#i think jjong wrote White shirt looking at Minho

[minyo129]

Minho in white t-shirt 👌🏼

[minhoandthebabes]

Jongho bored during study hall

It’s long so under a readmore~~

Jonghyun felt his desk bouncing up and down slightly. It was almost too rhythmic and after a moment of thought, he knew exactly the cause of this annoyance. He was about to glance behind him and give Minho an annoyed glare when he decided it would be more entertaining to mess with the taller boy that seemed so keen on disrupting him during study hall. He scribbled a short message on a sheet of paper:

“Hey, did I tell you I met a cute boy yesterday?”

He crinkled it up and tossed it back to Minho. As soon as Jonghyun heard the crinkle of paper, he felt his chair stop bouncing and smirked. So far the distraction was working. His goal was to bother Minho, so what would be better than telling a little white lie. Minho tossed back the same note and under his question was written:

“Really?? Who is it? Do I know him?”

Jonghyun tapped his pen on his desk, thinking of a reasonable response. He already got Minho to stop moving his chair, so now it was just for fun. In all honesty, Jonghyun had had a little crush on Minho for the longest time but, of course, he knew it would be pointless to tell Minho of this development in their relationship. Minho seemed as straight as they come, so he could either tease him more or give him the name of one of their friends just to mess with him (and maybe make him jealous if that was even possible…):

“I don’t know if you know him..”

He wrote back and handed the note to Minho this time, buying himself a bit more time before he truly had to answer the question. That time was cut short when he heard Minho scoff behind him and hand him back the paper:

“So you’re not gonna even tell me?”

Jonghyun read the note and decided to lie, because why not:

“Fine, it’s a freshman named Taemin. He’s in choir with me~ and he’s super cute~ you would like him.”

Jonghyun hesitated before he passed the note to Minho. He didn’t want to seem too eager, but he also didn’t want to seem too shy either. He had brought this on himself and he would have to pay the consequences.

It took Minho a couple of minutes to respond. It seemed as if he struggled with what to say and Jonghyun was getting impatient. He heard paper ripping behind him and after a moment of folding, a larger note was passed to him:

“Jjong, I’m saying this as your friend, but a freshman? Doesn’t that seem young? Also, what if he isn’t gay.. I don’t know, it just seems.. You should be careful, I don’t want you to get hurt if he isn’t gay, and you’re graduating soon… you should really think about this stuff first.”

Jonghyun read over the message once, then twice and on his third readthrough, he was pretty annoyed. He couldn’t understand why Minho was responding like this, it wasn’t like he had even done anything with the guy, he hadn’t even talked to him and this was one big lie anyway. He turned around and looked at Minho with a frown. Minho barely even noticed, too invested on texting secretly under his desk. He was about to say something but remembered his teacher requested that this be a quiet study hall for the day and anyone who talked would get a warning.

He groaned and scribbled a short message back to Minho:

“Why do you even care about my love life? You didn’t seem to care when I dated Kibum last year..”

Dating Kibum, another mistake in his life. Kibum was his best friend and they decided to push things beyond just friendship only to experience a painful breakup a few months after their first kiss. Now the two barely talked.

Minho sent back a reply after only a few moments while Jonghyun remembered his past failure of a relationship:

“Yeah, but I minded when you broke up.. You were a mess jjong, I didn’t like that.”

Minho’s words were almost touching to Jonghyun and read over them a few times. He wasn’t sure how to respond and he must have waited a little too long because he was being poked by Minho handing him another note:

“Jonggie, you can do whatever you want.. Just follow your heart. If it tells you that you like that guy and you trust it, then go for it. Don’t let what I say stop you.”

Jonghyun felt warm reading the message, it made his heart flutter. Why did Minho have to be so perfect all the time when he wasn’t even gay. It only served as an annoyance for Jonghyun. He found himself regretting sending the message in the first place and decided to send Minho a different response to his message:

“I was just messing with you.. I don’t like Taemin. I mean, he’s cute, but… I like someone else, that’s all.”

Jonghyun read his message once before deciding to erase his confession at the end. With pink ears, he balled up the note and sent it back to Minho before lying his head on his desk. It suddenly felt like study hall was an hour longer than usual, he wanted to see if Minho had a response to what he said, but at the same time was too scared to see what would be written. After what felt like a lifetime, Jonghyun felt a folded piece of paper poke his back.

He turned and took it from Minho, before returning to his balled-up position. He unwrapped the paper in the dark shroud off his arms, reading it in the low light. Minho’s handwriting was difficult to read, but after a moment he could make out the message:

“You know.. I have a crush too..”

Jonghyun immediately sat up and turned around to look at Minho with wide eyes. For as long as Jonghyun knew him, Minho had never had a crush on anyone, male or female, yet despite that, girls still tried. He received the most gifts of any single man in their grade during the big holidays. He was always polite in thanking them but reciprocated their love, just took the gifts politely. Because of this, Jonghyun spent most holidays envious of Minho and would make fun of Minho just to make up for the feeling.

