minsung oneshots

i won't say it pt 2💕

i originally wasn't going to make a part 2, but so many wanted it, so here you go :)

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"Chan! Help!" I yelled, rushing around my room. Chan ran into the room, brandishing a metal spoon, "What?! What's wrong?"

"I don't have anything to wear!" I fell back onto the pile of clothes that littered my bed, I slightly winced at the hanger poking into my back, but couldn't find it to move at all. Chan's face morphed from threatening, to disappointed, to sly. "Today's the day right?"

I pouted and nodded, hoping that I could use my cuteness to my advantage and brainwash Chan into helping me. "It's just a date, Sung. And if what you've been saying for the past month is true, it shouldn't be a problem."

"What have I been saying that could possibly help in this situation, hyung?" Chan shook his head and sat next to me, gently prying the hanger out from underneath my back. "That Minho is just a friend, and that you definitely don't like him."

I blushed and turned my head, not wanting Chan to know that he had me cornered. "It's really ok ,Sung. I bet Minho is doing the same thing at his place." I scoffed, "No way. Minho-hyung is so cool. No way he would be going crazy about a date with me."

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*Minho's POV*

"Hyunjin, I don't know what to wear," I pouted, throwing my clothes at him as he walked into the door. "Damn it, Minho. Don't throw stuff at me when I am coming to help you." I threw another shirt at him just for saying that. "This is a big deal. I finally have a date with Han Jisung. The Han Jisung and I can't go pick him up in a," I stopped mid sentence to pick up a shirt off the floor, " 'i love pudding' t-shirt."

Hyunjin looked offended, "Is that the one with the pudding cat on the front? I love that one, but I get it. Let me work my fashion magic for you, hyung," Hyunjin declared, stepping carefully around Minho to avoid his affection. "What's wrong with him?"

"He's just stealing my job and being dramatic," Hyunjin sighed and picked through all of my clothes, "He finally got the balls to ask Jisung out." Jeongin laughed, sitting down on my bed, "That really cute squirrel guy with the hot friend?"

I blinked at him, "yes. He does look like a cute little squirrel," I guessed imagining his cute little face in my head, "He has more than one hot friend, Innie."

"The short one."

Hyunjin looked up from my clothes, "More specific, babe."

Jeongin tapped his index finger against his lips, "The blonde one that Seungmin teases for being old. My god, he's so fucking fine. Ugh!" I buttoned up the shirt that Hyunjin tossed at me, trying to block out the sounds of my roommate rant about how insanely hot my friend is. I understand though, they've had to tell me lots of times to shut up about Jisung.

I pulled up the zipper on my pants before turning to Hyunjin and Jeongin, "How do I look? Bad? Should I just pull an April Fools?"

"Hyung. It's August." I gave him a glare, then looked back at myself in the mirror, "I'm really nervous. What if he doesn't like me as much as I like him?" Hyunjin gave me a concerned look, "Why wouldn't he like you?" I shrugged, "I tell him all the time how pretty he is or how I just want to be close to him, but he never responds."

Jeongin smiled, "He's probably just nervous. Putting yourself into a new relationship can be scary. And he said yes to you, so count it as a win and don't screw it up by ghosting him." I saluted to him, "Yes sir, Yang Jeongin, sir."

"Please go." I smiled at both of them, gathering up my courage one last time before forcing myself to make my way to Jisung's place. I really hoped that today would go well. For me, it was love at first sight when I saw him walking in the street, or rather trip and fall into the street.