Heart breaker || minsung

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A/N: I was sick, yesterday and I find it so annoying that I've written so many chapters and released so few...
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Today was Friday, the day Minho was going to ask Jisung out.

He had woken up on the floor of Jisung's room and watched Jisung sleep for twenty minutes until he realized that he was being creepy. Why was he even watching him sleep, anyway?

It's not like he likes Jisung.

Minho stood up and went to the bathroom, brushing his teeth and washing his face. He went downstairs to see that Chan was already awake and making breakfast.

"Hey," Minho said, smirking slightly as he saw Chan tense up.

"I haven't told anyone, so just sit there in silence and I won't poison your waffles," Chan said.

"Wouldn't put it past you," Minho smirked, leaning back in his chair.

There was silence until Minho broke it.

"Why is killing my family so bad?" Minho asked. "It's not even your fault that you killed them. If you explained it to your friends, they would understand. Especially the fluffy-haired one."

"They've all got fluffy hair... Most of the time." Chan says.

"You know who I'm talking about," Minho said, rolling his eyes.

"Fine, yes, I like Jeongin, if it wasn't obvious enough," Chan spits, "but he's also my friend, so he'd believe me. I know it."

"So, why can't I tell them?" Minho asks.

"Because I don't want you to." Chan says. "I don't want to admit that I let you get into my head. I don't want to admit that I used to like you. If anything, it's your fault that I killed your parents. Remember what you said that night? 'Anything to get me back, huh?'"

"Well-"

"Morning," Jeongin and Jisung sleepily made their way into the kitchen.

"Morning,"

"Good morning."

Chan and Minho greeted them, still glaring at each other.

Jisung sat down next to Minho and laid his head on the table. "'M tired..." Jisung whined.

Minho smiled down at Jisung. He gently moved the hair out of Jisung's face and kissed his cheek gently.

Jisung straightened up, as if he were suddenly awake, and stared at Minho with flushed cheeks and wide eyes.

Minho smirked and ruffled Jisung's hair. He stood up and got a plate, putting two waffles on it and grabbing some weird cheesecake sauce.

Jisung's eyes lit up when he saw the weird sauce, so Minho figured that he'd gotten the right topping.

"Cheesecake sauce!" Jisung squealed, making grabby hands for the weird sauce.

"Ji, I will never understand your love for cheesecake sauce," Chan said, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Stop judging me..." Jisung pouts as Minho places the plate of waffles in front of him.

Minho sits next to Jisung and lays his head on Jisung's shoulder, discretely smirking at Chan.

Minho watches Jisung squeeze a lot of cheesecake sauce on his pancakes.

"I love my cheesecake sauce," Jisung explains as he spreads the peculiar sauce, "it's cheesecake that's been blended into a sauce. If you blend it for too long, it turns into real cheese, but if you do it for too short a time, it's not as yummy."

Minho hums and wraps his arm around Jisung's waist.

Just then, Changbin walks into the kitchen, Felix hurrying behind him.

"Hey, Sungie," Minho said quietly into Jisung's ear as everyone else started talking.

"Hm?" Jisung looked up at Minho with his cheeks stuffed with waffles and cheesecake sauce.

It was so cute-! No. It wasn't cute.

"Can I talk to you?" Minho asked. "Alone?"

Jisung nodded quickly and stood up, quickly swallowing the rest of the food in his mouth. Jisung grabbed the sleeve of Minho's jumper and led him into the hallway.

"Jisungie," Minho started, "I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me... On a date."

Minho watched as Jisung's eyes widened and his jaw dropped slightly.

After a minute, Jisung shyly replied with; "y-yes..."

"Great!" Minho exclaimed. "How about tomorrow?"

"Y- wait. I can't do tomorrow." Jisung said quickly.

"Why not?" Minho frowned.

"I need to go somewhere important with my dad..." Jisung said quietly, staring at Mino's shoulder.

"I can pick you up after," Minho offered.

"I-I dunno when we'll be done..." Jisung said quietly.

Minho was getting frustrated. "Well, when can we go on our date?"

"M-Monday...?" Jisung asked quietly.

Minho realized that his frustration was scaring the quokka in front of him, so he took a deep breath and softened his eyes. "Monday after school?" Minho asked.

Jisung nodded his head.

"Ok, Monday after school."