letters for his lovely || minsung

𝙽̷𝚘̷𝚝̷𝚎̷ 𝟷̷𝟶̷ [𝚃̷𝚑̷𝚒̷𝚛̷𝚍̷ 𝙿̷𝙾̷𝚅̷]

On that Tuesday morning it had been way colder than the average chill, and Jisung was at a loss. His grey t-shirt wasn't the best protection he had against the unfortunate weather. Jisung sighed, rubbing his hands together in hopes of getting some warmth as he walked to his class.

Which, very coincidentally, had the boy sitting directly under the AC.

At lunch, Jisung was more than happy to run towards his locker and seek a note from the oh so loving L.M.

What surprised him, though, was that there was no note inside his locker.

There was a big yellow piece of folded clothing...a hoodie? Jisung picked it up, unfolding the hoodie. To his delight, a note fell from the hood.

'Looks like somebody didn't check the forecast.

You were shivering in class today!

I really wanted to just cuddle and hug you until you were warm again, Lovely.

but if I did, I would be caught. And I don't want to. Especially not after how you laughed

on Monday. Oh god that was so cute. You haven't laughed in so long, I really missed it.

Anyways. You aren't allowed to be cold anymore because now you have my hoodie :D

- L.M'

Heat rushed to Jisung's cheeks like they always did when L.M complimented him. But this time, they were redder. His eyes travelled down to the big yellow hoodie he was clutching.

L.M's hoodie.

Jisung's first instinct was to put it on, which he gladly did.

 The cold was no joke.

 The hoodie slipped onto the flushed boy quite easily, considering it was bigger than him. Yellow was the only thing to be seen up to Jisung's knees, while his hands and head were practically drowning in the sleeves and hood.

 He didn't register the size in the moment though; he was too busy taking in L.M's scent. 

And of course, being who he is, Jisung got too carried away and sniffed too much.

 The said boy sneezed, then proceeded to wrinkle his nose.

And that's when he heard the voice.

"I knew it'd look good on him. He's so cute, what the actual hell. Curse god for making such an adorable little-"

Jisung gasped.

"H-Hello? Whose there?" Jisung called out, a certain someone coming to mind.

"Oh shitty shit shits, he heard me-"

"Wait wait, a-are you him?"

Silence ensued after Jisung voiced his suspicion. It had to be him, then.

Jisung hurriedly tried removing his hood in order to see who L.M was, but was quickly stopped by someone keeping the hood down. The same person pulled on the hood cords, causing the hood to scrunch up and further distort Jisung's vision. 

The scent was back, and it confirmed Jisung's suspicions. 

His heart started beating at a quicker pace now that the boy knew for sure that he was a mere few inches away from his admirer.

The close proximity only lasted for a few seconds, though, because as soon as the hood scrunched up L.M dashed across the hallway, and his sloppy footsteps could be heard less in the distance.

Heart still hammering, Jisung began taking deep breathes to try calming himself down.

Why did L.M sound faintly familiar?