minsung oneshots

i won't say it 💕

hello. please enjoy because i lowkey like this one. comment ad vote if you want 🤗

"Sung, I really think you should try to date again," Chan says as an attempt to get me to do something other than work and sleep. I looked up at him from my screen, "Hyung, if they gave out a prize for rotten judgement, I would win every year. No thank you." Chan throws himself onto my bed, "Come on, Jisung. There has got to be some guy that's caught your eye."

I swiveled my chair to face him, "no one other than you chan-hyung," I blew him a kiss to which he blew one back, "No guy is worth the aggravation. Been there, done that." Chan rolled onto his side, so he was propping himself up on his arm, "What about Minho?"

I stopped typing at the mention of his name, which made Chan start laughing loud as fuck, leading Changbin and his nosy ass to come into my room as well. "What happened?" Changbin asked, launching himself next to the chan. "I'm trying to work and you two are bothering me."

"I was prying and our little baby 100% has a crush on Minho." Changbin's lips turned into a sly smile, "That one dance dude who calls him cute? I thought everyone already knew that?" Chan and changbin laughed while I internally thought about beating them up. "He called me pretty. One time."

"Yeah, one time every hour. Who do you think you're kidding? You talk about him for hours after you see him." I threw a random pen at them, "No I don't." Changbin sat up, "He's the Earth and heaven to you, honestly." Chan followed suit and sat up, putting his arm on Changbin's shoulder, "You try to keep it hidden, but we know you, sung. We can see right through you."

I huffed, "Hyung, I think you're mistaken. I don't like anyone." Changbin sighed, "Is Minho-hyung just anyone though?" I spun back to face my desk, hoping that by ignoring them, they would leave me alone. But nothing was ever that simple when living with my groupmates. I wondered about Minho and his roommates. He always talked about how annoying they were but he couldn't bear to have them gone. I smiled thinking of his smile, the way he leaned back on his hands to let the breeze wash over his face.

"Bin look, he's so far gone. Oh Jisung, you can't conceal it. We know how you feel, who you're thinking about." I glared at Chan, "Are you you two fucking psychics now? And, for your information, I was thinking about work."

They both threw their heads back in annoyance, "Just admit you like him. Even if it's just a little bit. Give us hope for your future, please." The begging was getting old. " No chance, no way

I won't say it because there is nothing to say," I checked my watch, "We have to go, the meeting is soon and we have to set up."

Chan, Changbin, and I made our way to the studio to set up for the meeting. I was glad that the topic was no longer about my fake crush on Minho. But it was as if the universe was working against me because guess who I ran into... Minho.

Like face first into him. Not that getting a face full of minho was bad, but just embarrassing considering my current company. Minho laughed as he caught me from falling to the ground, "You ok, sungie?" His head tilted to the side as he held me steady. I felt like swooning at the sight of him, long brown hair pushed back by a headband, that eyebrow ring that I almost had a heart attack over, all of him.

I sighed, "Thanks Min. Sorry." I stepped back, but he reached his hand out to touch my cheek, "That's fine. I always like running into you. You're just so pretty." I blushed, probably a deep shade of red. He laughed, "As much as I'd love to talk, I have to make it to my class. See you guys around?" I nodded, and I don't know what Chan and Changbin said to him after that. I was trying to lower my temperature, and make my heart stop beating so fucking fast.

"Denial."

I whipped my head towards them, "Please, that's so cliché. I'm not in love with him." I wish my heart would get with the program, but I forever seemed to get stuck in the same cycle of dating just because it was so perfect in the beginning. Every time I was with Minho, my head was screaming get a grip, unless I was dying to cry my heart out all over again. Which I was not, so I swore not to date again after so many failures. No matter how perfect anyone seemed to be.

...

*the next day*

"You keep on denying," Felix told me as he leaned his head back over the couch. I booped his nose as I came around the couch to sit next to him. "Denying what?" I asked, as if I didn't know what he was gonna say. Changbin and Chan were sitting on the couch as well. Felix came to the studio to see Changbin, and he can't just drop by and leave. He usually ends up staying for a few hours on a good day.

"Your feelings babe. No one is buying it," Felix spoke as he leaned into Changbin's side. I rolled my eyes, "There is nothing to deny if there is nothing there." Chan laughed aloud, looking up from his phone," You gonna act like we didn't see you hit the ceiling when Minho stopped to talk to you outside earlier?"

"I did not!" I protested, throwing that one random pillow we owned at his head. I plopped back down on the couch, defeated. "Face it like an adult, sungie," Felix looked at his boyfriend, " When is he gonna own up that he's down bad for Minho?"

"No chance, now way. I won't admit anything." I stood up from the couch, grabbing my bag so I could snack away the stress that my friends were bombarding me with. "So what did Minho even want?" chan asks.

My lips formed a smile and blushed red against my will. Stupid blood, giving me away. "N-nothing." Busted. (even though he didn't saw anything remotely that showed he had any interest in me.) Felix threw his head back so hard I thought he broke his neck. "Look in the mirror. Check the grin. You're in love. " I covered my face with the fabric of my hoodie, "You're crazy. I don't like him like that. I- I don't want to get hurt again."

Changbin stood up and gently pulled the hoodie from my face, " You don't have to be proud or scared, Jisung. It's OK you're in love." I shook my head and stepped away, not wanting to let his soft words influence my pact with myself. "You're way off. I won't say it because it's not true. "

"What's not true?" I watched as Changbin's face formed a sly little smile. "Hey Minho. Just talking about whether my ass was bigger than Chan's. I say mine but jisung thinks it's Chan." II kicked Changbin in his shin. "Do you need something Minho?"

He smiled and I swear that the room seemed brighter, "A new sushi restaurant opened up, and I wanted to know if you wanted to go with me later?" Again, at the sound of his voice along with his visuals, my poor knees felt like jelly.

"Y-yeah, of course. But why didn't you just text me instead of walking all the way over here? I would have answered." Minho's smile became shy as he scratched the back of his neck, "I wanted to see you." His cheeks dusted with pink as he looked at me, "So I'll see you outside the building later?"

"Of course. Bye Min." He waved at me as I slowly shut the door after watching him leave. I thought about it, not even noticing the little looks that my friends were giving me. At least out loud, I won't say I'm in love.

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this was inspired by 'i wont say im in love' from hercules (obviously) and i have 3 questions and I would really LOVE for you to answer.

1. What are other skz ships you really like? (for a different story)

2. Would you guys be ok if the next ✨one was a little... sexual. Not sex, but like more sexual actions? If that makes sense. Just to be clear; no smut

3. what are some songs you guys think give minsung? i was listening to a playlist earlier and there was this one song that really reminded me of them, 'secretly' by jimmie rodgers. so it made me curious. (yeah)