Feel Your Rhythm || Minsung

5. The Deal

Jisung couldn't sleep. He would blame Minho for that. Ever since that tensed incident between them he felt weird. More like, he's craving more for his touch like a leech.

Jisung tossed again. Pulling his blanket over his head he tried to fall asleep cuddlier his pillow. Instead his mind wished he was cuddling Minho. He threw the pillow and it hit on Hyunjin's bedside falling on it.

He had written the lyrics which only came out in four lines. He need more. He wants to feel more.

Jisung sighed watching the two empty beds. He wondered what his roommates doing right now. Probably having a fancy dinner in a five star hotel with their families. Knowing Felix, it would be him. (But Jisung was certain 'family's only included Olivia, as she had begged multiples times to visit her new house a few kilometers away from here.) But for Hyunjin, he must be drawing doodles on his walls. And Jisung, he is rotting alone on his dorm room.

He hates weekends.

Couldn't stand the easy feeling, Jisung sat up and crossed his legs. For the next five minutes he was in a mental debate to knock on Minho's dorm room.

Fuck...

Within a  minute he was in front of Minho's door. Jisung knocked twiced, bouncing on his feet. The door knob turned and it opened. A half awaked Minho gave him a questioning look.

"What do you want?"

Jisung gulped. "I wrote the lyrics, but... it wasn't enough."

Minho blinked at him. He looked behind at a sleeping Chan and slowly closed the door. "Let's go to your room."

Jisung nodded and lead the way. Once they were inside he closed it. Minho had already made himself comfortable on Jisung's bed.

"So?" Jisung hurriedly pulled out his note pad and handed it to Minho. Minho read in once, twice and thrice. His eyes glanced bac at Jisung with an amusing hint. "For a beginner, this is actually good."

Jisung felt his cheeks heating up. It not every day someone could hear a praise from Lee Minho.

"T-thank you."

"But, do you realize this isn't a joke."

Jisung stared at him. "Huh?"

Minho clicked his tongue handing Jisung his note pad. "Love cannot be forced Han. And in order to show you every aspect of love, it requires sacrifice and I am not willing to take advantages from a junior."

"You are not taking advantages. It's just helping-"

"Does kissing and being intimate count as helping a friend? Do you even realize how serious this issue is?" Minho's voice is stern.

Jisung's breath itched. To be honest, he never taught that far. He only wanted to write the song and prove to be a better song writer. More like he want to win that cash prize. So he and aunt Jisoo can finally buy her dream house. Or perhaps, if he get Minho to agree in to this, he could finally convince aunt Jisoo he is capable of finding someone which is not a girl.

"I...I don't  care."

Minho's head snapped at him. "Excuse me?"

"Even if this count as fake dating or fuck buddies, I don't fucking care. We can do this as quickly as we can and get over with it. Then it never happened, okay?"

Minho's eyes flickered. For a minute, he thought he pulled the wrong string. Asking him help was wrong in the first place. He shouldn't have done it. Jisung couldn't read his face in the dark but Minho's silence was killing him.