Love you dangerously | Minsung

10.

Minho chuckled, leaning against the counter like nothing just happened.

Jisung, still chewing his cereal, looked absolutely done. “Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” Minho said, raising an eyebrow. “I’m just admiring the view.”

“Bro,” Jisung groaned, turning around to put his bowl in the sink, “you’re not slick.”

Minho followed him, a smug grin still tugging at his lips. “Did I just get bro-zoned?”

He cornered Jisung again, trapping him between the sink and his chest. “You’re seriously not gonna talk about what happened yesterday?”

“It was a dare,” Jisung repeated, voice wobbling slightly.

“Right…” Minho’s eyes flicked down to Jisung’s lips. “And this right now? Should we call this a dare too?”

Jisung looked up, heart racing. “I swear to God, if you kiss me again-”

“Do it,” a voice suddenly said from the doorway.

Both boys froze.

Chan stood there, holding his laptop, raising an eyebrow like he just walked into a damn kdrama. “Don’t stop because of me. Go ahead.”

“Hyung!” Minho groaned, stepping back.

“God, you guys have so much tension,” Chan muttered as he walked in, sitting on the couch.

Jisung was still leaning on the counter, blinking fast. “I hate everyone in this room.”

“Yeah, sure,” Minho said, walking past him and giving his ass a lil smack.

“LEE MINHO!” Jisung screamed, cheeks turning violently red.

Chan snorted from the couch. “You two need a cold shower. Separately. Or not. I don’t judge.”

“HYUNG!” Jisung squeaked.

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Knock knock.

Jisung groaned. “If that’s another idiot,  I swear I’ll throw myself out the window.”

He opened the door and immediately regretted it.

Standing there was Hyunjin, grinning like a man on a mission, and Seungmin, looking like he was forced at gunpoint to be there.

“HEY LOVE BIRDSSSS~” Hyunjin sang, barging in like he owned the place.

Seungmin gave a small wave. “Hi.”

“Why are you guys coming together?” Jisung asked, suspicious.

“We just wanted to check in on you and Minho hyung,” Hyunjin said, wiggling his brows. “Y’know, after that steamy little moment last night..”

“Can we not talk about it?!” Jisung snapped, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at him.

Hyunjin caught it midair like a champ. “Someone’s shy.”

Seungmin, clearly dying inside, made his way to the couch and plopped down next to Chan. “Hi, hyung.”

“Yo,” Chan nodded, not looking up from his laptop. “Glad you survived last night’s chaos.”

Seungmin nodded. “Barely. Hyunjin did not shut up.”

“I heard that.” Hyunjin flopped down next to him, way too close, as usual.

Seungmin immediately scooted away. “Personal space.”

“Nope,” Hyunjin replied, scooting right back in.

Jisung watched the whole thing unfold with a deadpan expression. “Do you guys realize you’re acting like an old married couple?”

“EXCUSE ME?” Seungmin choked, turning red.

“Please. If we were dating, he’d be begging me to kiss him,” Hyunjin teased, poking Seungmin’s cheek.

“Hyunjin, I will literally end your bloodline,” Seungmin muttered, looking away,but not moving.

Minho came out of the bathroom right then, towel over his shoulder, shirt a little too loose.

“Why is it always chaos in this dorm?” he asked, sighing dramatically.

“Because we are the chaos,” Hyunjin said proudly.

“Speak for yourself,” Seungmin grumbled, still flustered.

Minho’s eyes met Jisung’s for a second. There was a flicker of a smirk and something softer beneath it.

Jisung quickly looked away, trying not to combust.

“So anyway,” Hyunjin clapped his hands. “I say we all go hang out somewhere. I’m down for anything.”

“Actually,” Jisung said, grabbing his phone. “I had to meet Felix at the cafe. You guys carry on.”