Heart breaker || minsung

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A/N: Hey, bestiesss!!! I'm stuck with writing chapter twenty-four... I'm thinking of doing something, but I don't think it should happen, yet because what if I actually ruin the plot??? I'm crying... Also, I love cheesecake so much. Not kidding. OMG DID YOU KNOW THAT IF YOU SHOW YOUR STUDENT ID TO PEOPLE AT STORES, THEY MIGHT GIVE YOU A DISCOUNT!!!??? I'm too shy to ask, but I will one day...
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TW: Sexual reference

It was five minutes until the bell rang for the end of the school day and the start of Minho's date. Minho couldn't figure out why he was so excited, but he really wanted to go on this date.

The bell rang and Minho was the first person out the classroom door. He ran to Jisung's class and arrived five minutes before Jisung left the class.

"Oh, hyung," Jisung exclaimed, "have you been waiting long?"

"No, I just got here," Minho said quickly.

"Good, my teacher wanted to talk to me about the assignment," Jisung said, "I'm not doing it in front of my class."

Minho nodded. "Let's go?" He held his hand out and watched as Jisung shyly put his hand into Minho's.

Minho and Jisung walked to the nearest arcade, hand in hand.

"I'm horrible at arcade games," Jisung pouted adorably.

"Don't worry, you can watch while I win everything," Minho joked.

Jisung giggled. "Can you win me a plushy?"

"A quokka one so you can have one of yourself?" Minho asked, laughing at the dumbstruck expression on Jisung's face.

"Wait- yah!" Jisung hit Minho on the shoulder. "Respect your dongsaengs!"

"I thought it was; respect your hyungs," Minho laughed.

"No!" Jisung giggled. "Respect me, peasant."

"Yes, sorry my prince," Minho smirked.

"Y-yah!" Jisung exclaimed. "Shut up!"

Minho grinned. "You're so cute when you're embarrassed."

"S-shut up, let's go play some games," Jisung stuttered, dragging Minho to a game station.

"Which one do you want to play?" Minho asked, looking at all the machines.

"Dance Dance Revolution!" Jisung cheered.

"Alright," Minho agreed, "but don't blame me if you lose."

"Yah!" Jisung exclaimed. "I'm going to win!"

"Pfft, sure" Minho laughs.

"Let's see then," Jisung said, inserting two tokens. "Pick your song!"

"Oh! That one!" Minho pointed to a random song.

Jisung selected the song.

Minho knew he was a good dancer, he used to do competitions before he got into the heartbreaking business.

Minho watched as the dance floor lit up and the steps started flowing in.

He and Jisung began dancing.

Jisung was pretty good too, but not as good as Minho.

By the end, Jisung was pouting up at Minho. "You're a meanie, hyung."

"Aww, don't pout," Minho said, reaching his hand out to pinch Jisung's cheeks. "How can I make you feel better?"

"I want a plushy," Jisung stated.