Maybe I just wanna be yours | Minsung

I wanna be your Ford Cortina

It was 4pm and already dark outside, the corridors of the school empty of its students from earlier. Only a few people roamed around, surely going to a club or the library to study.

Jisung and Jeongin walked down the stars, the dark outside and the empty halls soothing Jisung somewhat.

After walking down the stairs they took a right, entering another long corridor and walking up to the first classroom.

"this is usually where we do poetry club, but if we aren't here it'll be in the outside music classrooms since they're always quiet at this time" Jeongin told, looking at Jisung as he spoke before turning to push open the door.

Walking in the room Jisung immediately recognised two of the three boys already sat there. They were both in his science class, one of them being the tall one with long blonde hair and the other one being the boy with braces.

"hi guys, I was about to apologise for being late but half of you aren't even here yet." Jeongin chuckled, taking a seat on one of the cushions on the floor by the teacher's desk where some space had been cleared for them.

"ah! I recognise him, he was in our science class" the braces boy spoke up.

Jisung looked up from where he was awkwardly sat next to Jeongin, seeing the boy with braces sat on a table swinging his legs together. The long haired boy was leaning against the table beside him, looking at his phone that brightened up the half-dark room a little.

It was a relaxed atmosphere to say the least, and Jisung felt cozy despite feeling as though he didn't quite belong there.

"oh, really? that's cool," Jeongin started, smiling.
"Jisung, that boy is Seungmin and the lanky one is Hyunjin"

"h-hi" Jisung greeted smally.

"oh yeah, I remember him now" Hyunjin spoke up. "hi" he smiled before looking back at his phone again.

Jisung had to hold back his own smile after seeing Hyunjin's, he found it so cute.

Everyone turned their heads to the door when they heard it swing open, revealing an angry looking Minho.

"yeah, yeah, sorry I'm late or whatever." he huffed, groaning as he sat on a table and immediately took out his phone, paying no attention to anyone in the room.

"don't worry, Miya and Chuu aren't even here yet" A guy with brown hair spoke, one that Jisung didn't recognize.

"that's Chan" Jeongin whispered in his ear, making him jump a little bit.

He nodded, taking in some details about him.
His shoulders were rather broad as he could see through his black button up shirt. He had on some ripped black jeans and black doc Martin's, making him look like a typical 'bad boy' in a way. He, alike Jeongin, had visible dimples on his face.

Gentler this time, the door opened, revealing Miya and a girl shorter than her.

"oh my god, we're so late" Miya ruffled her hair, checking the clock on the wall.

The girl next to her reached out to cling onto Miya's arm, staring at Jisung a little before getting shy and looking up at Miya.

"Jisung, I assume you've met the others" she began. "this is Jiwoo, but she likes to be called Chuu"

Chuu smiled, taking her gaze away from Miya to look at Jisung, still shy.

Jisung could empathize with her, knowing what it's like to feel small under the gaze of multiple people.

"Right, let's get started. Minho, did you actually finish the poem I asked you to write last meeting?" Miya asked, tilting her head.

"nope" he flatly said, not even looking up from his phone.

She sighed, rolling her eyes before talking about poetry stuff with the other boys that Jisung stopped paying attention to.

He watched as Chuu tried her hardest to crawl onto Miya's lap, finding it adorable and holding back a smile when she slid off.

She eventually got up, straddling Miya's thighs who was sat on the teacher's desk, burying her head in her neck in order to hide.

Miya patted her back as she talked, looking down at her occasionally with a fond smile.

"they must be close friends" Jisung turned to Jeongin.

"Friends? I don't know what sort of friends look at each other like that." Jeongin chuckled, patting Jisung's shoulder.

"what do you mean? so if they're not friends, then they don't like each other?" Jisung cluelessly responded, confused.

"some people are gay, Jisung" Jeongin laughed, turning his attention back to the others.

'oh! oh yeah, I forgot about that' Jisung thought, remembering he was in fact also gay.

He must admit they looked cute together, and something in the back of his mind told him that he wanted what the two of them had.

"can you guys stop feeling each other up in the meetings, it's weird" Minho glared at the girls, Chan slapping him on the shoulder and glaring at him.

Chuu shuffled impossibly closer to Miya, hiding herself away even further.

"you're such a dick" Hyunjin complained.

"you should choke on one, no one asked for your opinion" Minho grunted, getting up and storming out of the classroom.

"what the fuck.." Seungmin breathed out in disbelief, Hyunjin pinching the bridge of his nose beside him.

"he's probably gone to see Changbin" Hyunjin spoke up, lifting his head. "I'll go find him"

"God..." Chan sighed, clearly worried but he quickly brushes it off.

"I think we should go back to our dorms for today, I can't be bothered with this right now" Miya suggested, already getting up and shooing Chuu off of her lap.

"Good idea." Chan agreed, getting up and patting Seungmin's back as they walked out the door together.

"don't get the wrong idea about this club, this hardly ever happens" Miya gave Jisung a sympathetic smile.

Chuu came a bit closer to Jisung, smiling a little before opening her arms.

He gave her a hug, feeling her snuggle into his chest. "sorry it was bad, will be better next time" she giggled and pulled away, attaching to Miya once again like velcro.

"she does that, sorry" Miya chuckles sheepishly.

"it's fine, she's cute" Jisung smiles and waves her off, watching them leave, him and Jeongin also exiting the room shortly after.

"well that was shit" Jeongin laughed, taking the stairs two at a time.

"Kinda, but oh well" Jisung responded, jogging up after him.

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Chucking his clothes from the day on the end of his bed, he got under the covers in his pajamas, ready to sleep.

He pretended to be asleep already as he watched Jeongin walk about the room, putting things in places and brushing his teeth, holding 4 million things at once and ending up dropping half of them in one go.

He yelped with his mouth closed, mouth still full of toothpaste, fumbling to pick them all back up.

It amused Jisung, and he felt like he was learning new things about his roommate as he watched him do things.

Just as Jeongin had settled on his bed and taken out his phone, illuminating the room, there was quite a violent knock at the door.

It was continuos and wouldn't stop, and Jisung was already feeling the panic start to set in as his heart rate and breathing increased.

"what the fuck, I'll answer it" Jeongin threw himself out of his bed.

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