Follow Your Heart

Give me your hand, save me.

“Hey.”

Kyung frowns, staring up from his sketchbook and finding Minhyuk standing before his table.

“Do you need something, Minhyuk?” Kyung asks, gesturing towards the sketchbook with his chin, “In case you haven’t noticed, I have stuff to do.”

Minhyuk rolls his eyes, clearly not fazed by the provoking tone of Kyung’s voice, “I don’t have the time for this, either. I’m here because I want your help with something.”

Kyung stops, caught off guard. Although he can’t say they’re mortal enemies or anything remotely dramatic enough for that, he can imagine how awful it was to Minhyuk to even admit Kyung took him home the other night. Now, voluntarily asking for help despite their rivalry was the last thing he could’ve expected him to do.

“What could you possibly need my help with?”

“Joon told me you helped him with a choreography a while ago,” tells Minhyuk, pulling the chair and making himself comfortable, “He told me he had too much technique, but it was lacking emotion. You helped him, didn’t you? He said you would tell him each time he had to add more emotion to it, each time it was necessary to let go of the technique for a bit.”

Kyung squints, “Where is this going?”

“I need your help doing the opposite.”

“The opposite, huh?”

“Come on, Kyung. I know you saw me dancing the other day for long enough to realize there is barely any technique in anything I do. I like to think I’m prepared for any kind of choreography, but, despite studying this for years, I still can’t get the technique right, which is why I need your help. I need to stop putting so much emotion into it and start getting some technique into the game so I’ll have a shot, at least.”

“A shot at what?”

Minhyuk hesitates, “My assignment. It holds the most marks for this semester.”

Kyung sighs, leaning back against the chair and drumming his fingers over the table, “Listen, it’s not that I don’t understand why you’d come for me, out of all the people, if you need help. It’s just that I really, really don’t.”

“Didn’t I just tell you? Joon told me to come.”

“Yeah, but that probably wasn’t easy, was it?” Kyung proceeds to ask, “We’re not exactly close. Did he just tell you to come looking for me and you said yes like that?”

Minhyuk blinks, staring at Kyung for a few long, long moments before he starts speaking again, “Okay, listen. I know we’re not close, okay? I know we’re constantly fighting and teasing each other. I know all of that. It doesn’t really bother me, if I’m being honest. But, right now, what I need is an opportunity that might actually do something for my future career. It’s really, really important.”

“Give me time to decide.” Kyung said finally. And Minhyuk give him a curt nod and left the library.

Minhyuk decided, he was never going to forgive Joon or Shin hyung or whoever had decided they should all go out tonight.