dms || minsung

lxiv

jisung knocks on the familiar door, his fingers playing with the end of his shirt anxiously. he really hoped he wouldn't have to explain to management why he was doing "volunteer work" so close to their comeback.

the door opens and jisung is greeted with a pair of soft lips on his for a split second. any previous anxiety washes away and he smiles at minho. "hi!"

"hey," the dancer responds and steps into the hallway. he locks his door behind him and grabs the youngers hand. "can i do this?"

jisung wants to nod, to tell minho he never wants their hands to be apart, but he can't. "i don't think so, i'm sorry."

minho smiles knowingly and lets go of his hand. the rapper pouts a bit which earns himself a chuckle from the elder. jisung finally takes the time to admire his crush and holy shit, he looked fine. sure, he was just in a simple black muscle shirt and grey sweatpants but wow. just wow.

"close your mouth before you catch flies," minho jokes as the two exit the building. "i don't have a car so either we take the subway or you drive us."

"i'll drive us."

"great, i didn't bring my metro card."

***

jisung was going insane.

he now understood why minho had so many girl students in his class. he was a dancing god and holy moly did he look good doing it. jisung had to use every restraint in him to not pounce on his crush.

"again, from the top. make sure to make your movements wide!" minho calls out but jisung wasn't really listening. he was watching from the sidelines- he called it 'taking a well earned break' and dramatically exclaimed 'i rap for a reason' which had earned him a soft laugh from the elder.

"j.one, how long is your break going to be? you've been sitting on your ass for the past 15 minutes." minho says, sitting down next to the younger as the students run through the choreo.

the two had remembered 5 minutes before the class had started that no one knew jisung's name, just his face, and that jisung would have to be called j.one. which was quite the hassle.

"shut up, i'm unhealthy." the rapper battles, subconsciously leaning closer to the elder. "plus, i like the view from here way better."

"you'll like it a lot better once these kids leave and it's just you and me," min teases, his voice quiet enough so no one else could hear. jisung gasps and jabs him elbow into the others side. min just laughs and shoots up from his spot. he grabs jisung's wrists and pulls him out of his spot and to the front of the room.

the students finish the choreo quickly and soon it's just minho and jisung. min wiggles his eyebrows once the last student leaves and skids over to jisung. he grabs the youngers waist and pulls him against his body, staring down at him.

"you're so hot," jisung says and minho smirks playfully. he captures the youngers lips with his own quickly, jisung kissing back almost immediately.

jisung's hands find their way around minho's body, one resting on his arm and the other tangled into his hair. their lips were moving in sync, min sometimes licking into the youngers mouth to test the waters.

the two were ignoring the fact that they were in a humid dance studio, jisung tugging at the ends of min's hair and minho squeezing jisung's ass every now and then.

a curt knock at the door sends the two flying away from each other, both fixing their appearances. min opens the door to the studio and rolls his eyes at his two best friends. "why the fuck are you two here?"

hyunjin pushes his way past minho and goes straight to jisung, plopping down on the ground next to the boy. felix follows, and soom all four of them are on the ground in a shape somewhat resembling a circle.

"how did classes go, min?" felix asks, taking a swig of huunjin's energy drink.

"they went fine."

"you should've seen all the girls drooling over him," jisung cuts in. "i got competition."

everyone but minho laughs, the eldest instead wrapping his arms around jisung and pulling him closer. he places a quick kiss to the youngers head, "no competition here."

"damn straight!"