Lies || minsung ✔️

chapter twenty-one

August

Minho was quiet for the rest of the study session, occasionally moving from the couch to his bedroom and back again. He would stare blankly at his phone, not really paying attention to what was on the screen. He was staring off again when movement caught his attention.

"Minho hyunggg," Jeongin called, waving his hand in front of Minho's face. "Are you okay? You've been super quiet lately," he noted, nibbling on the eraser of his pencil. 

Jisung nodded in agreeance as he turned to face Minho, whose heart caught at the sight of the pretty boy. "Do you need to lay down and rest? I can handle these hooligans, if that's what you're worried about," Jisung said as nodded his head towards the others.

Minho shook his head, and stood up. He went into his bedroom and changed into different clothes. Instead of wearing lounging, comfy clothes, Minho changed into outfits more similar to what he would wear if he were doing a job with the gang.

Minho pulled on tight black pants and a t-shirt. He looked at his reflection in his bathroom and added a few accessories to really be in character. When he looked at himself again, with his hair mussed and his outfit, he felt stronger. Minho felt more empowered and more confident.

"You can't let this stop you. It's not going to drag you down," Minho whispered under his breath before turning away from the mirror, feeling a little better than before.

When Minho walked out of his bedroom for the millionth time that afternoon, Jisung swore his own jaw dropped. He did not expect to see Minho dressed like that in the slightest.

Leather jeans hugged Minho's lean legs, defining every feature. He was wearing just a regular t-shirt, but it looked so casual and...sexy. Something about the domesticity of a plain t-shirt mixed with the racy, edgy vibes the jeans and the jewelry gave off made Jisung's pulse raise to unsafe levels. 

"Whoa, hyung, you look cool!" Jeongin said, bounding up to Minho like a little puppy. "Why'd you change?" 

Minho's old grin was back again, making Jisung happy. "I was feeling a little sluggish, and I had to change that. Now, with this outfit, I feel more zealous." Minho raised his eyebrow at Jisung as he said the last part. 

Jisung tried to meet his gaze, but it was so intense that he had to look away. Ah, he's back to normal again, Jisung thought to himself, glancing at Minho, who had gone back to focusing on Jeongin.

A few hours later, Minho herded the kids out of his house, telling them to get home and get a good night's sleep. Minho paused for a split second as Jisung shuffled past him, the last one out of the door. He rested a light hand over the bottom of Jisung's back, gently urging him forward, almost as if he didn't want Jisung to leave quite yet. 

However, just before Jisung was out of earshot, he whispered, "I have a day off tomorrow," and strode away, a sly grin on his face as he watched Minho comprehend the words and as a slow smile brightened up his face. Minho held up his phone, showing Jisung that he'd text soon. Jisung smiled back, feeling a little euphoric.

A few minutes later, Jisung's phone buzzed.

[minnie~]

< so you're available tomorrow?

< i have quite a few things planned for you >:)

[jisungie~ ♥]

uhhh i don't like the sound of that-- >

[minnie~]

< don't worry about it baby

< i'll handle it

< can you meet me tomorrow at the park in front of my place at 5:30?

[jisungie~ ♥]

yep, sounds good! ^-^ >

[minnie~]

< alrighty! i'll see you tomorrow honey

Jisung smiled at the pet names. Then, he realized just what  he was smiling at. He was sitting in the passenger seat of Hyunjin's car, and he quickly checked if one of the punks in the back seat had read his texts. Luckily, Jeongin and Seungmin were starting to doze off in the back. 

Once he got dropped off at his house, Jisung went in and changed into pajamas. He looked himself in the mirror and stood for a second before going back into his closet. Jisung couldn't get Minho's outfit off of his mind. After rummaging around for a few minutes, Jisung finally found what he was looking for.

Jisung walked out of his closet and inspected himself in the mirror. He was wearing tight leather pants and a graphic t-shirt that Hyunjin had gifted him. He threw on a necklace and did a 360, looking at the outfit. 

"Would he like this?" Jisung thought aloud. He usually wore comfy clothes because outfits like these were a little bit uncomfortable, and Jisung liked to live a life of comfort. Still, he wanted Minho to notice him tomorrow for their...hangout.

Jisung rubbed his eyes and shook his head, mumbling to himself about how he shouldn't wear the outfit. He changed back into his sweats and laid on his bed, scrolling through his phone. 

After what seemed like a few minutes, Jisung checked the time and saw that it was 12:07. He swore that it was only 10:34 last time he checked the clock. Where had the time gone?

Jisung swore and plugged in his phone and turned off the lights. He pulled the blanket up to his face and stared at the ceiling until his eyes grew used to the dark and he could make out the objects in his room. 

Jisung couldn't help but imagine what it would be like tomorrow. What could Minho possibly have in mind for him? His mind wandered. What was he doing right now?

Coincidentally, Minho was also lying in bed, staring at the stars out his window. His heart pounded with anticipation and anxiety. Minho's eyes gleamed in the inky night. He felt like a little kid again, waiting for a surprise.

Just before his eyes closed, he pictured Jisung, with his honey hair and his gummy smile and his chubby cheeks and just him. His heart swelled, a permanent smile plastered on his face.

He could hardly wait for tomorrow.

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hi! i updated!

thanks for sticking with me and my inconsistent update schedule :')

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