You can't sit HERE 🙄 | a 2min story |

What the hell...

Minho had been noticing Seungmin's odd behavior for days. It was as if Seungmin was deliberately avoiding him, and it left Minho feeling frustrated and confused. Determined to get to the bottom of it, Minho waited for a moment when Seungmin was alone.

Seungmin had just finished his last class and was heading to his locker when Minho saw his chance. He approached Seungmin, his heart pounding in his chest. "Seungmin, we need to talk," Minho called out, trying to keep his voice steady.

But Seungmin, spotting Minho from the corner of his eye, quickened his pace. He headed straight for Hyunjin, who was standing nearby. Hyunjin, sensing Seungmin's distress, pulled him into a comforting hug. "Hey, you okay?" Hyunjin asked, his voice filled with concern.

Seungmin nodded, though he didn't say anything. Hyunjin, always the playful one, decided to lighten the mood. He planted a playful kiss on Seungmin's neck, causing Seungmin to jump in surprise. "Hyunjin, what are you doing?" Seungmin exclaimed, a mix of shock and amusement in his voice.

From a distance, Minho watched the scene unfold, his annoyance growing. He couldn't stand seeing Hyunjin so close to Seungmin, especially when he had no idea what was going on between them. Without thinking, Minho marched over and grabbed Seungmin's arm, pulling him away from Hyunjin.

"Minho, what are you—" Seungmin started, but Minho cut him off.

"We need to talk. Now," Minho said firmly. He pulled Seungmin to a quiet corner of the hallway, away from prying eyes. Pinning Seungmin against the wall, Minho looked into his eyes, searching for answers. "Why have you been ignoring me, Seungmin?"

Seungmin looked away, unable to meet Minho's gaze. "It's complicated, Minho," he mumbled.

"Complicated? What does that even mean?" Minho demanded, his frustration evident.

"I just... I needed some space," Seungmin admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Space? From me?" Minho asked, his voice softening. "Seungmin, I don't understand. Did I do something wrong?"

"No, it's not you," Seungmin said quickly. "It's me. I needed time to figure things out."

Minho's eyes softened, and he took a step closer to Seungmin. "Figure what out?"

Seungmin finally looked up, meeting Minho's gaze. "My feelings," he said simply.

Minho's heart skipped a beat. He had been hoping for this moment, but now that it was here, he didn't know what to say. Instead of speaking, he leaned in and kissed Seungmin slowly, pouring all his emotions into the kiss. Seungmin responded hesitantly at first, but soon he was kissing Minho back with equal fervor.

As the kiss deepened, Minho moved his lips down to Seungmin's neck, trailing kisses along his skin. Seungmin let out a soft moan, his hands gripping Minho's shirt. The intensity of the moment was overwhelming, and both boys were lost in each other.

Just as things were getting more heated, the school bell rang, jolting them back to reality. Minho pulled away, both of them breathing heavily. "We need to get to class," Minho said reluctantly.

Seungmin nodded, still trying to catch his breath. "Yeah, we do."

Minho gave Seungmin one last lingering kiss before stepping back. "We'll talk more later, okay?"

Seungmin nodded again, a small smile playing on his lips. "Okay."

As Minho walked away, he couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. They still had a lot to figure out, but at least they were finally talking. And that was a start.

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Minho couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He knew Seungmin too well to believe that "needing space" was the whole story. Determined to get to the bottom of it, he decided to confront Seungmin after school.

He found Seungmin sitting alone in the library, staring blankly at his notebook. Minho approached quietly and sat down across from him. "Seungmin, we need to talk," he said, his voice gentle but firm.

Seungmin looked up, startled. "Minho, I thought we agreed to talk later," he said, his voice strained.

"I can't wait," Minho replied. "I need to know what's going on."

Seungmin sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It's not that simple, Minho."

"Then explain it to me," Minho insisted. "I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong."

Seungmin hesitated, his eyes darting around the room as if he were afraid someone might overhear. Finally, he leaned in closer and whispered, "Han threatened me."

Minho's eyes widened in shock. "Han? What do you mean he threatened you?"

"He told me to stay away from you," Seungmin explained, his voice trembling. "He said if I didn't, he'd make my life a living hell."

Minho felt a surge of anger. "Why would he do that?"

Seungmin looked down, unable to meet Minho's gaze. "Because he knows how I feel about you," he admitted quietly.

Minho's heart pounded in his chest. "And how do you feel about me?"

Seungmin looked up, his eyes filled with a mix of fear and longing. "I love you, Minho," he confessed.

Minho's breath caught in his throat. He had been waiting to hear those words for so long, but now that he had, he felt a mix of emotions. Anger at Han for threatening Seungmin, relief that Seungmin felt the same way, and a burning desire to protect him.

"Seungmin, you don't have to be afraid," Minho said, his voice filled with determination. "I won't let Han hurt you."

Seungmin's eyes filled with tears. "But what if he does? I don't want you to get hurt because of me."

Minho reached across the table and took Seungmin's hand. "We'll face him together," he said firmly. "I won't let anyone come between us."

Seungmin nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Okay," he said softly.

Minho leaned in and kissed Seungmin gently, savoring the taste of his lips. As the kiss deepened, Minho moved his hand to Seungmin's neck, trailing his fingers along his skin. Seungmin let out a soft moan, his hands gripping Minho's shirt.

The intensity of the moment was overwhelming, and both boys were lost in each other. Just as things were getting more heated, the library door creaked open, and they quickly pulled away, their faces flushed.

"We need to get out of here," Minho whispered, his voice filled with urgency.

Seungmin nodded, and they quickly gathered their things and slipped out of the library. As they walked down the hallway, Minho couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. They still had a lot to figure out, but at least they were finally talking. And that was a start.

As they stepped out into the cool evening air, Minho turned to Seungmin and took his hand. "We'll get through this," he said confidently. "Together."

Seungmin nodded, a determined look in his eyes. "Together," he echoed.

And with that, they walked off into the sunset, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

Little did they know han had witnessed it all his eyes red with fury as he smirked.