Crack Addict

Red wine just in case

Minho's studio is small, it's essentially one large room with a small alcove reception area by the door in front of storage cupboards, a small office on the other side of the front door and a door to the bathroom in the back corner.

Looking around the room he can see everybody has basically finished stretching and packing their bags.

"Okay kids, great work today! Rest up and I'll see you Monday, yeah?" Minho says to his under-18s class, walking over to the reception corner, he collects the sweeper and cleaning supplies to start cleaning up.

It's Wednesday afternoon.

Jisung is coming over tonight and Minho is absolutely buzzing, but he still needs to clean up the studio before he locks up for the day.

It's been almost a month since Jisung and Minho agreed to their arrangement and Jisung has come over every Wednesday since.

Oftentimes Fridays as well.

Sometimes they order pizza and watch anime, falling back into familiar habits, other nights Jisung is fucking down Minho's throat.

Minho's favourite nights are the ones that end with him writhing in his sheets screaming Jisung's name as he eats him out with fervour.

They have had a lot of oral sex over the last few weeks, but they still haven't gone any farther and Minho is trying not to overthink it and just be happy with what he can get.

Crack.

Sweeping the floorboards, Minho notices Sullyoon saying goodbye to the rest of the girls and hanging back.

"Hey Sullyoon, what's up? Are your parents coming to pick you up? Because I can drop you off in about ten if you need." Minho says to the young dancer standing by the door, fiddling with her hands.

"Ah, yeah no they're coming. I just wanted to ask you about something." She says nervously.

Putting down the sweeper, Minho collects two rags and the spray, throwing one rag at Sullyoon, so they can clean the mirror floor length wall mirror.

Sullyoon catches the rag with a small smile and quickly joins Minho at the mirror.

They clean in silence, Minho giving Sullyoon the space to talk when she's ready.

It's not uncommon for his students to reach out to him like this.

Sometimes it's for dance advice or friend advice, other times he finds himself playing the role of confidant as he oftentimes is one of the only queer adults in these kids' lives.

"Jinni is my best friend," Sullyoon says simply.

"How is she doing with her recovery?" Minho asks, as their eyes meet in the reflection of the mirror.

"Not well to be honest, I'm really worried about her," Sullyoon sighs, "She's my best friend and I feel like I can't be there for her."

"How... What did you find most helpful when you went through this?" Sullyoon asks quietly.

Minho tries not to wince at the question.

He feels like he owes it to his student to be honest though, it's clearly taking a toll on her and the fact that she's asking him at all says a lot.

"I couldn't have done it without my best friends," Minho says truthfully.

"You know Hyunjin already but he was still in college when it happened, living in a dorm with our other best friend Jisung. They both picked me up from the hospital after my surgery and just, never left. Even when I was angry and nasty and lashing out in pain, they just stayed by my side."