"I like you Minho."
Jisung sent the elder a big smile as he held out his coffee. Minho has frozen in his office chair hearing what the younger said to him.
"I uh. I like you too Jisung. You're a really nice kid." Minho took a long sip of his coffee, burning his tongue in the process.
"Not like that Minho. I think I like like you." Giving the younger a small frown Minho took Jisung's hands into his.
"I'm sorry Sung, but I'm still in love with Mark."
Jisung woke up in a cold sweat, the urge to let out a scream stuck in his throat. Looking around the dimly lit room he found Felix and Changbin cuddling on Felix's bed while Seungmin and Hyunjin did the same next to them while Chan, Woojin, and Jeongin had seemed to make a pile on top of each other in the floor. And beside Jisung in his bed was Minho, the elder peacefully sleeping.
'What in Gods name was that dream? Why was I dreaming about my boss? Why was I disappointed when he said he was in love with Mark? Oh yeah, cause Mark eats ass.'
Giving Minho a small smile he tapped his shoulder, wanting to gently wake the elder.
"Hey, Minho. Wake up." If Jisung thought that Minho was pretty asleep he must have thought that he was beautiful as he wakes up.
"Oh, good morning Jisung." God his morning voice.
"G-Good morning." Damn his stuttering. The two made eye contact as the room slowly became noisy due to the others waking up one after another.The elevator was empty, except for Jisung and Minho. The two were on the opposite ends and were avoiding eye contact, a light blush forming on Jisung's face as he thought about the kiss that they shared at the festival.
"Why are you red? Are you sick?" Minho asked as he looked at his phone, noting the red tint on the youngest face.
"U-Uh, I'm fine." Jisung looked at the doors and prayed that they would hurry up and open.
"Alright, if you say so."
The doors soon opened and as if he couldn't stand it inside the elevator Jisung practically ran out and to the coffee machine, Minho casually strolling behind him and into his office.
"What the fuck? What the hell is this?" Looking over Jisung found Minho standing with his office doors open, and inside was flowers and cherry candy lined up on his desk to form a heart, an envelope in the center.
"I'll go read what's in the envelope." Jisung said as he entered the office, noting the faint smell of lavender and vanilla. Perfume.
"What does it say?" Minho pressed as he entered the office, also noting the scent which made his stomach drop.
"My dearest Lee Know, I have sent these gifts over for our three month anniversary, I hope to get something in return. Seeing as I am your wife I demand something sparkly and seeing as you have money I know I'll get it. XOXO Moon."
"Damnit! I knew she would do this!" Minho yelled as he chucked the flowers into his garbage can before throwing the candy in there too.
"You have a wife?" Jisung asked before grabbing a piece of candy that Minho had missed on his desk and popping it into his mouth.
"No, I have an arrangement that can't take a hint."
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Ramè || MINSUNG
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Ramè: (n) something that is both chaotic and joyful at the same time -- Jisung gets a job as an assistant for the notorious Lee Minho but ends up getting more than he bargained for