F.R.I.E.N.D.S but it's stray kids

the second

Living with Hyunjin was easy. He settled in fast, as if he hadn't just moved in a month ago. Hyunjin made it very apparent he was a social butterfly, his friends coming over every other day. Not that it bothered Jisung. Their regular visits were nice, especially with how pretty all his friends were. They looked like they came out of a fashion catalog. Jisung felt like he was in heaven.

"I'm home!" Hyunjin announced, slipping out of his shoes. "We brought food!" The "we" referring to the cute Seungmin in tow. He dumped the food they brought on the coffee table, Jisung eyeing all the options.

"You practically brought the restaurant." Jisung noted, poking around the various dishes. Another perk had to be how generous Hyunjin was when it came to sharing.

"Well we didn't know what you'd like. Plus, I figured I should bring plenty seeing as Minho is coming over."

"Minho?" That wasn't a name on the list of people Jisung had come to meet through Hyunjin.

"You haven't met him yet." Seungmin clarified. "Minho transferred to a different university last semester, but he's coming back for the spring term."

"He's a really good friend, I'm sure you'll love him." If he was anything like the boys that have already graced his home, he'd accept him. Hyunjin's phone suddenly buzzed. "He's outside." He excused himself, coming back a moment later with Minho behind him and well- Jisung choked on the kung pao chicken.

"Are you okay, Sung?" Seungmin asked, patting his back in an effort to stop the coughing. Han merely forced a smile, swatting at the younger's hand.

"Fine, just spicer than I expected." He lied. The red of his face was brought on by the obvious coughing fit, but also in part because of the beautiful boy that now sat beside Hyunjin on the floor. His silver purple hair fell into his eyes as he scanned the food options and Jisung was endeared. He watched as the boy took a spoonful of rice, said boy humming at the delicious taste.

"Were you starved?" Hyunjin laughed at his friend's messy eating habits. Jisung continued to stare, Minho laughing through a bite of food.

"As a poor college student, yes. I've been living off ramen and shrimp chips." Laughter erupted, only from Jisung and he was quick to cover it up. God, he was being embarrassing. Minho simply smiled. "Finally, someone to appreciate my humor. I'm Minho, by the way."

"I know." Jisung internally face palmed. As if he wasn't acting weird enough. "I mean, Hyunjin told me who you were before you arrived." Minho had a sly smile, turning to look at his friend.

"Already talking about me? I hope they were all good things." Hyunjin crossed his arms.

"Please, it was the first time I mentioned your name. Don't be so full of yourself." Minho had a knowing glint in his eye, biting his lip and just about causing Jisung a heart attack.

"Aw baby, don't tell me you've forgotten me that quickly." The nickname was unexpected and Jisung gawked.

"Did you two-"

"Absolutely not!" Hyunjin protested, obviously offended. "Stop acting like we used to be a thing, you'll give people the wrong impression."

"What's so bad about it?" Jisung was naturally curious and the question slipped, a blush creeping up on him. Hyunjin failed to notice, side eyeing Minho with what could almost be classified as disgust.

"By association, I'd be seen as easy. Minho is known to get around." Minho scoffed, ready to protest but Hyunjin wasn't finished. "Don't act like you weren't a total flirt in high school." Minho laughed.

"So I got carried away sometimes, you know as well as I do that nothing ever happened."

"But other people didn't know that! I swear people thought you were sleeping around with the entire soccer team." Minho absolutely lost it at the recollection, holding his stomach as Hyunjin only stared. Seungmin leaned over to Jisung.

"Hyunjin's a prude, he wants to keep that reputation." Hyunjin threw a pillow at him. Guess that was why they were called throw pillows.

"You both suck." He stood up, annoyed at his friends. "If you'll excuse me." He retreated to his room, shutting the door behind him with a bit of a thud. Minho sighed, laughter dying down as he stood too.

"I'll take care of him." He went to Hyunjin's door, knocking before trying the door. It wasn't locked so he let himself in, the two out of sight to sort their feelings. Seungmin acted as if it were normal and Jisung supposed it was.

"The only reason he still gets this upset is because he used to like Minho." Jisung's eyes widened at the new found information. "Back in high school, Hyunjin was mad crushing on Minho, totally head over heels. Minho flirted. A lot. So he thought he had a chance, but then he saw his true colors. He was never special." Seungmin seemed to think about his next sentence. "Over time, they sort of just fell into a friendship, an odd one really. Minho was aware of Hyunjin's feelings, but never once did they talk about it. Hyunjin claims that it's a thing of the past, but sometimes I'm just not sure." He shrugged, bringing a piece of chicken to his lips. "Personally, I think Hyunjin still has it bad." The creaking of the door made the pair turn. Minho had his arm around Hyunjin's shoulder, the latter looking ever so fond as his cheeks were pinched. "Post fight make out fix things?" Seungmin asked through a mouth full of food. Another pillow was thrown at him.

Jisung would be lying if he said his heart didn't break a little at Seungmin's words. Sure, he hardly knew Minho, but he had sparked his interest. Not much he could do though. If he ever got with Minho it would ruin his friendship with Hyunjin and that was the last thing he wanted. He settled for smiling at the two, even laughing when Minho made a crude remark about what went on in the bedroom.