Favorite Artist|| MingJoong

Chapter 2

Author POV
Mingi sat at the top, his legs were longer than everyone else's, minus his friends who also sat at the top.

"Smash." Hyuk commented as a girl with blue hair walked into the room.

"Big smash." Hyuk said again, a boy with a soft boy aesthetic had made his way up the stairs.

The boy sipped on his coffee, his heart was beating faster as he made sure to not make a mistake.

"Don't scare him." Jun hissed.

"I know you hear me." Hyuk said.

Mingi face palmed, Jun rolled his eyes, Taesan sighed, and Gyuvin groaned.

Jaemin turned around, looking up at him causing Hyuk's heart to beat through his throat.

"Me?" Jaemin asked, turning his head to the side.

"Yeah." Hyuk stuttered.

Mingi's mind was blown, Hyuk? Stuttered? While flirting?

"Oh don't be so shy now, ask me for my number." Jaemin said.

"Number have may I?" Hyuk said, Jaemin's eyes staring up at him had him so discombobulated, if they were standing would it be just as bad?

"Cute." Jaemin said, handing him the card with his number on it.

Jaemin turned around and focused on the notes of the lecture.

"Y-Yeah." Jun mocked.

"number have may I?" Mingi said, his usual deep voice changing to match Hyuk's.

"Shh, he can hear you." Hyuk groaned.

The class went on with a few teasing remarks towards Hyuk.

On the other hand, Hongjoong was sitting in the middle, not too far from Jaemin. Hiding from the teacher who was picking on random students to answer.

"Song Mingi." Mrs.Shin called.

"Yes?" Mingi responded.

Hongjoong stiffened, Wooyoung's eyes widened. Hongjoong grabbed Wooyoung's hand and slowly squeezed, Wooyoung yelping silently as the color drained from his hand.

Well isn't this the consequences of my own actions, Wooyoung thought to himself

As Mingi answered the question Hongjoong realized he had a slight problem. Hongjoong groaned and put his head down. He heard a loud clearing of the throat.

"Mr.Kim"

Several heads looked up.

"Hongjoong."

Back to Writing notes.

"Yes Professor Shin?" Hongjoong answered.

"Is there something bothering you about this class?" Professor Shin asked.

"No ma'am, I was just-" Hongjoong tried to reason.

"If this was a law program I'd be happy to hear your explanation, but I'll leave the class evaluations to the dean." Mrs.Shin said with a bitter smile, opening the door for him.

Hongjoong packed his stuff and headed out, barely able to really walk because he was bricked up in skinny jeans.

+~Author POV~+
"Okay really think about it, how was I supposed to know a well renowned pornstar was going to our school and had 3 of the same classes we did?" Wooyoung asked, dodging the objects Hongjoong threw at him.

"I don't know have you listened to Frank Ocean?" Hongjoong asked.

"I mean cmon now, I know people who do pole dancing as a side hustle but hell did I know pornstars who strictly used their voice went to the school. How was I supposed to know you were gay?! I mean all I've ever been approached by were females that wanted to smash your head in because you were fucking with 3 girls at a time!" Wooyoung exclaimed, catching the toaster that was thrown at him.

"Alright no throwing toasters at my boyfriend, I need him for recreational purposes." Yeosang said, moving Hongjoong out the kitchen.

"I'm not gay! I don't know anything about being gay." Hongjoong groaned.

"All you have to do is approach him, say he's cute, he'll probably call you an arrogant asshole, and yeah." Wooyoung said, grabbing his head when Yeosang threw a plastic spoon at his head.

"Guys c'mon now there's a person on the other side of this head." Wooyoung pouted.

"Is there a brain?" Hongjoong asked.

"It's not my fault deep voices turn you on. You're just like me." Wooyoung laughed, Yeosang turning red in the ears at the comment.

"Okay, I gotta change classes." Hongjoong sighed.

"Or get laid, so you can cum to his voice...again." Wooyoung suggested.

Hongjoong groaned, this is not how this week was supposed to go. Talking to Mingi? A man who made him cum with his voice alone? Hongjoong's pride was a bit too strong for that. He had no intentions of talking to Mingi, he'd simply ignore his existence, for the entire semester.

"I'm hungry, are we done talking about how long you last when a 6'0 athletic pornstar is speaking?" Yeosang asked.

"How could you possibly think about your stomach at a time like this?" Hongjoong asked.

"Because I'm paying." Yeosang said.

Hongjoong's mood instantly switched, it was the broke college student in him.

"I think that's an amazing idea! It'll help me get him off my mind, yk a little food in me." Hongjoong said with a smile.

"A little dick in you would help you stop yapping about him too." Wooyoung muttered.

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