Paint you Naked [MINSUNG]

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Jisung cursed as he heard the knocks on his door. He grabbed the papers he had just dropped and hit the back of his head on the corner of the table, and cursed again.

"This has got to be a joke. Going!" He screamed, grabbing his laptop and throwing everything he thought he could need inside his bag, ran to the bathroom and dropped the toothbrush he had had in his mouth for the last minutes. "God, why am I so late." He rubbed his face, cleaning his face and ruffling his own hair simply until it looked half presentable when someone knocked on the door again. "Going, god, get in the car and just wait a bit longer, will you?"

He heard a voice answering outside, and he knew he was being cursed at, then, so he grabbed his keys and ran to the hall, dropping another few papers on the way but not caring. He opened the door and liked it behind him fast, running to the car.

"You're late."

"I'm always late."

The girl rolled her eyes, pulling her sunglasses slightly down to glare at him.

"And everyday I want to punch you more."

Jisung smiled cutely, leaning closer to her.

"But you love me too much to do- hey!" He shouted at the hand that pushed his face away, turning back and glaring now at the other girl. "Yves, didn't know you were coming. Why are you in the back?"

"Don't try to change the topic, don't get too close to my girl."

"My bestfriend." He teased back, and if Chuu hadn't started the car and started driving, they would be at that endlessly, but as soon as the car started moving, both of them turned to the front and grabbed on for dear life.

"So, exited?"

"For college?" Jisung arched an eyebrow, still tightly holding onto the seat. "Why would I be exited?"

"We're ditching."

"What?"

Yves laughed in the backseat.

"This guy even forgets his own boyfriend's plans."

Jisung's eyes widened at the mention, and he rushed to grab his phone to check the date, facepalming as the two girls laughed.

"I'm an idiot. Oh no." His head snapped back up. "No no no no-"

"What, dramatic bitch?"

"I look like shit." He whined. "I thought today we had college I didn't even put on any make up-"

"For what's worth, you always look like shit."

Jisung sighed, shaking his head.

"Calm down, Minho doesn't care." Chuu used a soft voice, smiling a bit at the panicked guy. "You guys have been together for three years, Han Jisung if he was going to drop you because of your bare face he would have done it a while ago."

"But-"

"Shut up." Yves slapped the side of his head from the backseat. "That man is ridiculously whipped for you he will not care about that pimple of yours-"

"I have a pimple?" He gasped, pulling the mirror down and frenetically checking his face.

"Yves!"

"What? I thought he had seen it-"

"Not helping." Chuu whined, rolling her eyes at the chaos that erupted as the two started fighting again.
She had been driving Jisung to college since the first year, a week her, a week him, and every time her girlfriend came with them they always ended up fighting like that.