Stray Kids Oneshots Collection (Smut & Fluff)

34 ¦ Think I'll need someone older

Warnings: Mention of Past Physical Abuse, Mention of Slur, little homophobia, age gap

Ship: Hyunjin / Minho

Words: 3,661

Summary: Hyunjin would have proposed at this point, because how can you not? But Minho is just a teacher, a coach, and way older. No one in his age or position would think of getting together with a younger student like Hyunjin. Would not even dare to think romantically about them. Still, Hyunjin lets himself get held by the elder, buries his face in his collarbones.

A/N: Both are consensual adults, despite the age gap. This has a happy ending guys, don't worry :)

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H = Hyunjin POV

M = Minho POV

H

Hyunjin didn't know when his crush on Minho had started. It wasn't intentional, hence not even planned. But it started to grow quickly and he couldn't help to crave more. He couldn't stop it, like the water from a waterfall, or a malfunctioning train.

To Hyunjin, Minho feels like a rush of sugar, a fresh shower in summer. Smells like a cold breeze at the beach or the scent when you inhale a bouquet of tulips. Minho was his King and leader, everything he was looking for.

"Good evening Hyunjin" he greets, his warm smile making Hyunjin's stomach flutter as always, "ready for today's lesson?" Hyunjin nods, makes sure to show his dimples and straightens his shirt with his hands. Minho continues to look at him nicely and softly, to which Hyunjin just wants to fall into his arms. "Yes, I am. See ya later!"

But even though Minho would be perfect for him, Hyunjin isn't perfect for Minho. And it's so not fair.

"Ten-minute break everyone!" he yells across the practice room, to which everyone groans happily and slumps down to the floor. Hyunjin pants vividly, the effect of practising the choreography for the past 45 minutes shows in his tensed muscles.

Pearls of sweat prickle down his forehead and he shuts his eyes to recompose himself. He flies them open as he overhears a conversation, "Subaenim, you're smiling at your phone! Show her us!"

Hyunjin sits up in a flash and stares over at Minho. He just crinkles his eyes and shakes his head. "None of your business, kids" he answers teasingly, and brushes a hand against his longish hair.

Talking about his hair, Minho has beautiful ones. It's black, and cut proportionally around shoulder length. He frequently ties it up in a ponytail, to which Hyunjin likes to copy him for it.

The other students laugh some more, before getting into their positions again. But it's Hyunjin's heart that drops deeper in his chest for some reason, kind of hurts physically.

Hyunjin tries, wants to do his best but exhaustion hits him uncontrollably. He falls on his knees, his thighs shaking from tiredness. Students rush over him, but Hyunjin pushes them away. They don't understand they are the reason for making him feel like this.