"You're trying too hard to copy me. Adapt the moves to fit yourself." Jisung wasn't even looking, but still knew Minho was speaking to him. He gritted his teeth. He was embarrassed; people didn't usually speak to him like this. Not so openly critiquing. "What are you doing here?" Jisung asked under his breath. "Trying to teach amateurs how to dance," breezed Minho. ˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ ✧ ˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ idiot han jisung / tsundere lee know / slowburn spicy ˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ ✧ ˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ 18+ themes baby stays avert your eyes :)

"Wait-" Jisung started as Minho placed a hand on the door handle. He turned back to look at him, his face completely blank apart from one slightly raised eyebrow. There was something cold about the way Minho looked at the younger boy. Jisung faltered. "See you around," Jisung finished weakly. Minho's face didn't change. He switched off the light and left. •°. *࿐ newbie han jisung / reticent lee minho / roommates au •°. *࿐ 18+ themes baby stays avert your eyes :)