"Calling me gay is not an insult! You're just stating the obvious!"
"You're fucking annoying!"
"And you more!"
College students Minho (homophobic) and Chan (openly gay) are sworn enemies who can't stand eachother. They fight, scream, argue all the t...
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"What are you two doing in here?" The janitor questions loudly at the two males frozen in their spots, just staring, stunned by the fact that they were almost caught in their steamy act.
Oh welp still looks like they gotta kill him.
Just kidding but yeah what a situation they got themselves in.
"Uh." Chan just let out, staring at the Janitor standing by the door frame who was waiting for an answer.
The dark haired had no clue what to say, like his tongue got caught by a cat that isnt Minho! His vocal chords refusing to form out words, he was like a deer in headlights no movement whatsoever just there still and all tensed up, helpless. Surely he can come up with something. Anything. But no nothing was coming into mind. Nothing. Nada. All blank.
"Smoking weed." Minho just all a sudden fucking blurts out filling in the silence.
Erm what the flip.
Chan whipped his head over to look at Minho, faced with his side profile carved by God's because holy shit that nose is so sharp and perfect. He's a whole art work brought to life.
Anyways what that masterpiece said is crazy risky. Like Minho really went for a 50/50. Either the janitor will get upset and claim to snitch on them for smoking on campus ground or he'll be cool and let it slide. Chan really thought the first one was going to happen, he was mentally preparing himself.
But however.
"Oh no way. You think I could take a hit?" The janitor asks holding out his open palm, with hopeful eyes.
At that a giant wave of relief washed through Chan. He was still sitting on the box of paper towels btw letting Minho do all the talking.
"We finished the whole blunt sorry." Minho answers with a shrug of one shoulder. Seeming pleased with himself that his lie is working. Surprisingly. "We used up all the weed, so all gone too."
Oh the confidence in his tone is sexy.
Chan wanted to back him up on this so he spoke up, casually as he could. "Y-Yeah really quick too. Like poof." Chan makes a disappearing motion with his hand holding up a clenched fist then opens it, spreading out his fingers. "Oh I'm so high feels like I'm in the sky.
He could feel Minho side eyeing him.
"Yeah." Minho said and then put his attention back on the older man. "He smoked most of it. But I can hook you up another time. If you swear by one thing."
"What's that young man?"
"You won't tell on us." Minho added in, after folding his arms across his chest.
"Oh no worries I'm keeping my mouth shut." The man assures. "I swear."
"Thank you." Minho and Chan both said at the same time. Then they exchanged a look like saying 'uh wtf was that'
