Han Jisung is hopelessly in love with Lee Minho, the boy in his potion class. With no hope of approaching him in any sorts, his best Friend Lee Felix jokes about smothering the boy a love potion.
Clue: Jisung didn't pick up on the joke and took it...
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"Jisung! Someone's in the living room for you!"
"Can you entertain them? I need more sleep." The boy shouted from his bed, pulling his hoodie over his head.
"They want specifically you. I'm heading out anyway."
"What!?"
"No classes today remember? I'm going out."
"Without me?"
"Yes. Now go entertain the guest. No funny business in my room so stay out." Jisung was confused as hell when Felix vanished out the door. He walked out of his own bedroom, wearing an oversized hoodie and a pair of shorts with of course his boxers beneath.
Now what Jisung wasnt expecting was to see Minho sitting on his couch with a smirk painted across his face.
"Morning Cutie." He stood up and began to walk towards Jisung.
"What an earth are you doing here, Minho?"
"Coming to see you. Why wouldn't I want to come see the hottest boy in the school?" At this comment, Jisung heavily blushed as Minho found himself in front of the smaller boy.
Jisung had backed up, his back hitting the wall. Minho placed his hand beside him on the wall, caging him in.
"I'm not the hottest..." Jisung stared at Minho's lips. He knew he was under the potion but he was just so goddamn attractive.
"I'm not sure I agree with that." Minho's hands found their way to Jisung's tiny waist, sneaking up from under the hoodie. Minho then leant forward to Jisung's ear.
"You do, baby. I heard everything about your plan to slip me a love potion. You didn't need to give me one you know." Minho's deep chocolate eyes stared longingly as Jisung's luscious lips, tinted a slight pink.
"You heard all that? I'm sorry- wait what do you mean I didn't need to give you one?" Jisung exclaimed in a slight state of surprise.
"You heard me correct. Of course, how long does it take you to figure it out?"
"Figure what out?!" Jisung was heavily confused by the boy and little by little getting annoyed with him also for not disputing the obvious.
