minsung oneshots

actually working✨

hey, look at me, posting earli(er than usual). i find that if i have a prewritten story for differnt characters, the creativeness flows better. I also like writing a little bit of ✨. I hope you like, becasue I actually do. ( •̀ ω •́ )

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The teacher called out names for partners for a project that they had to do. Jisung begged, prayed in his head that he would be paired up with one of his friends. Anybody but Minho, anyone but him.

 Minho sat closest to the window in the middle of the aisle. He wasn't paying attention, he didn't really care about the project at all. It was just another assignment so it didn't matter, as long as it wasn't Jisung. That would ruin everything. So he just looked out the window until he heard his name.

"Lee Minho and  Han Jisung."

Jisung groaned and banged his forehead against the table. Minho scowled and looked at the younger boy sitting across the room. of course he would get the worst luck, having to be paired up with the last person he wanted. He knew that the project would just barely be done considering how they had worked together in the past.

After class minho walked up to Jisung's desk, "Meet me at my ca rafter school." Jisung nodded and briskly walked out of the room with his friends. "I can't believe this. Minho? Lee Minho?"

Felix laughed, "Tough luck, sung. Hey,  it's ok though, it's just like two days."

Seungmin elbowed him, "One if you guys actually work instead of argue."

"Yeah, arguing. Ugh. I don't want to talk about him. I just wanna stuff my face with sugar and finish today."

Jeongin sighed, turning the corner, dragging his hand along the white painted cement blocks, "You do that everyday at lunch anyways, sung." Jisung side-eyed him, "That wasn't necessary."

"But it was funny."

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"I got jisung," minho complained to chan and changbin, " does the universe hate me or something."

"Probably. If I was the universe, I'd be a bitch to you too." 

"Hey, come on guys. can we go one lunch without the insults. PLEASE." Changbin and Minho both looked at chan, "No."

Chan pouted, hoping that him acting like a five year old would distract them. And thank goodness it worked.

"Ew. Chan, I'm gagging. My eyes are burning."

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At they end of the day, jisung an minho met at the entrance of the building, both clearly upset by this arrangement. Jisung spoke up, "We can go to my house. It's closer."

 Minho nodded, "Fine. Let's go." They walked to the parking lot where Minho's car was. Jisung rode to school with Felix most of the time, but he had to stay after school for tutoring today.

"Get in."

Jisung opened the door and threw his backpack on the floor, then got in the car. Minho got in and loosened his tie and threw it in the back seat. He then proceeded to pull of the sweater vest and tossed that back as well.

"What are you doing? I'm in the car." Jisung shouted covering up his face with his hands. "I know. It's hot. And it's not like I'm completely just stripping. You can take yours of if you want. I do not care."

He pulled out of the parking lot and started driving to jisung's house. Jisung looked out the window until he pulled into his driveway, neither speaking a word to each other.

Jisung opened the door of the car and walked up the steps to unlock the front door. "Mom! Dad! I'm home! Minho's here for a project."

"Ok darling" she called back, then stepped into view from inside the kitchen. "Hello, Mrs. Han!" Minho said, bowing lightly. "Hello Minho! How are you?" She smiled at him.

"I'm doing good. You?"

"Come on Minho. Talk to my mom later." Jisung grabbed the collar of minho's button up and tugged him towards the stairs. "Don't choke me like that please."

Jisung didn't reply, just loosened his grip on minho's neck. He took Minho up to his room and shut the door. "Why'd you close the door? If you wanted to be alone with me that bad we could have just stayed in the car."

"Shut up! Ugh, I can't stand you. I don't want my little brother coming in while we're working."

Minho skeptically nodded and pulled out the rubric from his backpack. He spun around in one of Jisung's desk chairs while he read it aloud. Jisung had positioned all his stuff on the bed and went back and forth between papers and his computer. As they worked, Jisung kept biting his lip, as he tried to work through the problems.

Minho looked at him, "Stop doing that."

"Doing what? Breathing." Jisung scoffed, typing away at his computer, getting concentrated ont he work again. "Just stop."

"Stop what!?"

Minho stood up, "Biting your lip. Stop that." Jisung looked up from his screen, "Why do you care?" Minho rested his knee on the bed, putting his face centimeters from jisung's.

"Because Jisung. That's my job."

 "Wha-"

Minho cut his off by kissing his. Minho put his arms on either side of jisung, his hands braced on the bed. Jisung kissed him back, holding himself up by his arms. Minho pressed forward, and like he said, bit jisung's bottom lip. He pushed him back on the bed, so Jisung was laying on his back, Minho hovering over him, not breaking their kiss.

But a fateful rapping on the door was enough to stop everything.

"Jisung, Dojin is calling you!" Jisung's dad called through the closed door. Jisung wiped his mouth, "One minute dad, Minho and I are working on a project."

Jisung gripped minho's arms, that he was still laying under. Jisung felt it, every time he breathed his chest would touch minho's.

The door knob turned. Minho pushed himself off jisung so quickly that he fell to the floor. Jisung's dad came in and gave him a weird look. "I dropped my pencil on the floor and I was trying to look for it but Jisung pushed me." 

"I didn't. You fell."

"It doesn't matter. Go see what Dojin wants then you can come back and finish up."  "Yes sir." Jisung got up from the bed and walked towards the door. "No it's fine. I have to be going soon anyways. I'll just leave now."

Minho had packed up his stuff when Jisung came back to the room. "I'll walk you to your car. I left my book in your car anyways."

Minho and Jisung walked out to his car. Jisung opened to door to the car to get his book.  He looked over to the drivers seat where Minho was staring at him. "Yes?"

"Can I kiss you? One time before I leave?" Jisung smiled and leaned forward to kiss him, but hesitated. "Don't worry about your family seeing. My windows are tinted." Minho connected their lips for a few short seconds. When they pulled away from each other, both had a slight pink dusting their faces.

"See you tomorrow."

"Sure thing. But no one knows about this."

Jisung nodded, "No one." He kissed Minho's cheek then ran inside his house, slamming the door. Minho heard him yell , "Sorry!" from inside the house. He chuckled and pulled out of jisung's driveway.

He put his fingers to his cheek and smiled, but if anyone asked why, he wouldn't say. It was between him and jisung after all. 

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was it ok?

any changes or suggestions to help me improve my writing are greatly appreciated. thank you for reading my craziness.

i hope all of you have a wonderful rest of your week. you're doing great ( •̀ ω •́ )✧