The Colors of Love - Minsung

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The four of them spent the next hour or so, awkwardly standing next to each other and pretending to be appreciating the various galleries the museum had to offer.

In reality, Jisung couldn't keep his eyes off Minho, preferring to stare at him than even the most famous and acclaimed paintings of history. To him, nothing beat Minho's beauty.

Minho on the other hand, felt pressured to keep his eyes on the art. He didn't want to seem disinterested in the art and offend Jisung.

So, for every painting they came across, he would stop to examine it and furrow his brows, pretending to be in deep concentration when in reality, his mind was completely blank.

And then there was Changbin and Jeongin. The two didn't even bother hiding the fact that they were staring at Jisung, and not the paintings. How shameless of them.

The only thoughts than ran through their minds was how cute Jisung looked in his normal clothes as opposed to the school uniform; or how nice he smelled whenever he came close enough.

Changbin chuckled silently to himself as he saw Jisung scrunch his nose and lean towards the painting, pretending to be interested in abstract art. His disinterest was so obvious.

Changbin found it cute seeing the younger boy try so hard for them. Knowing Jisung was bored in reality, he decided to relieve the younger one out of his torment.

"Jisung, I'm a bit hungry. And I'm sure that the others are too. How about we leave and go to a café to have a short break?"

The way Jisung turned towards him with sparkles in his eyes, cute nods, and a bright smile, Changbin could feel himself falling more in love— Uhhhhhh, no. He wasn't... in love? Definitely.

Jisung was so grateful to escape from that horrid place. He swore, if he had seen another painting, he would've exploded from boredom. Art was definitely not for him.

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"Please excuse me for a moment. I'll be right back," Minho told his companions as he bolted up from his seat in the café.

The guys nodded and Minho literally ran to the restroom. He didn't want to keep the others waiting, but most importantly... he'd been wanting to take a leak for about hours now!

Jisung had also excused himself as he received a phone call from someone, leaving behind both Changbin and Jeongin at the table. 

Feeling nervous to initiate a conversation with the other, Jeongin reached a pen from his bag and began doodling on the napkins in front of him while waiting for Minho and Jisung to come back.

Changbin on the other hand, took his phone out and scrolled through his socials. Minho came back to a very silent table. No one dared to talk to each other; they were busy with their own business.

Jeongin scribbling onto a napkin with a black pen was not left unnoticed by Minho. The latter leaned over the boy to take a peek at what he was drawing.

Upon settling his eyes on a very familiar figure, he gasped and leaned back in panic. Jeongin stopped shading and whirled around in alarm.

Minho stared at Jeongin who stared back, having been caught red-handed. He stayed silent as he examined the doodle.

Despite the materials that were used to create it, the drawing was very detailed and even Minho could tell that Jeongin was indeed very skilled.

Minho shifted his eyes to Jeongin who was looking down at his lap, a full blush adorning his cheeks. Minho couldn't help but grin. "Ah, I see. You're interested in him, aren't you?"

To be continued...

05/06/22 Thank you for 1k reads! I appreciate y'all <3