; almost threatened the whole school in the hallways when he first came back. Also, there's barely ever a time when you're not with him and everyone thinks you're fucking terrifying so they don't go near you. Let him have fun, he's fine now."

After Chan's words, Minho sighed and nodded. "Fine. We'll go then."

Jisung smiled and reached over to pat the elder's head with his small hand and got a surprised look in return. Minho felt his cheeks heat up quickly at the small action of affection. "W-What..."

"Well, you've done it to me before so I can do it to you too." Jisung shrugged as Changbin paused and squinted at the older brunette's cheeks.

"Are you blushing?" He inquired, Minho's eyes widening as he instantly cleared his throat and shook his head, looking away from the table.

"No." He spoke in an attempted calm voice, although the looks everyone was giving him implied that no one believed him.

"You can show emotion, Hyung, it's a normal thing to do." Jeongin spoke, letting Chan close the textbook as they began to eat along with the others.

Clearing his throat again, Minho changed the subject and tried to let his blush fade. "Anyway, are we all going then? To the fair?"

"I'd say so." Chan nodded, looking around at the rest of the group as they all nodded.

"Oh my god, this is going to be so fun!" Jisung squealed as he clapped his hands, drawing a small smile from Minho as he watched the younger boy with adoration.

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"Minho~!" The said male looked up from his phone as Jisung came skipping into the main area from the bedroom, calling out for him.

"Yeah?"

"What should I wear to the fair? I have an hour to get ready and I haven't chosen an outfit."

"Why are you stressing about the time? I'm not getting ready yet, we've got ages."

Jisung dropped down on the other end of the sofa to Minho, whining, "But you naturally pull anything off and can get ready in less than fifteen minutes! I have to take the time to pick something good and then I also feel like wearing some makeup and or something but I probably won't be able to pull it off and-"

"Jisung, shut up." Minho scoffed, his gaze on the younger boy. "You look good in anything, but if it's that much of a problem, I'll choose an outfit for you. If you want to wear makeup, wear makeup and if anyone criticises you, I'll shoot them."

"Y-You'll shoot them? But you don't even have a gun-"

"How would you know?"

Jisung stared wide eyed at the elder who just laughed and patted his head before standing up. Jisung just sat still in surprise as his eyes followed Minho.

"Now you're blushing." Minho teased as he walked into the bedroom, Jisung scurrying after him.

"H-Hey, wait, no I'm not!"

"There's no use in denying it, Squirrel, you look like a beetroot. Plus, now I know you like head pats." Minho continued as he checked through the blond's wardrobe, occasionally pulling put pieces of clothing and creating an outfit.

He chose a black hoodie with rips in the shoulder, lace holding them together, a high waisted skirt with a corset style waist and black-navy and white pattern and black heeled boots that went knee high.

"Put that on and then I'll help you do your makeup." The brunet spoke as he was about to walk out the door.

"Wait, you know how to do makeup?" Jisung asked, surprised.

Minho nodded. "Hyunjin made me learn a while back 'for fun'. Anyway, do that quickly so I can get ready too."

And with that, Minho left the room.

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this is jisung's outfit :]

okay bai bai