Don't touch me // Minsung

21. 𝘚𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩

Monday unfortunately came, ending the weekend way faster than the friends would have wished. Everyone had time to rest but they had all been seriously hungover on Saturday and only had one day to fully recover. With dark circles under their eyes and aching bodies, they still headed towards the campus, not having any other option than be ready for another week of classes.

Jisung arrived a bit earlier than usual to meet Minho and spend more time with him. Dead curious, he absolutely needed to know how the contest went for the older. He had spent his entire week-end thinking about him, about what they did at the party, about what Minho said about his past, about his growing attraction towards him. Despite this endless stream of thoughts about him, he just could not get enough of the older and so, as soon as he arrived on campus, he looked for Minho everywhere but unfortunately could not find him.

So, when his friends finally arrived twenty minutes after him, he stayed with them, only half listening to them as he kept scanning the crowd at the same time. And finally, his face lit up. Minho was coming towards him from afar and to the younger, it seemed time slowed for a moment.

He still walked as nonchalantly as when he first met him, still kept his hands in his pockets, still had this cold confident stare, still ignored everyone around him. As he should, because everybody was glancing at him as he walked by. He had once again become the talk of the campus because of that viral picture of him in a suit at the party. Not that he knew anything about it...

All eyes were on him, but his never left the younger's when he saw him through the crowd. His cold stare immediately left space for a warm smile that made Jisung's cheeks redden a bit. The younger's heart pounced in his chest, suddenly feeling good and proud, suddenly feeling a bit superior to anyone knowing how close he was to Minho and how everybody wanted him now.

The older waved at the group and put his hand on Jisung's shoulder as soon as he arrived.

"Missed me?", he asked, noticing Jisung's wide grin and sparkling eyes.

"A bit yeah", Jisung smiled at the older, both lost in their own world a bit and definitely unaware of their friends all glancing at each other secretly, staying silent but unable to hide the smiles off their faces.

Nothing was confirmed and it was all suspicions up until now, but to them their relationship was plain obvious. They had an undeniable special bond and Jisung looked so happy with Minho, they could not help but be happy as well for him. Still, Seungmin rolled his eyes from all the overflowing cheesiness surrounding him and went to class, soon followed by the entire group.

As they walked side by side towards the classroom, Jisung asked Minho a million questions about his week-end before finally asking the most important one.

"So, the contest! How did it go?", he asked excitedly.

"Oh, I don't know... the results should come today", Minho replied seemingly calm, but deep down he boiled with nervousness. The stakes were too high for him, it could really change his life.

"But what do you think? You think you did good?", Jisung wondered, restless for his friend.

"I mean, for someone who had a big party the day before, yeah I was fine..." Jisung smiled as Minho relaxed a bit, smiling through the anxiety.

They went to class and sat next to each other again. Minho focused on the lesson but Jisung only had eyes for Minho. He just looked perfect this morning. He kept glancing at him and desperately tried to get his attention, sighing and sitting closer, or even repeatedly dropping pens next to him. He eventually disturbed Minho enough and, without even looking at him, the older spoke up.

"Stop looking at me like that", his order came up more as a whine than anything else, unable to hide his shy smile right after, way too touched to be the center of Jisung's attention.