Drive Me Insane

Focus, Im Focused

Jisung 

The dance room was essentially empty when Jisung arrived Wednesday morning. There were other students in the room but no one he cared about. Mr. Kang was here but for supervision purposes alone. Today's class was essentially self-governed for students to practice on their own and ask for help when needed. 

Jisung sets his bag down and moves to his usual corner. It was starting to get colder as the season changed to fall so Jisung opted to wear a hoodie over his regular dance attire. He would have to take it off eventually but for now, he chose to keep it on. 

Putting in his earphones and starting his playlist, Jisung bends into his usual warm-up stretches. Doing the mindless exercise allowed him to think about the message he'd sent on Monday. He'd received a response but it wasn't what he was expecting at all. 

Jisung feels a light tap on his shoulder, looking up from his neck rotations to see Sunwoo standing in front of him. Jisung had forgotten that Sunwoo was in this class. 

"Hey Sunwoo, what's up?" Jisung questioned, keeping his tone light. Sunwoo blinked at him brows furrowed before speaking. 

"Why didn't you answer my message? It's been on read for days." Jisung managed to look sheepish but he just wanted this conversation to end. He has no intention of ever giving that message any response. 

"Look no offense or anything Sunwoo, but my boyfriend is perfectly capable of showing me how to do body shots. Despite what Haneul told you, we are together." The words feel foreign in Jisung's mouth and makes an emotion he hasn't felt in a while coil from his stomach up to his throat. It burns with the intensity of a lie and Jisung has to fight to keep his face neutral.  

Sunwoo scoffs before looking Jisung up and down. 

"He doesn't deserve you. I've seen how he talks to you, treats you, orders you around. It's honestly so disgusting watching you settle for that when you could have someone who truly loves you, when you could have me." Jisung was taken aback. He can't even form a rebuttal because it's partially true. Being on the receiving end, Jisung knew it wasn't at all like what Sunoo was describing. What he was making it out to be sounded like abuse. From the outside looking in, however, that's probably what it looked like. They went from arguing with each other to all of a sudden being in a relationship. 

"Actually Jisungie is the one doing the ordering around. All I do is take it." 

Sunwoo doesn't miss the implications of Minho's words and Jisung burns with it. Minho moves to stand behind him. He snakes a hand around Jisung's waist and plants a wet open mouth kiss on the nape of his neck. Sunwoo looks away, fists clenched. 

"Whatever, Jisung you know where to find me when you realize what I said is true." With that he walks over to Haneul, whom Jisung has just realized is his partner. 

Minho is still planting little kisses all over Jisung's neck making it hard to think. He spins in the dancer's hold and uses his hands to push his face away. 

"Minho, did you have to piss him off?" Minho smiles, using his free hand to pull Jisung's hands off of his face. He plants a soft kiss on Jisung's fingertips before pulling away completely, bending into a stretch of his own. 

"He was pissing me off so I returned the favor." Jisung rolls his eyes before dropping to the floor in front of Minho. He looks up at the man in silence for a while before turning his attention to his phone. Jisung was about to pull up the video of the dance they were meant to perform when his phone was pucked from his hands. Minho sits on the floor beside him before handing him back his phone, now turned off.