jisung was tired.
for the past few days, him and his groupmates had been grinding hard to finish up their comeback preparations. they had promotions soon and chan had ordered that they get sleep after pulling an all-nighter the day before to perfect the songs.
the three were lounging in the living room, some kdrama that jeongin had recommended playing from the tv. no one was paying attention to it, all too involved in their phones.
"i'm ordering take out, tell me what you want." chan stands up from his spot and jots down what the other two respond with.
jisung sighs, his mind clouded with the thought of minho. he missed him so much. but he had to focus on the comeback, according to chan. neither him or changbin were allowed to text their "crushes." which jisung thought was absolute bullshit.
"i miss felix."
"that's the fifth time you've said that in the past hour, we get it."
"shut up bitch."
jisung lazily throws a pillow at changbin, both too tired to start an actual pillow fight. chan walks back into the room and sighs at the sight of his groupmates.
"how about we go get ice cream?" the eldest asks, his voice hopeful.
"how about you stop being a cockblocker and let me talk to my boyfriend." jisung snaps back. "i feel like juliet. my beloved awaits me but i cannot go."
"for fucks sake, it's been two days."
"two days too long!"
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dms || minsung
Fanfictionminho dms his idols old Instagram without any hope that'd he'd respond. boy was he wrong. *will contain swearing*
