Classes have started again, and Minho was lazingly walking in the corridors. He didn't have classe at the moment, so he was looking for his friends, trying to kill some time before his next class.
Unexpectedly, someone grabbed his shoulder, spooking him.
"Min!" Jisung exclaimed as he pulled him through the corridors
"You have to stop spooking me" Minho nagged and Jisung didn't care, he kept on guiding Minho, until they arrived in some classroom.
Minho had never seen that classroom. It was the studio, and Changbin and Chan were sitting and looking at the two who just arrived.
"Getting Minho was the important thing you had to do?" Chan nagged as he chuckled
"Yes! He told me he had a break right now and we need an outsider to tell us what he thinks about the song" Jisung said as he smiled brightly.
Minho looked at him with literal hearts in his eyes. He was happy that Jisung was considerate enough and remembered when Minho told him he had a break. That was also cute he wanted to hear his opinion.
They sat down as Chan played the song.
Minho was truly amazed by their friends. The song sounded amazing, from the track to the lyrics and their flow, everything was perfect in his eyes. He also loved to look at their faces as they were working on their song. Chan was frowning slightly, listening closely to try and spot any imperfection. Changbin was bobbing his head to the sound, analyzing it closely. Jisung was into it, he was mouthing the lyrics and looking enthousiast about his projet.
He was fascinated, but it made a wave of sadness engulf him.
Why wouldn't he be more enamored with his passion than them? Why wasn't he as much involved in his work then them?
He didn't want to show his friends how bad he suddenly felt, mostly because they were trying to ask his opinion on it. He tried to hide his bad feeling as much as he could, but it was painfully obvious.
As the song stopped, the three looked at him impatiently, waiting for his opinion.
"Uh, well... I'm no music prodigy so I don't know if my opinion really counts but I do think it's amazing. I loved Jisung's verse" Minho simply answered.
As the three celebrated happily, Minho stared at the ground, his bad feeling filling his mind.
"What's wrong?" Minho was brought out of his mind by Chan's voice
"Ah, nothing" He tried to shrug it off, but the intense glances his friends were giving him pushed him.
"I- I sometimes feel bad about what I do" He opened up, as he looked at the ground shamefully.
"What do you mean?" Jisung said as he approached the boy and put his hand on his knee.
"You all look so enamored about what you do... We can see the love you have for music when you three talk about it or simply do it. I just feel... bad... that I can't do the same thing with dance. I often think that I'm not just as passionate as you are. I'm kind of self-conscious about this" Minho blurted out as his friends suddenly stopped talking.
Chan and Changbin were stunned to hear that. Never would they have doubted that Minho could feel like that, mostly because they deeply thought that Minho was passionate about dancing.
"You overthinker" Chan said jokingly as he patted his back "You're exaggerating it you know?" He said as he picked up his phone and fiddled with it for a moment. Minho was confused, and suddenly he looked at Chan's phone that was put in front of them.
Chan had played an old video of Minho dancing. He was dancing to a song he remembers loving, he had worked hard for this performance and he had forgotten about it.
"Something that I always thought about you was how fucking amazing you are when you dance" Chan explained as they watched the video "Maybe you don't express it vocally, but I think that your expression when you dance is enough. Look at your face, we can see how much you're into it, we can see how your facial expression softens when you do what you love" He continued, as they kept on watching the video.
Minho had never seen it the same way Chan did. Somehow, he felt comforted.
"You know, everyone has their special way to interpret what they feel. You have never been that much of a talker, and you kinda interiorize the things you feel. That's why I never questioned that you don't talk that much about dance. I know you are passionate about dance because I can see it. I just think that you overthinked it so much that you weren't even able to see it in yourself" Chan reassured as a soft smile grew on Minho's face.
As the sweet moment was happening, Jisung didn't say anything, simply because he was completely absorbed by Minho's video.
The guy was dancing in such a suggestive way in such a sexy song. He couldn't tear his eyes off the screen, Minho looked absolutely sexy.
"Hot" Jisung muttered to himself, but the three others could heard it perfectly. They all turned their head to Jisung, teasing smiles on their face
"What did you just said?" Changbin asked teasingly and Jisung turned bright red in a second
"Nothing" Jisung said, looking anywhere but at them.
"I heard 'hot'" Chan said, joining the teasing
"I was talking about the phone, it's hot" Jisung tried to search for an excuse, but it was clearly not working
"The phone is cold" Changbin corrected
Suddenly, they were cut off their teasing session by a laugh.
Minho let out a laugh, he was laughing wholeheartedly at the situation and everyone in that room thought that it was one of the most beautiful sounds they had ever heard, as they looked at him with glistening eyes.
Chan and Changbin smiled stupidly at the sound, they hadn't heard his loud laugh in years.
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You understand me - Minsung
FanfictionJisung was exactly what Minho needed in his life: a ray of sunshine. "Minho can't live without Jisung, but Jisung can live without Minho" TW: Lots of angst Talks about depression, mental illness Mentions of suicide, SH Also: Fluff, Smut I don't own...