Society Standards (Minsung)

Thirteen

"You two WHAT!" Jisung yelled.

The whole Red Sun dorm could possibly hear him. And he's in the soundproof recording room.

    Minho nodded. "We just fell out. So yesterday we agreed to cut it. And it was a struggle to go on dates without someone bugging us." The elder took a sip of his chocolate milk. "You didn't mix the chocolate very well."

    Jisung slapped Minho's arm with a slight scowl. "I did it the best I could while Changbin was harassing me! So that's it? Just because of the people?"

    The elder shook his head, setting his cup down. "First: Changbin didn't harass you, get it right. Second: I also said we fell out. Third: ....I actually got no third," He took a bite out of his sandwich.

    "It's sad to see that era end..." Not really. "It was cute seeing you two together." The younger stomped their feet excitedly like a child.

    Minho wrapped his arm around the idol's shoulders, smirking. "Bet we would make an even cuter one~" He teased, extending the -er sound longer than needed.

    "Back," Jisung pushed Minho slightly, "the fuck up, Lee. I'm off limits." Lies. DANG IT!

    The model gigged as his swivel chair rolled away. "I was joking, Sungie." He giggled more. "Wait," He rolled back over. "You said you're off limits... Who is it!"

    "You know, I've been meaning to ask how you got your parents to let you dye your hair lilac."

    "Can't change the subject, Hannie!" Minho shook the younger's arm. "Tell me~ Please~"

    "No." The young Han turned to his notebook. "Let me finish this now. I'm almost done with it." He pushed his friend's chair again.

    Minho sighed with a pout sealing it. He puffed air into his cheeks as he leaned against his seat. One more try! He – using his feet – rolled back over to his friend. "Please–"

    "Lee Minho. Please let me finish my work in peace before I kick you out." He growled lowly.

    Minho lowered his head. And to think I was going to let Innie be in front today. He grabbed his cup and sandwich, his lips pressed together, then started heading to the door. "S– Sungie" Jisung grunted lowly. "Minmin is going to da living room... see if Lixie or Markie will play with Innie–"

    "I don't care," Jisung huffed out, "what you do. Just let me finish my work."

    Then I'll commit arson–

    "Minho." Chan sternly said.

    The latter closed the door. "I knew I felt someone other than Innie." He started walking down the long hall.

    "Yeah no crap. You were panicking. Are you okay, Min?"

    "I'm perfectly fine!" He said with the best happy face he could make – that looked believable. "Han was just annoyed that I kept bugging them! And on top of that, he wants to get back to work! H– he's just stressed!"

    "Min."

    "I said I'm fine, Chan! He's stressed. I was annoying; not the greatest combination!"

    "Min, you're not annoying,"

    "No no, I am! I've come to that conclusion. And, I'm fine with that! It's why my parents forced me to change and then pushed me out!"

    "Min, stop telling yourself this–"

    "But it's the truth!" He stopped walking, leaning against the wall. "They said it themselves! I'm okay with that!"