Fixated On You | Minsung

Chapter Two

Minho was pacing up and down in his bedroom, fingers tangled up in his dark locks as he panicked.

This wasn't meant to happen. He wasn't meant to be involved with him, Jisung was never meant to know him. And now, Minho has no idea what to do. For the first time in his life he didn't know what to do next.

This wasn't planned, and it happened in the most casual way, that's why Minho was so pique about it. He thought maybe if he didn't put in his AirPods and paid attention to his surroundings he would have heard his camera drop and Jisung wouldn't have had to give it to him. He couldn't feel more stupid, how could he be so mindless?

But now that he got his first taste he doesn't think he can get enough.

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It was the next day and Minho was on his way to where Jisung worked. Usually he would just watch him from the outside but today he decided to go inside the building, maybe Jisung will even serve him. He hopes he does, that itself is a dream come true to Minho.

Minho entered the cafe and breathed in the strong scent of brewing coffee and an abundance of miscellaneous smells of food as he walked over to a seat near the window. He took the menu into his hands and decided to just order something small seeing as he didn't really want anything to eat as he only came here to see Jisung.

"Hi what can I get you?"

Minho looked up to where the voice was coming from and was immediately disappointed when the voice belonged to a young woman.

"I'll just have an iced Americano."

"No problem!" The woman left to put the order through.

Minho sighed, taking out his phone and replying to texts and scrolling through social media as he waited.

"Here you go."

An iced americano was placed on his table a little while later and he immediately looked at the hands around his cup. They were so familiar. Those delicate, angelic hands, the silver rings complimented them perfectly. He tilted his head up and let his gaze fix onto the male, staring into his opalescent eyes as he practically drooled over them, he never got to see such beauty up close like this. Minho thought he was an angel.

"T-thanks." Minho smiled widely showing his charming smile.

"You're welco—hold on, are you the guy from last night?"

"Oh yeah! You're Jisung right?" Minho played dumb.

"Minho!" Jisung giggled.

Minhos heart lit up when he heard him say his name back to him. He wanted to hear him say his name all day, or just listen to his soothing, melodious voice this close.

"That's me." Minho took a sip of his americano.

"Are you new around here? I've never seen you here before and I've already seen you twice in the span of a day." Jisung laughed.

"Uh yeah...I just moved here." Minho lied.

"Well if you ever need someone to show you around it'd be my pleasure!" Jisung joked. But Minho didn't take it as a joke, he wanted to do that, it sounded amazing.

But, Minho didn't want to come across as creepy so he just played along.

"I'll definitely keep it in mind." Minho winked only resulting in the others cheeks forming a light shade of red.

"Shy?" Minho joked.

"Never." Jisung smirked. "Why were you out so late last night anyways? It was cold and dark." Jisung changed the topic.