It Started In The Hallway - Minsung

Forty-Three

(THIS IS ALL MADE UP, I AM NOT HATING ON ANY OF THE IDOLS)

Jisung goes to the bathroom. He only takes about two minutes, but he didn't realize he would be delayed.

As soon as Jisung tries to leave, a girl enters the men's restroom. He thought it was a mistake before he saw who it was, but it was no mistake. He still tries to stay calm though.

"I think you got the wrong bathroom, haha..." He says.

"Oh, no. I think we should have a chat, Jisung, was it?" Sana says, walking towards Jisung.

"Why would we need to talk though?" Jisung says, backing away nervously.

"Well, you see, you have been stealing a little something from me. Or shall I say, someone." She says.

"Huh? I only hang out with my friends though..." Jisung replies.

"You and Minho seem a little closer than friends. It needs to end, and soon you little gay bitch." Sana says, pushing Jisung.

Jisung hits the wall. For such a small girl, she has muscle.

"N-no, we are nothing more! I swear..." Jisung says, hurt a bit since he hit the wall.

"Then start acting like it, or else." She says, all up in Jisung's face as she grips his shoulder tightly with her nails digging into his skin.

"Or else what?" Someone from behind says.

Sana quickly turns around and Jisung is relieved hearing the familiar voice.

"M-Minho..." Jisung says, relieved.

"Oh, uh... Minho!" Sana says, stepping away from Jisung.

Minho walks up to Sana, getting all up in her face. He would never touch a girl though.

"If you don't leave him the fuck alone, then you will regret it." Minho whispers. "If you think acting like this is gonna get you a shot with me, then you must be crazy. Get the fuck out, now."

Sana hurries out the door and Minho walks up to Jisung. He immediately wraps his muscular arms around Jisung, hugging him.

"Are you okay, Sung?" He asks, rubbing Jisungs back.

"Minho... I don't know what I did wrong..." Jisung says, looking like he is about to cry.

"You didn't do anything wrong, Sana is just being a jealous bitch." Minho replies.

"Are you sure, I don't mean to take you away from her..." Jisung says not understanding the whole situation.

"Jisung, you aren't taking me away from her, I don't want to be around her. I mean, look at how she treats you when things don't go her way." Minho assures Jisung.

Jisung leans his face into Minho's chest.

"Okay..."

They sit like that for a bit before Minho reluctantly moves.

"We should probably get back to our friends."

"Oh! You're right..." Jisung says, embarrassed.

"Let's go." Minho says, putting his arm around Jisungs shoulder.

"Oh, ouch..." Jisung says as his shoulder hurts where Sana grabbed it. 

"What's wrong?" Minho asks, moving his arm as soon as he hears Jisung. 

"Nothing, something poked me!" Jisung says, not wanting to ruin the moment. 

"Jisung, I need you to tell me." Minho says, stopping Jisung. 

"What? Fine... Sana grabbed my shoulder pretty hard, but I don't think it's that bad..." Jisung admits. 

"She's always wearing long acrylic nails; it must've done something." Minho says, "Can you show me your shoulder?" 

"I mean, sure..." Jisung tries to pull the neckline of his shirt down, but it's not stretchy. 

"I can't get it..." Jisung says, already knowing what he has to do, but he doesn't want to. 

"Alright, lets lift it up then." Minho says. 

Jisung does that, revealing his muscular arm and his nice torso. He is trying not to blush and make a big deal out of it, but Minho can see his whole upper half... His chest, his abs, his waist...

Although Minho may enjoy it, he doesn't say anything. 

As soon as Minho sees Jisung shoulder, he gets even more frustrated. 

"What the hell is her problem." He says. 

"W-what's wrong?" Jisung asks, worried. 

"She jammed her nails into you hard. It's not bleeding that much, just a tiny bit that it won't need bandage or anything, but the marks are deep." Minho says. 

"Oh..." Jisung says.

"You know, we can bring this up with someone." Minho tells Jisung. 

"No... I don't want to..." Jisung says, not wanting to make a big deal out of it. 

"I knew you were going to say that. Look, I can't force you, but if you want to, then tell me. Let's go back to our friends." Minho says, helping put Jisung's shirt back on right.

They walk back to their friends, and although they are curious about what happened, they don't tell them.

Jisung just looks a little shaken up while Minho is feeling a bit frustrated.

A little while after they get there, the bell rings.

"Oh, let's go, Jisung." Minho says, takings Jisungs hand.

"Okay." Jisung says, following Minho.

"Bye guys!"

They make it to sixth period on time and get in their seats. The first half of class goes by fine, but Jisung starts getting a little sleepier.

He crosses his arms on the desk and lays his head on his arms, facing Minho. He stares at Minho for a while. Minho finally looks back at him.

"Why are you staring?" He asks.

"No reason." Jisung thinks Minho is so perfect though, he could stare at him for forever.

Jisung shuts his eyes as Minho looks at him, but when Minho looks away, he continues observing his handsome face. Minho knows, though.

After a bit of Jisung staring but closing his eyes when Minho looks, Minho finally does something.

Minho puts his hand on Jisungs chin, causing Jisung to open his eyes. He looks into Jisungs eyes seductively.