so you hate me, uh ? [minsung]

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Chapter 17: no one's pov
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- Jiiiii.

- Whaaaaat ?

Minho was on his bed while the other was on Minho's desk, studying.

- I'm bored.

- I'm sorry Min, but I really need to finish this, said Jisung turning towards the elder.

- Mmh, whined Minho.

And he got back to his phone.

~

Jisung yawned, he was getting hungry. He looked at the clock:

19:02

- I want shirashi so bad, he whined.

- Shame there's no delivery service, said Minho. You're almost done ?

Jisung shrugged.

- I hope soon. Maybe in forty five minutes ?

- Okay, Minho smiled. Tell me if you need help, yeah ?

- Yup.

Minho stood up and went to the living room because his mom called him and Jisung continued his hard work.

Forty five minutes later, Jisung let his pen fall on his papers and sighed loudly.

- Finally...

He stretched his body in his chair and looked around to find that Minho wasn't in the room.

- Minho ? 

The younger frowned and left his room slowly, tired from all of this work.

- Min ?

He went downstairs and heard noise in the kitchen, he walked a few more meters and froze.

Minho was in the kitchen, preparing what was suppose to be, Shirashis. He was concentrate on cooking the salmon. The kitchen island was filled with organized rice and avocado and a lot of other stuffs to put in the shirashis.

- What... ?

Minho turned his head and smiled softly.

- You said you wanted shirashis, right ?

Jisung couldn't believe it.

That's not possible. He's just perfect,

He walked over the kitchen island, still shocked.

- B-but, you didn't have to ! You're doing so much already !

- No, no, I wanted to do it, for you especially since you work hard these days.

- Stop~, Jisung blushed walking over the elder to hug him.

Minho smiled and gladly accepted Jisung's embrace.

- Thank you so much, Jisung whispered in Minho's chest. I don't deserve you.

Minho caressed Jisung's hair and ruffled his nose in it.

- No problem I love cooking.

The two boys were getting flustered but Jisung had to move to let Minho
finish the salmon and he watched him making food.

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- Min, it's so good, literally. It's the best shirashi ever.

- I'm not sure if it's the best but thank you, smiled Minho.

- It is ! I love when you cook, it's always great.

Minho blushed a bit but he hide it. He was proud of his food and he was more happy that Jisung loved it.

- What do you want to do next ? Asked Minho when they started to clean the plates.

- Hmm, I don't know, though Jisung. I don't feel like watching a movie or my phone...

Minho started to think but Jisung was faster.

- Oh ! Do you have bikes?

Minho smiled.

- Bike ride night ? He guessed

- Yes ! Jisung nodded.

They cleaned up and went upstairs to get ready to go out. The nights were a bit fresh but not freezing.

- Can I borrow your jacket ? Asked Jisung with puppy eyes.

- Fine, Minho smiled.

It was a grey rain coat, very cool. Jisung took it and watched himself in the mirror.

- I look good with your stuffs.

- Indeed you do, said Minho putting a big sweater on and ruffling Jisung's hair. Let's go ?

- Yes !!

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Minho is the standard

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