Clueless Boy - Minsung

Chapter 3

After one or two weeks, Minho actually did his best to not cross Jisung's path.

Not that he really disliked him, but the guy made him awkward, and he preffered escaping it.

In fact, he was rather nice when he did interact with him. He greeted him, smiled at him, but every weird interaction would embarass him to the core, so he did try to escape.

But, after Minho noticed a bit too much that a few of his stuff from the fridge had disappeared, he couldn't take it anymore.

So when Jisung arrived from his classes, he decided to have a talk.

"Um... Jisung" He called, noticing as the boy in blinding white outfit let his bag on the floor.

"Hello, Minho" Jisung said, smiling unnaturally again.

"Hi" He responded, awkwardly "Can we have a talk about something ?" He asked, thinking about how to bring it up.

"Okay" Jisung said, a bit pouty, as he sat at the table.

He sat straight, his back sticking to the back of the chair, and crossing his hands on the table.

Jisung was so unnatural it hurt to watch.

"Look" Minho sighed, sitting at the table as well "I noticed that you're stealing from me"

"Huh ?" Jisung asked, widening his eyes "I don't enter your room" He defended, a bit panickly.

"The fridge Jisung" Minho corrected "You're constantly taking my food..."

"Oh"

"It's not that I really mind ... If you ask for it, I can give it to you... Or if you have trouble with money, I don't mind helping you out" Minho continued, sighing "But I can't afford for two all the time... I'd like if this doesn't happen again"

"Oh" 

Minho stared, flabbergasted that Jisung had nothing other to say.

"The fridge is shared, but buy your own stuff, okay ?" Minho asked, trying to make his point clear.

"I thought it was for us two" Jisung shrugged "Sorry"

"... How could you think this ?" Minho asked, blinking confusedly.

"I don't know" He shrugged.

For a minute, Minho thought he was mocking him, or abusing Minho's kindness. But in fact, Jisung really looked confused.

He sighed again. It was gonna be harder than he thought.

"There's a supermarket at 5 minutes from here" Minho said "Just buy your own stuff, okay ?"

Jisung only stared, confused.

"Okay ?" Minho asked again.

"How ?" Jisung asked, tilting his head to the side.

"..." Minho stared.

"How what ?" Minho asked.

"How do you buy your own stuff ?" He asked.

And Minho blinked

"My mom usually does it" Jisung said, shrugging.

Minho let a hand pass on his hair, sighing loudly.

So he stood up.

"Take your wallet, I'm taking you there and showing you" Minho responded, not believing what he was acutally doing.