Jisung and Minho spent the next few weeks as a couple, happily sneaking around the Natural Sciences building for a bit of making out before and after class.
Their favorite spot was still that one lab classroom since noone seemed to come inside...ever.
"Oh look at this" said Minho one day, looking up from where Jisung was pinned to the wall:
"<<Checked the fossils myself this Sunday but it's your turn next time
ps: please leave the documents in order>>""So that's why we never meet anyone" chuckled Jisung.
"Guess they've been wondering who's been messing up their documents huh"
"They'll never know" teased Jisung playfully, wrapping his legs even tighter around Minho's hips.
"They'll never know." confirmed Minho into Jisung's lips.
They'd still act professional in class, obviously but a bit of flirting still snuck through even there. Minho was sure his students would pick up on it at a point, expecially Nagyung who seemed to already have her suspicions but he really couldn't help it. Jisung seemed to try his hardest to tease him everyday, after all.
His small smirks, whispered warmths and revealing outfits all piled up on Minho's emotions for hours of class and once it was done well...it was hard not to instantly throw himself at Jisung. And the other didn't seem to mind.
They'd come home togheter almost everyday, correct the exams on the couch, Jisung sat comfortably with his legs on Minho's lap. Then they'd kiss, slip into a parallel universe of warm citrusy haze for a bit and say goodbye with a lingering touch, feeling amazingly sore.
Minho still called Yoona everyday and everyday it got harder to tell his truth. All she talked about was the wedding and the flowers for the wedding and the rings for the wedding and the clothes for the wedding and the location for the wedding and... She sounded so excited, so eager... Minho could do nothing but shut his lips in a tight line and nod.
He couldn't say <<I love you>>. He couldn't answer to any of her romantic chats anymore.He knew this was wrong. Everything about this was wrong.
He was reminded of it every night as he woke up from nightmares of both Jisung and Yoona leaving him, enraged because he had hidden things from them.
He didn't want to hurt them. He didn't want to break either of their hearts. But most importantly, he didn't want to be left alone...
Every morning he told himself:
"Today's the day"
and every evening he went to bed with a heavy heart.
He hadn't done it.
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Window to freedom °•Minsung•°
FanfictionWhere Jisung becomes a strict professor's assistant ("Good Luck, Babe!" type beat)