Society Standards (Minsung)

Two

Jisung awoke by the screaming of the members. Every day was different. He either got woken by his alarm, screaming members, one of them waking him up (either yelling or nicely), or by Felix waking him up (however he wakes the boy up). Or complete silence.
Jisung set his head under his pillow, trying to cut out the noise.

"Jisung! Felix burnt something!" Sungkwan, the youngest, yelled as he entered Jisung's room. Jisung groaned as he snuggled deeper into his sheets. The younger jumped onto Jisung's bed, shaking the whole thing. "Jisung! Get up! You have two hours till the schedule! Changbin will be mad if you aren't up soon! And Felix wants to go shopping but doesn't trust me to go with him for some reason." The energetic boy laid down next to the boy. He peeked his head under the pillow to see Jisung's tired state.

"Why doesn't he ask Hyunjin or someone else to go shopping? Why me?" Jisung looked at Sungkwan, trying to keep his eyes open.

Sungkwan shrugged, adjusting his Cotton candy pink hair. "He told me to tell you to get up. So I'm getting you up!"

The younger started kicking Jisung. The boy went wide eyed as he fumbled with his words. "Wait— wait! Sungkwan— don't push me— that hurts you little sh— ah! That was my thigh dammit— ack!" The brunette squeaked as he fell off his bed.

The other boy laughed as he crawled towards the older, remaining on the bed. "You..." laugh "look like... Hyunjin when he— he fell off the— the" another long laugh "slide in Japan— Jisung?" Sungkwan got off the bed to Jisung's side. "Jisung! Are you okay? Felix! Jisung is hurt!"

That was very true. Probably the only true statement the younger has said so far. Jisung was clutching his stomach while his right arm and shoulder blades were in pain.

Felix came rushing in the room, his blonde hair everywhere. He ran up to his 'twin', even though Felix is a day younger, pushed Sungkwan aside and picked Jisung up onto his lap. "Sung. What hurts?"

The blonde motioned at Sungkwan to help him get the pained boy up in his own bed. Jisung seemed to have rolled towards Felix's bed which was not far from his own. The duo counted down from three then hoisted the brunette up into Felix's bed, Jisung squeaking in pain.

"Sungkwan, what did you do?" Felix asked as he caressed Jisung's hair.

"I... I don't know. All," his voice cracked. Call him over dramatic but this was him. He is a sensitive person. If someone gets hurt, he thinks it's all his fault, even if it's an accident. "All I know is.... Is I pushed him off his bed.... I didn't know he would get hurt.... I– I'm sorry..."

The middle child of the room looked up at the younger. "Breathe, Wan. Go take a breather outside. If anyone is looking for me, tell them I'm here, okay?" Sungkwan nodded before leaving the room. Felix turned his attention back on Jisung. Furrowing his eyebrows, he looked at the elder's arms. "You shouldn't've gotten hurt... it's not even a meter from the ground..." he mumbled in English.

He went to touch the arm that was latched to Jisung's stomach, when Jisung yelled no. Puzzling. "Sungie. What happened?" Inaudible mumbles came as a response. "Hey, tell me what hurts, please?"

"My arm.... An' shoulder... an' tummy.... Hurt, Lixie..." Jisung whined.

"I know... may I see the hurt? It won't get better unless you let me see the hurt." The brunette shook his head, whining. "How about you sit up? Try sitting up!" Slowly, the two got Jisung to sit up, Jisung still clutching his stomach. "May I see?"

"No."

"Jisung. What if you're seriously injured? What if we have to take you to the hospital?"

He gave in.

~~~

To say the car ride to JYP building was normally quiet was an understatement. There was always some sort of loud noise. Today, it was eerily silent besides the occasional whimpers from Jisung. Felix was on his phone, scrolling away on Instagram. Jisung was lying on his lap, trying to stop his body from hurting. The two found starting-to-form bruises on his arms and shoulder. Nothing too major.
When they arrived, they saw an unfamiliar figure. More of, the figure caught Felix's eyes so he ditched his friend to say hi to his (hopefully) new friend. Such a social butterfly.
"Hello! I'm Lee Felix! Or Yongbok if you can't do the English alphabet! Over there is Han Jisung—"

"You're both members of Red Sun, if I'm not mistaken?" The stranger asked. Felix nodded with a smile. The strange man stood up, putting his hand out for Felix to shake as he bowed. "Lee Minho. Model. I was told to wait for Jisung sunbaenim out here."

Felix's mouth made an 'o' shape. "Oh! THE Lee Minho! You're amazing at modeling! Jisung!" Felix turned towards his friend who was struggling. "Oops. Excuse me." The blonde ran to his friend.

Minho watched the two. He wished he had friends like them.

"Maybe you will have friends like them if you befriend them." The voice inside his head, also known as Chan, told him.

"What if they don't accept the real me? Like what if I accidentally do something that's.... Me?" Minho spoke quietly. He adjusted his position so his legs were crossed.

"Then they aren't your real friends. I don't mean to get cliché on you but real friends accept you for who you are. They put aside your flaws and imperfections to have fun. Have I ever told you the story I tell Innie?"

"No."

"I'll write it while you're modeling then you can read it."

"Why can't you just tell me now?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Cause I need to watch Innie? Why else?"

"Have Seungmin watch him! I wanna hear it!" He stomped his feet like a little kid.

"Seungmin's irresponsible. I'm gonna go now. You got this, Min. Fighting!"

With that, Minho felt no presence.

"Were you talking, Minho...?" Felix and Jisung walked up to the aforementioned boy.

"N– no. I was probably mumbling some lyrics...." He looked down at his hands.

"Oh! What song? Are you a good singer? Are you an ace like Jisung? You two should collaborate on a song! Sungie has a bunch of lyrics and demo tracks on his phone! And computer! I'm sure you two would work well together! What do you two think?" This boy was way too energetic for his own good. Duri would like him.

Jisung was more laid back, clearly. He was more, way more quiet than the other. Minho could tell who was the introvert and who was the extrovert. He liked Jisung.

Minho and Jisung made eye contact. The first thing Jisung noticed about Minho was how perfect he was. He fit all the Korean beauty standards, it seemed. His eyes were big, slightly sharp to add. He had double eyelids. His face structure was just.... Jisung's eyes landed on the others lips. Perfection.

"Jisung?" He heard his name. "Jisung." Again. "HAN JISUNG!"

The poor boy was being shaken. He blinked a few times before looking at Felix. A soft blush shaded his face. "What?"

Felix's once serious face turned into a euphoric one, or so it seemed. "Minho agreed to potentially work with you! What do you think?"

From a shocked face to a more relaxed one, Jisung shrugged. "Su– sure?" His eyes flickered on Minho again.

The air got tense quickly.

Minho stood up. "Let's," he cleared his throat. "Let's head in. The shoot's in an hour and a half... we still need our makeup, hair and outfits done."

He let the Red Sun members inside before him.

Song in chapter one