flowers ➵ h.js + l.mh

clueless.

"so," changbin muttered, still processing everything he'd heard. "you're in love with jisung?" minho nodded in agreement, running a hand through his hair.

"and you have the hana-whatever it is disease?" the dancer nodded again. "you have to tell chan." changbin demanded. minho shook his head before muttering out a reply. "i don't wanna be kicked out of the group, especially when we are so close to our debut."

changbin sighed, burying his face in his hands. "you can't possibly believe that he'd kick you out just because you're, you're g-gay."

minho noticed the slightly shaky and unsure tone the other had but decided to ignore it. "i don't wanna risk it-" he was suddenly thrown in a coughing fit, yellow tarragons emerging from his mouth.

"then, what are you gonna do with this?" changbin questioned, pointing at the flowers. minho breathed heavily, the pain in his chest and throat preventing him from answering straight away.

"i have no idea."

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(a/n)

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