Patience, hyung || Minsung

~13~

A/n- fair warning i am sitting outside and it is freezing while i'm writing this chapter so my fingers are numb and i don't have time to proofread or edit. sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors! somewhat long chapter ahead

(EDITED)

It has now been a week since Minho and Jisung officially became "friends". There was not much interaction between the two, especially with Jisung being so busy recording for 3racha's come back happening soon.

Minho continued his struggle of getting through each day, working, going to classes and homework. Surprisingly enough, Minho's favorite parts of his week was now when he ended up at the "Idol hell hole" he'd call it. It wasn't so bad dealing with Hyunjin as he had predicted it to be. Except when he would talk about the trainee Seungmin non-stop.

Which brings us to the present time.

"Seungmin hasn't answered my texts for the past two days. Has he shown up for training at all?" Hyunjin is completely facing Minho while they sat on the bench outside the front of the JDP building. It was now around 7pm meaning the sun was set and the city was now covered in darkness with the street lights and lights from the buildings being the only illuminating factor in the city of Seoul. To reference, JDP's building is completely black, 6 stories high with an insane amount of windows with tan curtains over each one. There was no plants or trees to decorate the front of the building, which makes it look almost too depressing. There was no sign of color which rubs Minho the wrong way. Were they trying to scare potential idols away with no sign of life exuding from the building? If so, they are doing a great job.

Minho couldn't bother himself with looking at his friend, knowing he'll start throwing a  tantrum if he told the taller boy the truth.

"Yeah, he was here the other day. He didn't show up today but don't assume anything. He might just be sick." There was some truth to Minho's statement, though half of it was seeping with a lie. Seungmin hasn't shown up the past three days to training, but that's not Minho's responsibility to deal with.

Wait is it my responsibility? I train him but does that come back at me if he doesn't show up ?

Quickly wiping that thought from his mind, Minho looks back to his friend.

Frowning, Hyunjin goes back on his phone to send Seungmin another quick message and gets up and decides to start his walk home to pout there some more. With a quick goodbye, Hyunjin was now out of sight walking the streets of Seoul.

That's when Minho heard someone exiting the JDP building which doesn't cause his head to turn. Minho doesn't even bother moving, expecting the person to just pass by. He didn't want to deal with any more unnecessary bullshit. At this point, he was just fed up with Hyunjin and if anyone was going to provoke Minho, he would definitely not end up being the nicest person right now.

"Minho?"

Minho holds his breath, getting chills down his spine as he hears his name come out of the mouth of the prized idol who seemed to have all of his best friend's attention lately. (A/n yeah that sounds confusing,, anyway its Changbin)

Deciding to pretend he didn't hear them, Minho stays still and tries to think of any excuse to get anyway from the awkward conversation he has looming ahead of him.

"Minho?" Changbin repeats but louder this time, realizing the dance trainer is ignoring him and doesn't appreciate it.

"Why are you ignoring me? Scared of me?" Changbin continues and adds a small laugh at the end.

"No." Minho spits out plainly, not wanting to entertain this conversation-- if you can even call it that, more so just Minho's poor attempts in being a statue to avoid any type of communication-- any further.