only in my mind|| minsung

Fifty🌷

And maybe these steps will help me find out if Minho likes me :)

Jisung was so confused.

He didn't know if Minho liked him or not.

He couldn't tell shit because if he thought that maybe he did - his brain convinced him again he didn't.

Even now while Minho was holding his hand as they walked up toward their dorm's door, he still thought maybe he was holding his hand to be nice.

Plus he said it was cold.

So if Jisung knew Minho - that was probably the reason.

And all that warmth in his hand faded once they stepped inside their dorm.

Minho took off his jacket and hat as he shoved off his shoes from his feet, he shivered a little "Want some hot chocolate?" he asked lightly.

Jisung nodded his head with a smile "Yeah, sure" he replied "Only if you're making it" he added.

Minho smiled before wandering into the kitchen and taking out chocolate powder and milk because he wasn't a weirdo who made hot chocolate with water.

Jisung wandered in after him and leaned his hip against the counter, looking down at his phone as he replied to comments on his Instagram post.

"I think I got marshmallows in the shopping last week" Minho mumbled as he went searching for them. Jisung hummed "Can you send me that picture of me you took in the car?" he asked.

Minho turned his head around and nodded lightly "Yeah sure" he replied before going back to the two mugs he pulled out.

Jisung sat himself up on the counter as Minho heated up the milk on the stove since they didn't have a microwave to quickly heat up anything.

Jisung put down his phone and watched Minho closely as he thought back on their evening.

"Did you enjoy today?" He asked not really thinking about how the words just flowed out of his mouth without thought.

Minho looked over at him and smiled "Yeah, I did" He looked away again feeling his heart race.

Jisung nodded, quietly starting to pick at his nails from how nervous he felt. "It was... Good" he mumbled.

Minho nodded firmly "Probably one of the best dates I've been on in ages" he spoke fast before clearing his throat slightly afterwards.

Jisung felt his heart stop "Date?" he asked. Minho glanced over at him "It.. Was a date... No?"

Jisung left his mouth hang open for a moment. "W-Well... I mean..." Yes. Yes it fucking was.

Jisung had literally written down in his diary it would be a date but in his own head - minho had now figured that out he assumed.

Now he had to play it off to not make it look weird.

"I thought it was a date to be honest" Minho shrugged stirring the milk in the saucepan a little to distract his nerves. Jisung was left speechless.

"I-It... I mean... Y-You... It doesn't... It wasn't-"

"If I tell you, I want to say it was a date... Would you be mad?" Minho stopped what he was doing turning off the stove and moving in front of Jisung.

Jisung gulped as Minho got closer. "You.. Want it to be a date?" He asked. Minho nodded.

"I do" He replied. Jisung cleared his throat and looked away turning his head to the side "Well I mean, I guess friends with benefits can go on a date if they wanna..."