"One Han Jisung please!" I shout through the running crowd racing to the rush sale at the end of the chocolate aisle, but my shopping cart bumps with another.
I looked who it was only to see a very competitive boy block my track as I'm the closest, gave me a quick but strong death glare, and shortly zoomed out of his way to fight through the other people rushing in from the other aisles.
I was left stunned not only by how handsome he was, but how he basically made other people fly off when he charged at full throttle on his way to swoop the only remaining Han Jisung in store, into his arms giving it a lovingly stare, but then thumping it's butt down in his cart and peacefully walked his way to the counter like nothing chaotic happened.
People's groans can be heard, but I somehow felt like the Han Jisung was glad he was bought by... that guy.
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Minho Ordered One Han Jisung
FanfictionThere was competition in buying THE Han Jisung. One of a kind in the world. But he slipped through your hands. More appropriately, got swooped. Dang it. A/N: Something short I wrote on a whim while trying to entertain my friend with this tweet I saw...
