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"Chan...Shut up please."

He'd been talking nonstop about his date with Felix last night - rubbing in the fact that Minho was currently alone. "Oh relax 'Rhino' you'll be getting your boy later on tonight so stop being so cranky."

Whether his bad mood was caused by the absence of Jisung or the fact that his students couldn't pick up a simple twelve count choreo wouldn't be said.

"Whatever, tell Felix we should hang out soon, it feels like I haven't seen him in forever." Minho looked both ways before crossing over the busy streets. He was way too sexy to be roadkill in his mind.

"Definitely, We should all chill together soon. You know, the gang! The squad! For liferssss." Minho cringed from his words. Chan had always tried to sound cooler than he was, like if his old age wasn't apparent enough.

"Dammit Chan! Stop trying to use slang. You sound like an idiot." He heard Chan laugh on the other line

"You love it. Anyways, I'll talk to you later - Felix is trying to pull off my pants. Bye bestie!" He hung up the line, leaving Minho in absolute disgust.

'I'm convinced he was dropped as a child...Down A hill and off a cliff.'

Minho continued walking, taking out his headphones and blasting music through his ears. Trying his hardest to try and forget the conversation he'd just had.

He needed to kill some time before picking up Jisung. Minho could just go a little earlier but he didn't want to seem overly desperate to Changbin - who'd surely tease the hell out of him.

A bright colored sign of a bakery catches Minho's attention so he decided that would be a good way to use his time.

Minho walked inside, heading to a table and offering the workers a fake smile. They were all mostly female and eyeing Minho heavily. The cashier at the front even went as far as to wink at him, a hand trailing across her exposed stomach.

'Damn my parents for blessing me with such breathtakingly good visuals.' 

He gagged while putting his stuff down, settling in a booth pretty far in the back. Minho pulled out his phone, clicking on Seungmin's contact.

'Hey idiot. Come keep me some company.'  He pressed send, then placed his phone down onto the table.

Minho tapped the table boredly, startling when a waitress appeared next to him suddenly. It looked as if she had altered her uniform. Skirt pulled higher up her waist then it was supposed to, practically covering nothing. Her shirt tucked lower, showing off her (obviously fake) chest.

"Hello. What can I get you?"

Minho avoided eye contact "Regular black coffee, medium...and a cinnamon roll." The waitress nodded 

  "Got ya! Don't be shy, you can look at me sweetheart."

Minho ignored her, going back on his phone. "I'm not giving you the satisfaction of seeing my eyes. I don't think you deserve such a reward." The waitress nodded stiffly and walked away. "I just can't catch a break." He murmured under his breath

From the corner of his eye, Minho could see a person sliding into the booth in front of him.