•minsung oneshots•

hot- crack

"oh my god!" minho dramatically exclaimed.

he walked into the living room that currently held one of his younger band mates, sat peacefully on the couch.

"it is just so hot!" minho continued before looking over to the younger.

"jisung, i think you should take your shirt off."

the named boy took a break from scrolling on his phone as he looked at the older in confusion.

"w-what?" he laughed in disbelief.

minho dropped his jaw. "don't you feel how hot it is in this dorm!?"

he crossed his hands over his chest and shook his head.

"jisung, i seriously think you will overheat unless you take off your shirt right this second."

"i'm okay," jisung smiled as he lightly shrugged. "actually i swear there's a small draft. i was even thinking of grabbing a hoodie."

minho spluttered as he watched the younger rub his bare arms.

'well this will just not do.'

5 minutes later

minho walked into the living room to see jisung now fanning out the collar of his jumper.

"when did it get so hot!?" jisung mumbled as he leant back against the couch.

that might have had something to do with a certain band member turning the thermostat to 40°C.

"i told you!" minho scoffed. "you should have listened to me and taken your shirt off already."

after staring at the younger with a (pretend) scowl, his lips soon turned up into a smirk as jisung crossed his hands over his body and brought his fingertips to the bottom of his shirt.

minho near drooled as he finally caught a glimpse of the younger's beautiful tanned skin that had been hidden under his shirt.

"yo, jisung!" jeongin called.

the oldest had to refrain from whining as jisung had stopped his action to look at the maknae.

"turns out the thermostat was set to a ridiculous temperature, but i've already fixed it and even turned the ac on!"

jisung sighed in relief as he dropped his shirt from his hands and rested them on his (unfortunately for minho) clothed stomach.

"thanks so much, innie." jisung beamed with a light chuckle. "for a second there i was contemplating sitting in my boxers."

minho nearly fell to his knees in defeat.

"no problem, hyung!" jeongin grinned as he waved and headed back to his room.

minho looked at the fully clothed boy on the couch who let out a content sigh and went back to what he was doing.

the older huffed as he stared down the hall.

"damn you, yang jeongin."

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word count: 426
i came up with this idea at midnight and thought it was so well suited 😭 i'm very much enjoying writing these short stories and hope u like them too :))