shy boy | changjin

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Jisung sighed as he cast a glance at the disappearing figure of Changbin. The boy seemed better in the morning, but he knew how badly heartbroken the older was, despite the small smiles.

Jisung decided to go with him earlier and just wait for his own classes in the library. He wanted the boy to feel less upset and lonely. There was also another reason why he came to school earlier.

The blue-haired boy strode across the  hallways to the other side of the campus and stopped once he reached his destination.

Jisung kept the smaller's snuggled body in his arms while the boy slowly drifted off to sleep. He smiled sadly at the almost dry traces of tears on the older's puffy cheeks and caressed it gently not to wake the boy in his embrace up.

How badly he wished he could make Changbin happy. He wanted to be his reason to laugh, to blush, to pout, but never to cry. If he could, he would keep his friend in his arms every night, not as a friend but as a lover.

In Jisung's eyes, Changbin was perfect. He was beautiful, funny, adorable, hardworking and caring. Before he had realized how deep his feelings for the older ran, Changbin developed a crush on the dance major and Jisung had sworn to be happy as long as he was happy.

He sighed and closed his eyes.

ding

The boy opened them again and turned his head carefully to look over his desk, where Changbin's phone was.

He didn't want to pry into his privacy, but as soon as he saw a new message from 'LeeKnow' he reached for the phone and opened the app.

LeeKnow

Binnie

Bin

Please, I need to talk to you

I beg you

It's not what you think

smolbean

Meet me by the library
in the first period tomorrow/J

Jisung looked around and met Minho's serious gaze. He wanted to scoff at the older's face, but he kept it to himself and instead pushed himself off the wall he was leaning on and stepped closer to him.

"Before you give me some bullshit, I want to know what the fuck are you up to?" he asked threateningly.

The older glared at the younger.

"Listen, Jeongin-"

"Jisung."

"Listen, Jisung. I know you are Changbin's friend, but I need to talk to him directly."

"And why's that? I'm not letting you anywhere close to him after he spent the whole night crying over you and your friend," he spat.

Minho gasped; his expression changed to guilt and sadness.

"He misunderstood Hyunjin-"

The blue-haired boy laughed dryly.

"Yeah? What's there to misunderstand about being called a weirdo and that the asshole doesn't care about him?" he asked sarcastically, only to be harshly shoved to the wall and trapped between the older's hands.

"Shut the fuck up for a second and let me speak, brat,"

Jisung gulped and let the furious boy continue. He hated Minho's guts, but the way he asserted his dominance made his knees buckle.

"Hyunjin didn't mean what he said. He likes Changbin, but he's too proud to admit that he likes the boy who hit on him with a shitty pickup line."

"Wait. So, you mean he knows that 'smolbean' is Changbin?"

"Yes, I told him that because I thought it would be funny to see his reaction to the fact that the cutie he's into is the same person who he said he would never get with because of the cringy message."

Jisung felt his chest burn with anger. He flipped their positions and grabbed the brunette's by the collar.

"So you were playing with Changbin's feelings all this time? He was just a part of you sick game?" he growled.

"I know I fucked up, okay? When Hyunjin told me about the weird message, I thought it would be funny to hit the person up. I didn't know Binnie was that feisty. I have met him before and helped him reach a book, but only after we chatted I learned more about him. He is such a cute little bunny, I couldn't believe he wrote a message like this," Minho trailed off, smiling softly at the image of the smaller boy.

Jisung loosened up the grip on his collar and coughed awkwardly.

"I wrote that," he mumbled sheepishly, catching the older off-guard.

Minho's eyes widened significantly and he smirked.

"Oh I see. You do look like a feisty type," he teased. "If you were the one who messaged Hyunjin then it makes things easier for us."

"What? Why?"

"I told you he likes Changbin but is too dumb to admit it since he thinks it's him who wrote the message. When we tell him it was you not the cutie, he'll apologize to him and then kiss kiss fall in love," he singsonged.

Jisung looked at the ridiculous smile on the older's face and cracked up.

"Let's start the 'Changjin: Kiss kiss fall in love' mission."

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Hi, hewwo! 🤍

Does that book contain:

Lots of fluff? Yes.
A little bit of angst? Yes.
Itsy-bitsy of crack? Yes.
Spicy Mushrooms Ugly Trolls? Maybe.

Jisung's knees said Minho top.

Sorry, I'm in a good mood (NOEASY teaser was hilarious. It looked like some Marvel teen series.) and I had fun writing this chapter. Thanks for reading my book and supporting it. Don't forget to vote and comment if you liked it.

Have a lovely day/night. 🍒