Kpop Oneshots

Alone

a/n: ok ok ik i said i would post that minsung oneshot soon- but it's still in the works bcs i am a perfectionst. in the meantime, please enjoy this short minsung crack + fluff that has nothing to do with the story i gave a teaser for 😇🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡

content: language, crack, fluff

Bang Chan was in Australia for a whole 2 days. Felix was out with Changbin on something he called definitely not a date. The maknaes, Minho, and Hyunjin all had vocal and dance lessons.

Which meant minsung was alone.

Jisung was the first to realize it, as he stumbled out of bed in the morning and rubbed his eyes. He found the dorms suspiciously quiet, and then a smile spread slowly on his face. Well, more of a smirk, because he was thinking of all the possibilities. Now 1,000% awake, he skipped to Minho's room and tried to enter, finding the door locked (the man really was a cat; he practically worshipped uninterrupted sleep). So Jisung came up with a genius idea from his genius mind, and skipped to a random utility room. He returned rapidly with a screwdriver and made short work of the screws on the doorknob. The door was much easier to open now that it had no lock. He promptly kicked it open and pounced on Minho's bed, earning an earsplitting shriek from the elder.

"WHAT THE FUCK?! WHO THE FUCK WANTS TO DIE TODAY?! I'M GONNA KI—"

"Hyung, language!!" Jisung cut him off as he beamed down at Minho. "And care to finish that sentence? Going to kiss me, are you?"

Minho groaned groggily, shoving Jisung off the bed as he sat up. "No way. You don't deserve kisses after scaring me shitless."

Jisung pouted up at Minho from his position on the floor. "But you always kiss me in the morning..." he added puppy eyes for the complete effect. Minho just stared at him like he was an alien for a minute, then threw a pillow at his face.

"I'll kiss you when you start respecting the heaven that is sleep. And when the others aren't around." Minho finally said, getting out of bed and heading for the door.

Jisung realized that the very obvious hole where the doorknob should've been, was, in fact, very obvious. "BUT THEY AREN'T!!" He yelled, trying to distract Minho. The other was already distracted however, by how hungry he was, so he didn't even notice the abused door while on his way out. Jisung let out a sigh of relief, making a mental note to ask Chan to fix it when he got back, because he was too lazy to try of course.

Following Minho to the kitchen, Jisung remembered his first intention. "The members are out, hyung! They're all doing stuff today. We have the whole. Entire. Dorm. to ourselves." He wiggled his eyebrows at Minho playfully.

"Han. I just woke up. Rather abruptly, I might add. For god's sake, can you let me breathe for a minute?" Minho replied, getting out a pancake mix to make. Jisung sat at the table and watched, amused, as his hyung proceeded to make them both breakfast.

"Look at you, pretending to be all mean while you're actually channeling your inner malewife. I'm so touched," Jisung wiped a fake tear. The glare he received was totally worth it.

"Mhm. I will toss you in this skillet and burn you to a crisp if you don't quit." The pancake-maker said matter-of-factly.

"Isn't that just a roundabout way of saying you think I'd make a good meal?" Jisung smirked.

"Could be." Was the response.

Jisung swore it was just the heat from the stove that made his cheeks burn.

"Anygays!! What should we do?" he asked, quickly changing the subject off of his edibleness.

A dreamy, glazed-over look appeared in Minho's eyes as he drawled, "Sleep, of course."