"Are you still here?" Chan, who actually wasn't surprised asked.
"No..." Minho, who obviously wasn't there, answered.
"Well, I guess I'm seeing a scary ghost then" Chan joked back.
"Maybe don't look at the mirror for once" Minho smirked, while laying on the floor of the practice room.
"Anyways, what are you doing here, at this time, shouldn't you go home? To sleep, or watch a horror movie?"
"I'm trying to make a choreography for Taemin's song"
"Which one?" Chan asked curiously.
"Advice" Minho sight's.
"Well good luck with that, I'm heading home now. My food is waiting for me"
"Alright, I soon will go as well"
Why is it so hard to create a dance choreography for someone else? "This sucks"
- - - - - - -
"Can I have one iced Americano, please" Jisung ordered from the coffee shop nearby.
He walked on his way home with his iced coffee in his hand, his phone in his other.
"Fuck! are you blind?"
"I- I'm sorry, I didn't see you"
Oh no... you again embarrassed yourself. Jisung thought.
"Do you need wipes?"
"..."
"I'm so sorry, I didn't see you"
"I will shove it in your mouth if you won't shut up" Minho said angrily.
"I'm sorry" jisung said while panicking.
"Give me your sweater"
"W- what?"
"You heard me. Give me your sweater"
"Okay, why?" Jisung took off his sweater, thank god he was wearing a shirt under.
"Because your fucking iced coffee is freezing me!" Minho who was only wearing a shirt yelled.
"Okay, I'm sorry, again. Here" he handed his sweater.
Minho took his shirt off to wear Jisung's sweater which surprised him. Why would he take off his shirt in public?
"Get out of my way, now" Minho scoffed.
"Will I get my sweater back?"
"Fine, give me your E-mail"
"Why E-mail?"
"It would have been weird if I asked you for your number"
"Oh..."
"Okay, you know what? Write your number down, I will text you for your address" Minho handed his notes.
Jisung wasn't sure at first, but he wrote it down anyways.
"Now leave!"
Jisung immediately walked away, in his shirt, in the cold.
I'm so stupid, he thought.
- - - - - - -
Minho got home, decided to take a quick shower.
It's 22:00 (10 PM) should I watch a movie?
Maybe I could text the coffee boy.
*He typed his phone number in his contacts*
Ah shit, what's his name?
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Tears Are Gonna Fall
Fanfiction- - - - - - - - "You promised me!..." Tears started to roll down Jisung's cheeks. "I know" Minho answered. "At least tell me you're sorry!" "Do you want me to lie?" ... " Will that make you feel any better?" "I hate you, Minho" And with that, Jisun...
