~You Are My Boyfriend~ |COMPLETED|

Minwoo's Problem~

(A/N: Yayy~~ Finally another chappie~~ :D. :/ I promise that it will start to move more later~ xD)

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“He pisses me off.”

“Oh Kwangmin, you’re just being a sour puss.”

“He was hitting on you…thinking that you were a GIRL!”

“He was hitting on you too~~” Youngmin sang, hoping that it would make his brother feel better.

“…” Kwangmin twitched. “And that’s supposed to make me happy, how?”

All hope is lost~

As you could have guessed, Kwangmin was venting about their past encounter with Donghyun. How could he NOT? He, and his brother, were practically humiliated in front of the whole group of first years. It wasn’t like he cared about reputation that much, but something just bothered the out of him. Was it because he got hit on by a guy? Or is it the fact that Youngmin got hit on? All these thoughts came rushing into his head at once, giving him a massive headache, so he decided to think about it later and focus on class instead.

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The twins and Minwoo were in their third period class, World History. After ending their prior conversation, Youngmin and Kwangmin turned their attention to the front of the class. Minwoo on the other hand, was not able to concentrate at all. He could still feel Donghyun’s fingers lingering on his head. Just the thought of it made him shiver with embarrassment. How could he be acting this way over a GUY? What was wrong with him? He was a perfectly healthy boy, entering his first year of high school, only to find himself flustered over a guy. It didn’t make any sense. While Minwoo was in the middle of his mental battle, class ended and the bell rang for fourth period.

“Kwangmin-ah~” Youngmin called.

“Hmm?”

“I’m sleepy~”

Kwangmin, who was looking down at the floor, packing up his belongings, looked up at his brother and saw Youngmin cutely rubbing his eyes. Was this boy trying to kill his own brother?! Kwangmin took a moment to recollect himself before promptly saying, “Just three more classes to go.”

“I know,” Youngmin then turned to his chingu, Minwoo.

“I’ll see you in fifth.” Kwangmin picked up all his things as he rushed out of the room. His heart was not able to take any more of Youngmin’s expressions. What was going on with him?!

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Youngmin noticed that Minwoo still had all his things lied out in front of him and Minwoo deep in thought. The younger boy, even though they were the same age, had a frustrated look gracing his features and seemed to be stuck in a tough dilemma.

“Minwoo-ah~” Youngmin called.

No reply.

“Minwoo-ah~~” Youngmin tried again.

Still nothing.

“No Minwoo!” Youngmin shouted, shaking his chingu out of his train of thought.

Minwoo jumped from the sound of Youngmin’s voice and turned to look at the other boy’s face. “Y-yes?!”

“What are you so deep in thought about?” Youngmin asked. “The next class is about to start.”

“Oh! Damn!” Minwoo cursed, rushing to pack up his things. After he was done, he quickly moved for the door, while saying goodbye to Youngmin.

Youngmin laughed. “Bye.”

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If it wasn’t for Youngmin shaking Minwoo out of his thoughts, he would have been late for class. By the time he reached his fourth period, most of the other students were already in their seats, leaving only a few seats left for Minwoo to choose from. There were only two seats left in the entire room and they were both in the back. Minwoo took the seat that was located in the back right corner. As he walked in, everyone’s eyes were on him. It seems that he was the only first year in that class. The class consisted of mostly third years and a few second years. It was a combo class, so Minwoo expected there to be more first years, but to his disappointment, he was the only one.

Minwoo heaved out a sigh, starting to feel a little self conscious from all the eyes that were on him. Class was going to be in session soon and Minwoo was beginning to get nervous, being the only first year and all.

All of a sudden, the door swung open and in an immensely flamboyant manner. Everyone’s eye’s left Minwoo and turned towards the man who just walked in. Almost instantly, Minwoo’s eyes widened. Yes, the man that had been on Minwoo’s mind all day, had just walked in. That person is Kim Donghyun.

Squeals and annoying high pitched shrieks could be heard coming from all the girls in that class.

“It’s him! It’s him!”

“Ohmygod. He’s in our class!”

“I’m going to die.”

“How do I look?!”

Conversations about Donghyun began to rise as Donghyun walked into the room, looking rather carefree and bored. He scanned the room to look for a seat and heard a lot of girls calling out for him to sit next to them, even though there weren’t any seats available, other than the one that was located diagonal from Minwoo’s corner seat. With that in mind, Donghyun lazily shuffled towards the open seat. The closer he got to Minwoo’s area, the louder Minwoo’s heart beat. Donghyun was looking around the room, with eyes that looked tired and irritated, as he walked down the aisle. His eyes soon reached Minwoo’s general direction and made direct contact with Minwoo’s panicked eyes. Minwoo looked to the side and began to fidget in his seat. He stole a quick glance at Donghyun, who was still looking at him, but with a look of judgment.

Before Minwoo could’ve looked away, he saw Donghyun mouth the words, “Stop staring, freak.”

Minwoo felt the beating of his heart stop and pain took over its place. By now, Donghyun had already sat down and attempted to go to sleep. Minwoo clenched his chest, suddenly feeling suffocated.

What was going on? Why did something some guy said make him feel so uncomfortable?

Minwoo attended the whole class period, feeling pained and depressed. He couldn’t figure out why that is and it was beginning to frustrate him. Once the bell rang for lunch, Minwoo swiftly collected his things and hurried to leave. On his way out, he stole a glance at Donghyun who was sound asleep, regardless of the bell, and felt another strong surge of pain stabbing at his heart.

‘What the hell is going on?’ Minwoo wondered as he mumbled, “I need to get out of here.”

After successfully clearing out of the room, Minwoo moved swiftly to his locker. He opened it and stuck his head in, taking a few seconds to take in a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

‘I really need some help,’ Minwoo believed as he took in one last deep breath. “Wait…am I even gay?!”

(A/N: So this chappie was kinda...Minwoo orientated~ What you guys thiink?~ :D

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