blind date » minsung

7

"you guys are so fucking immature!' jisung screeched, currently lecturing the four scaredass boys out of their minds.

yes, they were still at the cafe.

scared all the customers out.

"setting me and this bitch on a blind date? are you seriously kidding me!" minho growled.

the group shouldn't have sent these four specific boys to do the stalking.

they were the wusses of the group.

"excuse me, bitch? you're the bitch here!" jisung yelled, turning his attention to minho. "i hate you with all my guts! all you did was parade on my life, and make it a living hell, mate! i was peaceful before came in!"

"ARE YOU AN AUSSIE?" felix screamed, standing up. changbin facepalmed himself.

"felix, shut up," hyunjin groaned.

"make me," he mimicked hyunjin, crossing his arms like a two year old.

"oh i will, pretty boy," hyunjin winked at felix who blushed in return.

"hey, are you flirting with my felix?" changbin scoffed, pulling felix away from hyunjin.

"hey, are you getting flirted by my hyunjin?" jeongin scoffed.

"my heart is only for you, changbin," felix said, pouting.

"jeez, it this a romantic sitcom or some shit? please, stop this before i puke," jisung said.

"yeah, exactly. go get a room."

the four boys snickered as they sat back down. jisung remembered the entire situation by looking at their costumes. 

"and for the last time," jisung pleaded. "stop setting me up with this asshole. i don't like him. can't you guys see that? you can't force me to like him, so please, i'm begging you, stop. get a life." 

the four boys remained silent after jisung's words. minho felt weird.

like duh, he hated jisung with his whole guts. but why did he feel let down after jisung confessed his hatred? why did he feel as if his heart was stabbed by a sword?

minho watched silently as jisung spun on his heel and stomped out the door.

but even though minho knew he hated jisung, he couldn't help but fantasize about those thighs, small shoulders, cute face, and soulful eyes. he couldn't help but miss the sight of jisung.

he couldn't help but wonder about how he would feel if he just hugged jisung, cuddling right next to him while watching movies at night. and he would play with his cute fingers and eat warm popcorn and kiss those soft lips of his-

wait what?

no.

no.

minho felt a deep red blush sear across his cheeks. how could he think of such things about someone who clearly hates his guts.

did minho like him?

no, of course not.

he wouldn't fall for an asshole.

and jisung was clearly one.

"minho, are you blushing?"

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i had seungmin as my school profile pic. someone asked me if it was bts.

i will throw hands

>:(