Author's pov...
Jisung lingered at the doorway, his gaze shifting between Minho and the girl on the couch. "So... want something, or can I go to my room?" he asked, his voice casual but with a hint of curiosity.
Minho glanced up, barely lifting his head from where he was reclining. "Nah, you can sit here if you want though."
Jisung hesitated for a moment, sizing up the situation. He wasn't entirely sure what was going on, but something about the interaction between Minho and the girl felt... Bit close. And, he didn't want to make it awkward.
"I don't wanna disturb you. It's okay," he said quickly, his shoulders lifting in a shrug as he turned and walked down the hallway toward his room.
The soft click of the door closing behind him didn't go unnoticed. As soon as he was out of earshot, the girl-Ryujin, Jisung remembered-turned to Minho, a thoughtful look on her face. "What is it? Isn't he the one you were busy looking for?"
Minho's expression shifted slightly, a spark of something unreadable in his eyes. "He sure is," he confirmed, his voice smooth and steady. Then, with a grin that bordered on mischievous, he added, "Now excuse me, Ryu, I've got some teasing to do."
Ryujin raised an eyebrow, her expression unreadable for a moment before she nodded. "Just don't get too carried away," she warned him with a small smile.
Minho winked at her playfully, then stood up from the couch with an effortless grace. "Don't worry. I know exactly what I'm doing."
Without another word, he made his way toward Jisung's room, his footsteps quiet but purposeful.
