Jersey - Minsung

Ext. Courtyard - Lunch The Next Day

Minho didn't want to go alone, but he couldn't find Felix so he settled for Chan.

"I bet I was second pick." Chan was always very aware of where he stood in their friendship. "Why are we even eating in the courtyard?" Minho had maybe forget to tell Chan exactly why they were doing so. He just figured it'd be easier that way.

Minho scanned the courtyard, eyes falling on Jeongin pretty quickly. He spotted Minho too, waving frantically for them to join their table.

"Is he waving to us?" Chan questioned. Not giving an answer, Minho made his way over, nerves pricking as they neared the table. But he soon relaxed as he saw Jisung wasn't with them. Jeongin noticed his sadness.

"He'll be here." Jeongin assured.

"Who will?" Minho didn't know if anyone bothered to answer Chan because at the moment, his heart stopped. Before his very eyes was Jisung, looking just as pretty as the day at the rink. His eyebrows were furrowed in question, giving a quick glance to Jeongin. Jeongin only shrugged.

Jisung, still perplexed, sat down. Minho quickly took the spot in front of him, looking rather ridiculous as he plopped into the chair. Chan followed suit, sitting across from Woojin.

"So this is where you spend your lunch." Chan comments, Woojin happy to make conversation.

"I've told you plenty of times to come join me." Chan scoffed, reaching for his burger.

"Lies, you only ever talk to me when you get confused in physics." Woojin smirked.

"Maybe I just needed an excuse to talk to you." A faint pink blooms on Chan's face, disappearing as soon as it came.

Their flirty banter aside, Minho was left staring at Jisung. He tried to look away, but his eyes were just glued to the boy, wanting to take him all in. Jisung seemed oblivious to the staring, reaching over to Jeongin's tray.

"Can I have your pudding?" He asked, but he was already taking it from Jeongin's plate. Jeongin hurriedly snatched it back, sticking out his tongue.

"Not this time, you don't. I want my pudding." Jisung pouted at him, Minho wanting so badly to coo at his actions.

"Don't be mean, I'm older than you. You should be nice to me and let me have what I want." He tried to lunge for it again, Jeongin hiding it behind his back.

"You're only a year older. Besides, you have your own pudding!" Jeongin exclaimed, nodding his head to the pudding cup already sitting on Jisung's tray.

"But I want chocolate." A childish fight broke out between the pair, Minho smiling at the way Jisung looked when he was upset. His already chubby cheeks were even more squishy, Minho wanting to poke at his face to see just how much.

In the midst of their arguing, Jisung stopped, baffled by the addition of another pudding cup to his tray. "Hey, where did this come from?" Minho stuffed his face with fries, not wanting to give an answer. Chan saw his strange behavior and held his laughter as Jisung giggled, opening the chocolate pudding cup. "Thanks." He said it with a spoonful in his mouth, Minho hiding his smile behind his hand.