Virgo and Scorpio: Written in the Stars

Starstruck (One -Shot)

Summary: Minho is an intelligent, mature, hardworking adult. He's also Han Jisung's number one fanboy.

"Is that a new picture?" Felix inquires, leaning over the divider of Minho's office workspace.

He has his black backpack on, ready to go home for the day. He'll probably spend the rest of the night playing an online game.

"Uh yes. It is."

"Ahh, really? Hannie looks so cute."

The picture in question is a postcard-sized image of a boy with dyed dirty blond hair, wearing a striped red and black long-sleeve sweater and a black skirt. It's printed on a glossy magazine page that Minho had carefully cut out from the latest edition of ELLE Japan. As the boy lays across a velvet green armchair, the skirt falls back slightly. He turns his head to the side to face the camera, a small pout on his glossy lips. His combat boots, worn over slightly longer black socks, come up almost to his knees. His hand, delicate fingers with black-painted nails, gently holds the handle of a wood guitar resting against the chair's front. It's taped onto the gray wall of his cubicle, behind the desktop, right beside a three-page list of upcoming deadlines.

"Yeah," he muses, casting a glance at the newly-added picture. He briefly contemplates if it might be an addition too many, given the three photocards clipped to his grid wire board, the two other magazine cutouts pinned to the corkboard, and the adorable figurine of Hannie's patron mascot—a cute anthropomorphic squirrel—sitting next to his monitor. But to Minho, these are not mere keepsakes. They serve as motivation, especially on those grueling days that start before dawn and extend well past dusk. He anticipates the conclusion of his current project, eagerly awaiting the prospect of predominantly remote work. But there's more to these memorabilia than just motivation or a fanboy's admiration; Han Jisung, popularly known as Hannie from the boy group 3Racha, isn't just Minho's favorite idol or his designated 'bias'. Hannie is Minho's entire world.

"Whoa, hyung," Felix's deep voice comments as Minho pulls on his backpack, "You have a really fit body."

"Thanks."

They walk to the elevators together, some of the last to leave the office as the city winds down.

"Do you have a girlfriend, hyung?" Minho wishes he could just head straight to his car for a quick drive home, where comfort and two days of relaxation await after a grueling week. But Felix, always sincere, is hard to ignore. "I don't."

"Oh really? But I bet it'd be easy for you to date. You're really handsome, and your muscles are huge." As they step into the elevator, Felix asks, "What's your type?"

The elevator doors open to reveal Jeongin from marketing in the foyer, a heavy messenger bag slung over his shoulder. He waves and waits by the revolving doors for Minho and Felix.

"Uhh... I don't know. I don't think I have a type."

"Someone like Hannie!" Felix exclaims with a grin. Catching the drift of their conversation, Jeongin smirks at Minho.

"I feel like if Minho hyung found someone like Hannie, he'd be ridiculously enamored," Jeongin chimes in. "It'd be the end of Lee Minho."

Felix laughs, and Minho shoots Jeongin a stern look. "Yang Jeongin, you've grown bold."

"No, hyung~" Jeongin adopts an exaggeratedly innocent tone and widens his eyes. "I'm just your cute little cousin expressing my opinions~"

"Would my cute little cousin like a couple of new assignments this quarter?" In the company's hierarchy, Minho was fairly high up, in line to become the next CIO within a few years. The threat is mostly in jest unless he wants to endure a lengthy lecture from his mother about supporting Jeongin. Nevertheless, it swaps Jeongin's smirk for nervous laughter. "Ahh, my car's this way. See you next week! Bye, Felix. Bye, Minho hyung!" He bows politely and heads left as the others enter the parking garage.