neon roses ~ l.mh • h.js

capitolo nove: tagliatelle

On the walk home to Jisung's dorm, he only just realized how hungry he actually was. Normally he'd be able to eat at Changbin's dorm room or just skip dinner and he'd be fine. But today he didn't eat lunch either, which really threw him off more.

When he opened the door, he saw Minho sitting at their coffee table eating a bowl of ramen.

"I was beginning to think you'd never come back after today." Minho said, not even once raising his head to look at Jisung.

"Hello to you too." Jisung sat on his bed and looked at the time. He had about 45 minutes till his shift at the bakery started. Jisung tapped his fingers on the side of his phone, wondering what to do.

"Have you eaten yet?" Minho asked, still looking at videos on his phone. Jisung wasn't sure how to go about this. He was happy receiving the question because it's the first time Minho asked something while being civil since the night they played 20 questions but he also didn't want to worry him if he was truthful. But he decided on being truthful anyway, because Minho probably would be able to tell if he was lying. After all, Changbin said he was easy to read.

"No. But it's ok. I go in for work at 6pm, so I'm probably gonna 'accidentally' mess up something at the bakery and then have that." Jisung said.

"And you're allowed to do that? Can't you get something at the dining hall?" Minho raised a brow.

"I don't think so.. but no one's caught me yet." Jisung shrugged. "And, you need a meal plan to use the dining center. I don't have one, I couldn't afford it." Minho just sighed and then rolled his eyes.

"Come here." Minho pointed to the spot across from him at the other side of the small coffee table. Jisung hesitantly got up and walked over to said spot confused.

"Sit." Jisung did as he was told, confused expression never leaving his face. Minho stirred the noodles around a bit in the bowl with his chopsticks before picking up a little and bringing it to Jisung's mouth, keeping his hand under it so it wouldn't spill anywhere. Jisung, now knowing what's happening, felt his face heat up as he leaned forward and took a bite of the noodles, avoiding eye contact with the older knowing it'd make for a real awkward situation.

"Take care of yourself better." Minho frowned as he picked up some more noodles and brought it to Jisung's mouth again. Jisung just remained silent. He could feel his feathers poking uncomfortably against his beanie and sweatpants but tried to ignore it. If he couldn't already tell that he was flustered, that would be the second giveaway. Whenever he gets embarrassed, flustered, excited, or surprised, his feathers would ruffle. He thought that the only traits he picked up from his bird form was his feathers and personality but the day he found this out, you wouldn't have believed how embarrassed he was.

He just wanted to live a normal life. 

Minho fed him the remaining noodles of the bowl. Once he was done, he stood up from the coffee table and went to the sink to rinse the bowl out and throw away his chopsticks, leaving Jisung stuck at the table pondering his existence.

"You should get ready for work now." Minho said, putting the bowl away and walking to his bed afterwards.

"What-—Oh, yeah, right. Thanks." Jisung rubbed his cheek with his sleeve to try and get rid of the redness before he embarrassed himself further, standing up from the floor. He then walked over to his suitcase to pull out his work clothes and his bag for his second job's clothes. He brought his clothes into the bathroom to get dressed and fix his hair, and once he did so, he left on his way to the bakery.

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"I'm not making the fucking bunny cupcakes. You do that this time, I'm done."