With this new information, he scribbled down a message:

“Describe her..

Eyes:

Hair:

Style:

Hobbies:

Favorite Food:”

Jonghyun knew Minho would never just tell him her name, but he knew that in having him describe her would give him more of an opportunity to guess. After a surprisingly long amount of time, Minho returned the same paper, this time it was folded nicely in half, hiding his answers:

“Describe her

Eyes: soft like a puppy

Hair: short and dyed

Style: cozy

Hobbies: music

Favorite food: I dk but they get cravings for strange things like fish bread..”

Jonghyun read the responses and frowned, most were too vague, but the last one was oddly specific… he found himself drawing parallels to himself naturally but only blamed his own feelings for clouding his opinions.

Jonghyun then noticed that Minho had crossed out the “she,” making him curious as to why. Before Jonghyun could turn and ask, the bell rang, signaling them to leave. Jonghyun groaned and stood, stretching. Minho reached out and poked him in the belly, making Jonghyun recoil. “Hey, stop that..” Jonghyun grumbled, his voice scratchy from the hour of no use. He reached down and picked up his textbooks, pocketing Minho’s last note for reference later.

“You’re going to PE, right?” Minho asked, following Jonghyun from the classroom.

Jonghyun nodded, “yeah, on the other side of the building..” he said in disgust, “why didn’t they take that into account when they made our schedules.. some of us have short legs, I’ve been late a few times because of it.”

Minho grinned, “Well, I have long legs, so I’ll walk you there.”

Jonghyun furrowed his brow at Minho despite the flutter in his heart, “what made you decide to be such a gentleman today…?”

“Aren’t I a gentleman always?” Minho asked with a grin, his arm linking with Jonghyun’s in a playful way. The contact made Jonghyun’s heart beat faster and he had to hide the blush on his cheeks.

“You don’t seem to be with all those girls crushing on you..” Jonghyun said back, looking at the heads of the other students in front of them. He paused before speaking again, this time his voice a little soft, “You know, this is one of your first crushes during homecoming season.. you should ask your crush to the dance.” He didn’t want to plant the idea in Minho’s head, too afraid of seeing Minho on the dance floor with someone other than himself, but at the same time, he wanted Minho to be happy.

“Are you planning on going?” Minho asked just as softly, his arm staying secure around Jonghyun’s despite the change in mood.

Jonghyun looked up at Minho, “depends on who’s going..” he didn’t want to tell Minho he wouldn’t attend if Minho had a date. The last thing he wanted to be was a lonely third wheel with this mystery lover.

Minho hummed, “then do you want to go with me?” He asked, looking down to meet Jonghyun’s eyes.

Jonghyun felt his heart explode at the request he just stared at Minho with wide eyes as he tried to process the information. “W- what? But.. your crush..?”

Minho cracked up, his eyes sparkling as he let out higher pitched guffaws, “you’re so dense Jjong.. you told me to ask my crush, so I did.. just now..” he let Jonghyun look at him in utter disbelief for a while before the two of them stopped walking. When Jonghyun looked up, he noticed they were standing in front of the men’s locker room. “I’ll drop you off here.. you think about it during class, okay? I’ll pick you up after and you better have a response for me..” he said playfully, but Jonghyun could hear the anxious hesitation I’m his voice.

Minho left Jonghyun standing at the men’s locker room. The next period Jonghyun was in a complete daze. The PE teacher had to tell him his shirt was on inside out and he returned to the locker room to change it, only to stand I front of his locker for 5 minutes, replaying what he had just experienced in his mind, playing it back, over and over. The look Minho gave him, the letters they had written— Jonghyun slapped himself, trying to snap out of it, wake himself up from dreaming in study hall, but it didn’t change anything, the memory was real.

After class, Jonghyun left in a daze, he barely noticed Minho until the tall lanky man was walking beside him.

“Oh my god,” Jonghyun whispered as he jumped, surprised to see Minho beside him.

Minho grinned stupidly next to him, “Sorry, did I scare you?”

Jonghyun nodded, “Uh huh..” He looked away from Minho briefly before he turned back to him, looking over Minho’s features that had relaxed to more of a natural position as he looked back at Jonghyun. The two had stopped walking at this point, standing in a more secluded part of the hallway. “Yes,” He said after a long pause, “I’ll go with you.”

Minho’s lips spread into a warm smile and he took Jonghyun’s hand into his own. “I would kiss you, but I don’t like the idea of my first kiss being during passing periods.”

Jonghyun bit his lip, feeling shy when Minho looked at him like that, and now with their hands together he felt himself getting even happier.

“It would still be better than my first kiss..” Jonghyun said with a soft laugh, his hand squeezing Minho’s, “Let’s go to my place after school, we can kiss there.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Minho whispered, kissing Jonghyun’s easily accessible forehead while they were alone and continued to hold his hand until they made it back to Jonghyun’s class. He let go reluctantly when the bell rang and Jonghyun gave him a little wave before he sat down at his desk. For that next class, Jonghyun only drew hearts on his notes, completely in love.