Follow Your Heart

Caught between love and a hard place.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KOOKIE/JK/JUNGKOOK/GOLDEN MAKNAE 💜

“You did great today Minnie! And don't you look beautiful.” Joon says, sitting down on the chair of the diner they are in. “That ugly-ass green really brings out your eyes.”

“Such a charmer hyung.” Minhyuk coos. Hard Place by H.E.R is playing softly in the diner. And Minhyuk can't help but hum along with it. The song is the most suitable for his mood right now. There are not many people in the diner which is usually always buzzing with students. It's around seven pm right now. And even though Minhyuk just came back from dance practice, he doesn't feel like eating anything so he just orders a tea for himself.

Minhyuk finds it hard to give Joon all of his attention this evening. “How did your exam the other day go?”

Joon grins. “I did okay since I had a very good tutor.”

Minhyuk snorts. “I’m not sure if I count as a tutor when all I did was read out your flashcards and tell you when you were wrong.”

“Minnie is the most helpful tutor I’ve ever had,” Joon sings. The few people in the dinner shop barely glance up. “The cutest, most adorable tutor.”

“If I’m a tutor, shouldn’t you be paying me?” Minhyuk asks, fingers trailing over the cup, his hands looking for something to do. “For my excellent reading skills.”

“My company is your payment.” Joon flutters his eyelashes jokingly.

Minhyuk's smiling but it feels forced. He doesn't want to make Joon worry so decides not to tell him about the incident. “I don’t accept, maybe Sanha hyung will though.”

Joon laughs once, short and sharp, and when he quiets down his smile is different. “Is everything okay today, Minhyuk?”

“Hmm?” Minhyuk stops fidgeting his hands. “Yeah, of course.”

“You seem a little…” Joon tilts his head slightly, trying to think of the word.

Minhyuk blows out a huge puff of air like he’s been holding his breath all day. Maybe he has been. “Distracted?” he suggests weakly.

“That’s a word.”

“Sorry hyung.” He frowns. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me lately,” Minhyuk admits. “Got a lot on my mind.”

Joon's eyes trail from Minhyuk’s face to his hands, and then his smile spreads a little wider. “Got someone on your mind?”

Minhyuk has been tangling his thread in his fingers all morning. When he looks down at his hands, red covers everything.

He struggles to untangle himself immediately, and Joon laughs again, probably amused by the sight of Minhyuk fighting furiously with something that’s not even there. It would be a lot easier if Minhyuk wasn't the only one who could see it right now.

Easier.

Minhyuk ’s not sure what he thinks about easier.

Minhyuk went to Shinhyuk's house with his extra keys, only to find the house empty. When Shinhyuk came home, an hour later. Minhyuk had migrated to the couch, but he was still just staring at where Kyung's hat lay, comfy and there. He had carried the hat to his house that day. But it kept haunting him, so he decided he will leave it at Shinhyuk house.