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Minho x Jisung - My Oh My

[Han Jisung lusts after Lee Minho in school. After all, the notorious bad boy in school is known for many things, one of them being just how hot he is. And lucky for Jisung, the latter leaves a note in his locker. A note that sets his entire life on a different path.]

TW: MPREG, intersex Jisung, rough sex(?), hookups, and smth else but I haven't reread this in a while LMAO

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Oh, this is quite long: okay, two parts!

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"They say he likes a good time," Han Jisung's best friend, Lee Felix, whispered in his ear. Turning down the hallway and around the corner to their lockers, books in hands from last period.

"My oh my~" Jisung giggled at the strawberry red head, rolling his eyes at the known gossip.

"He comes alive at midnight." Felix continued as they reached their lockers. The raven opened his to find a note plastered on his little mirror. His black hair matched his little bit of eye-shadow when he saw himself again.

He was wearing a V-neck sweater, black, and had baggy ripped black jeans that hung to his smallish frame, all in black with some silver accessories. He liked to dress alternative, the complete opposite from the fluffball of his best friend. A collar around his neck, plain black, and platforms that made him as tall as the boy he considered his soul-twin.

Students around them were whispering similar things, as that's all anyone ever seemed to do. It was their final class of the day and the school's gossip was growing by the minute, Lee Minho was supposed to show up today for the final class, something the boy never seemed to do. Yet he was still known around school.

He leaned closer to the note, seeing part of his hair sticking to his forehead in the process. He fixed it. 'Meet me by the bleachers tomorrow. Breakfast.'

"My oh my," he mumbled to himself, turning to where the younger stood, putting books away as he had Study Hall last. Jisung got out his English books for his own class, which he shared with the notorious Lee Minho.

The younger looked back at him, his blue eyes trailing to where the note was sticking against his reflection. He read it. "He's only there for one thing-"

"But so am I."

Felix smirked, "well, I'll see you tomorrow," and with that, the younger left to get to class. Himself doing the same.

He was halfway through English when he heard loud whispers start to unfurl in the semi-quiet classroom. The teacher paid no mind as it happened regularly, instead just continued to grade whatever papers she had on her desk, the sound now passing through her ears. He tried to listen to the whispers and gossip and the rumors, but had no avail as it all stopped almost just as suddenly as it started. The doors were opened, revealing Lee Minho in all his glory.

The latter wore a black leather jacket, as he did everyday, over his black tee that was tucked into black jeans with a very attractive belt. Lee Minho had reddish blonde hair, it only made him look hotter in Jisung's opinion. The blonde's expression was pissed. His eyebrows were bowed slightly in either confusion or annoyance, but his lips were snarled downwards into a done expression. Lee Minho looked hot as shit like that.

The latter changed his face, smirking and nodded towards the teacher, who scoffed at the whispers. Lee Minho started to head towards where Jisung was seated. He pressed his strawberry glossed lips together tightly, sitting in his seat properly and looking at his book, trying not to stare at the other. The whispers grew at where Lee Minho headed. Lee Minho chuckled as he sat down one seat behind him, a foot touching the back of his flimsy chair. He bit down on his lip, paying no mind, yet wondering - just like the rest of the class - why Lee Minho sat behind him.