𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐞 || 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥0.7シ

"we're here!" the driver yelled out from the seat infront.

jisung picked up his phone, checking the time, "oh my gosh it's 4 a.m.-" he whined in a weak and sleepy voice. he slowly crept out of his seat as everybody was leaving the bus.

jisung put his phone in his pocket and walked over to the upper compartment again so he could get his bag.

he reached his hand out forward to reach over but his hand couldn't reach. "fuck.."

he looked around and saw minho talking to jina.

jisung walked over to them and put his hand on minhos shoulder. "minho hyung, my bag is in the upper compartment-" he said in a hoarse voice.

minho nodded and walked over to the compartment, opening it and sliding jisungs bag out. "here", he said, putting his hand forward.

jisung reached out to get his bag but minho pulled his hand back. "what's the magic word?" minho said in a teasing manner.

"just give me the bag, hyung" jisung whined.

minho raised his eyebrows, looking at jisung with a face that told jisung he wasn't going to give it until he said thank you.

jisung rolled his eyes, "thank you.. now give me the damn bag-"

minho handed the bag over to jisung as jisung snorted at minho, turning around and walking away from him to their group.

"damn, this hotel nice-" seungmin said as they walked in the hotel, looking around. everyone was wearing masks and hoodies just in case if someone around them finds out that they're assassins and spies.

seungmin took their room keys, gesturing the others to come over to the elevator. "c'mon guys"

they all waited for the elevators door to open, but as it did, jisungs fingers began to shake as he saw numerous people in the elevator. he wasn't a fan of crowds. introvert boy, you know?

"gosh.." he whispered.

they walked over in the elevator and jisungs ran in the corner, not wanting to get touched by anyone.

"which floor is it?" yumi asked seungmin as she stood beside the buttons.

"hold the elevator-!" somebody yelled, only making jisungs even more fidgety. there's more people coming in?

jisung shut his eyes as he pressed himself against the wall, only to be inches away to the touch of a random stranger. just then, someone stood over jisung, their body pressing against jisungs side. jisung looked over to see a random person.

he mentally gagged in disgust because of the contact. "could you move a little farther?" jisung asked quietly to the man in the silence of the elevator.

"mmmh, why, child?" the man said, only pushing more into jisungs side.

just as jisungs was about to plunge his nails into this mans neck, minho pulled the man away, "he asked if you could move back? are you deaf?"

jisungs eyes slightly widened as he saw minho slightly taking a foot infront of him. "why do you care?" the man asked, as he almost grabbed jisungs arms.

minho though, was quick enough to grab the mans wrist and slightly twist it, making the grown man whimper. "you wanna lay your hands on him, i dare you" he spoke as his grip on the mans wrist tightened and he twisted it more.

the man immediately let out a slight yelp, "fine, fine! ill stop!" he begged.

"hyung, let him go" jisungs whispered, slightly standing on his tippy toes so he could reach minhos ear. "as much as i wanna fuck him up, it's not gonna be fine, we're infront of other people"