•minsung oneshots•

the exception💕

it was a frequent occurrence for minho to receive confessions.

be it notes in his locker or people practically cornering him to tell him how they felt.

unfortunately for them, minho was completely infatuated with none other than han jisung.

and though minho was not the type to get flustered, all it took was for jisung to be in the same room as him, and minho would near malfunction.

which is why hyunjin and chan got a shock when minho suddenly slapped both of their arms.

"do i look okay!?" minho asked in a near panic as he stared at them in immense anticipation.

"erm, yeah?" chan answered, looking over him in slight confusion. "you look fine."

"but like fine fine or just fine." minho spoke quickly as he pulled out his phone to look at his camera.

he groaned as he flattened down his hair.

"fake friends." he scowled. "my hair looks like a whole bird's nest."

"oh my god you're being dramatic." hyunjin scoffed.

"rich coming from you."

hyunjin didn't have to look to know that was seungmin's voice.

the tallest was about to ask why minho was so jittery, but once he caught sight of jisung, and his best friends jeongin and felix walking into the canteen, hyunjin had his answer.

"minho," chan laughed as he took the boy's hands from pulling out his hair. "just relax, jisung hasn't even looked at you yet."

though that might have been slightly disheartening, minho had only focused on the 'yet'.

"oh wait, scratch that." changbin lightly bumped minho's shoulder. "he's coming over to this table."

"fuck." minho tensed as he kept his back turned, refusing to turn round incase he made a fool of himself being caught staring.

although, his plan was quickly destroyed as there was a light tap on his back.

slowly, minho turned around and already felt his cheeks heating up.

jisung's hair was light brown, wavy, and always seemed to sit perfectly around his face.

today, he was wearing light blue jeans with a baggy dusted pink sweatshirt over the top. over one shoulder was his backpack and in his hands was a maths textbook.

"hi, minho." he smiled sweetly as he looked down at the older.

minho swallowed the lump in his throat as he managed to smile back. "h-hi, jisung."

the table made their best attempt not to laugh at his flustered state.

"i just wanted to give you this textbook. you left it in class so i told mr shin that i'd give it back to you."

minho nodded and gently took it from jisung's outstretched hand. trying not to pout that there had been no connection.

"how come you didn't keep it?"

jisung laughed. minho thought it was the prettiest sound in the world.

"me? in advance calculus?" he shook his head though kept his endearing heart shaped smile. "yeah okay, min."

'min.'

if minho's ears could get any redder, he was sure jisung would think he was unwell.

because of the nickname, the teasing, and the laugh, minho was slightly stuck for what to say.