Walking in the Wind | 2Min

Chapter 15

The following week wasn't that eventful. Hyunjin was busy selecting and assigning roles to the dance crew leaving Minho and Seungmin by themselves.

Having nothing productive to do, the two were warming up to the backstage crew to make it easier for them to co-operate once they need to begin working. Minho would do all the talking while Seungmin just followed him around wherever he went having nothing better to do, barely even introducing himself at times.
The way Minho went up to random people and easily made friends amazed him. There were no topics he was unfamiliar with. Seungmin just stood beside him wondering how he spoke about studies, political ideas, books then about movies then at once going to music and series, and the genre knew no limit. Each and every new topic introduced would make Seungmin wonder 'What kind of joke is this? How can he talk to anyone and about anything? When does he find time to watch those even?'
And when he asked Minho about it, the elder just smirked and shrugged his shoulders.

Yeah, that's pretty much how the week was spent other than classes. And if you're wondering, then no Seungmin did not speak about that night again.

It was Saturday again and Minho requested this time that they should begin later cause he wanted his date with his bed to last longer.

So here we are on a Saturday evening with them sitting on Minho's bed with open books and a tray of food which Chan insisted Seungmin on finishing. It would be wrong to say food. It was just a packet of chips and cola. That's all Chan could prepare cause Minho kept on nagging how he had lunch not very long and that it's useless to waste even a packet of chips on a puppy who barely eats.

And just like Minho assumed, that tray was untouched for long until he took the initiative to drink being thirsty for doing all the talking.

Seungmin just watched him sipping from the can just as he did on the day they first met.
Sensing eyes on him, Minho pushed the tray towards the younger. "Eat, eat, eat! Chan Hyung will come and feed you if you don't."
[A/N: why does this remind me of jisung's you eat!? XD]

Seungmin diverted his eyes towards the tray, picked up a chip and nibbled on it.
"Something wrong?", Minho asked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
"No.....Why?" Seungmin replied after swallowing the content in his mouth.
"You seem distracted all of a sudden."
"Oh...nothing, I was just wondering."
"About?"
"Things."
"Things?"
"Yeah."
Minho raised an eyebrow.
"What? Don't look at me like that!"
"Well, I wanna know what could you probably be wondering when you're supposed to be studying?"
"You wanna know?"
Minho nodded his head.

"I thought you were a jerk when we first met."
"I'm offended!" The elder faked a hurt face clutching his chest.
"Don't get me wrong! I heard about you on the campus and you just came off a little too full of yourself."
"And now?"
"I guess you're fine?"
"Fine, eh?" Minho smirked.
"What do you want me to say then? You're nice? You're good? Or.....you're perfect?"
"Perfect sounds good!"

"Yeah...maybe you are....actually you kinda are perfect." Seungmin sighed.

"What's with sighing now?"

"Nothing... My dad thinks you are perfect though... Says you are a good influence and bla bla bla.. "

"So keep me close then, lil pup!"

"You wish!" Seungmin sneered.

Minho glanced at him and with a small smirk said, "You wanted to keep me close though... You know, you've been tagging along for the practices and all."

"You know it's not because of you." He sounded a little annoyed now.

"Oh really? I didn't see you hanging around with him though."