only in my mind|| minsung

Twenty Two🌷

It was Friday, Minho still didn't say anything about the friends with benefits idea and Jisung hadn't mentioned shit to him either.

He felt a bit selfish for hoping that Minho forgot about it all together since he didn't want to lose his chance at possibly making moves on him.

Okay. Yeah. They had sex. But Jisung didn't want to count that as any part of his moves - especially when all he wanted to do was move on from it...

Maybe.

But today the song performance group and dance performance group were put together to start creating their piece of work for their final year project.

After finding out that Minho picked Jisung to work with, he couldn't help but feel tingly inside at the thoughts of Minho specifically picking him to work with.

They always did that but every time since Jisung started to grow feelings for the elder - it made him much more delulu.

So here they were, working on what type of song they could not only sing, but dance to.

Minho leaned back in the chair and let out a sigh. "We could do a simple pop song to keep us safe" He suggested. Jisung scoffed "Why do that when we could just make a completely cool genre?"

Minho raised a brow "Okay, producer Han, tell me more about your cool genre you're on about" he grinned. Jisung scoffed but felt a small blush dust his cheeks as he was called producer.

"I'm thinking cute" He grinned back. Minho shook his head "Nu-uh" he denied instantly "Ji, most of my dance routines are intense, difficult and sultry" He explained. Jisung scoffed "I'm also dancing too you know"

Minho sighed. "But... Cute? We're not ten!" he replied. Jisung leaned back in his chair and looked at Minho "So in other words, you wanna teach me how to dance all sexy?"

Minho stayed still for a second. "You're so weird" he sighed "Fine. Go with your cute genre"

Jisung smiled lightly "I'll think of other ideas.. Cute was just out of the box you know?" he closed his notebook as he noticed the class was nearly over.

"Ugh, I love closure weekends" Jisung stretched in his chair. Minho chuckled "Same, especially when I get to stay at your house"

Jisung laughed "You literally have your own room in my house, may as well move in" he grinned. Minho hummed "Might do" he laughed as he out away his pens.

Once the bell rang to signal the end of their class, Jisung and Minho wasted no time and rushing to leave to their dorm to get their bags to leave.

Jisung triple checked he had everything and once he deemed it fine to leave his room, he took his bag with a smile.

He always felt like a kid knowing Minho would be staying over.

"You ready?" Minho asked clearing his throat. Jisung nodded "Yep! My dad texted saying he's here"

Minho nodded "I haven't seen Jiwook is so long man" he faked a cry. Jisung rolled his eyes "he's still annoying as ever" he scoffed.

"Dont say shit about your dad!" Minho replied. "Your dad is a good man"

"So is yours!" Jisung replied lightly. Minho stayed quiet "Mm, sure"

They reached their car park and Jisung saw his dad instantly, waving over to him and hulling his bag over to him with Minho rolling his eyes at how Jisung faked his struggle at carrying his bag.

"Dad!" Jisung smiled. "Hey kiddo" He replied lightly. Jisung scoffed "I'm literally 23-"

"Minho!" His dad cut across, opening his arms to hug the boy. Jisung looked between the two and rolled his eyes. "Wow dad, don't tell me you have a favourite child who isn't even your child" He said sourly before getting in the car.