pretty boy | minsung ✔️

twenty

"what's up with you?" the aussie asked, catching the attention of the buff ravenette sat next to him and the younger giggly boy looking at his phone.

jisung looked up and hummed, meaning he didn't hear what chan said.

the second-oldest rolled his eyes with a scoff, "channie hyung asked what's up with you. you've been sat their giggling at your phone all breakfast."

"oh!" responded jisung. his cheeks flushed a shy smile made its way onto his face, not going unnoticed from the two sat across from him.

"is it lee minho?" chan teased, brightest smile on his face as he wiggled his eyebrows.

the maknae whined at this and placed his phone down, hiding his face in his small hands.

changbin frowned and looked to the side to see and hear chan laughing at jisung's behaviour.

"lee minho? isn't he that famous choreographer and dance teacher here?" the shorter male asks.

chan nods with a hum, finally being able to contain his laughter. jisung was still hiding in his hands and didn't have any reason to come out yet— chan leaving him be.

for now...

"yup. he and han-ah have been... talking? for quite some time now," chan explained, though he seemed a little confused himself. "you went to go meet him yesterday, correct?"

jisung nodded in his hands.

changbin smirked, "and you came back with the biggest blush on your face? not to mention the hi—"

"NO!!" jisung squealed, sitting up suddenly as if he got whiplash, shocking chan. changbin just laughed, knowing he would get that reaction out of their maknae.

"what? not to mention the what!?" chan asked in a whiney tone as he places his (veiny😋) hands on the table in anticipation.

"our jisungie over here came home with a couple hickies," changbin rushes out and was met with a gasp from the hyung and a squeal from the maknae.

"WHAT!!" chan exclaimed and jisung was quick to defend himself.

"that's not true! i told hyung that i slipped!!" jisung tried to reason, but chan wasn't buying it.

the aussie just sighed and leant back on his chair, massaging his temple. "i'm guessing you two are dating now, then?" he questioned, gaze not lifting from the table as he stayed in the same position.

"mhm.." jisung mumbled, lips pressed together in a thin line. "i'm so—"

"—don't even think about apologising, young man," chan warned, causing both jisung and changbin to frown at the sudden switch up. 

"what?"

"yeah, what?!" changbin asked more aggressively. "when i went out with that girl that one time, you grounded me for two weeks!!" the male pouted and jisung snickered at the memory.

chan sighed, "that was a hookup changbin-ah. you two simply went out, had sex, then you never spoke again." changbin flushed in embarrassment at the boldness and groaned, slouching back in his chair with his arms crossed over his chest.

jisung stuck his tongue out at his hyung teasingly causing the elder to mirror his actions.

"jisung, i know he treats you well. i've heard many little stories from him and i've seen how you are whilst texting him," chan spoke, attention back on their maknae.

jisung eagerly nodded, agreeing with chan's explanation 100% (duh).

"but if he ever, and i mean EVER upsets you in anyway, even if you think it's silly, i want you to tell me straight away," chan sternly spoke. jisung nodded. "it doesn't matter if i'm asleep, away, busy, in the studio, so on. i want you to know you can always talk to me about these things— okay?"