When Minho finally managed to make himself look presentable, which in anyone else's opinion would be called handsome as hell, he left the bathroom, only to hear multiple voices downstairs, along with music, and other typical party noises (Woah guys I'm so creative).
As quickly as he could, he put his clothes back into Jisungs now empty room and ran downstairs, first seeing Mrs. Han with Iseul, greeting some guests, then scanning the room to find the younger.
The moment he laid eyes on the precious boy, his mouth opened ever so slightly, as he stared in awe at how adorable he was. Jisung had a cream sweater on, with a white collared shirt underneath, and a pair of blue blazers. His eyes looked bigger and more doe-like than usual, his cheeks seemed so adorable soft, and he even had a pair of dangling silver earrings.
But the best part of the outfit, other than the one wearing it of course, was the beret on his head, a blue nearly identical to that of the slacks. It sat on the back of his hair, behind his ears, and something about it made Minho's heart feel a certain way. He couldn't help but stare lovingly at the boy as he conversed with Seungmin and Jeongin, not noticing Mrs. Han show up beside him.
"He looks beautiful doesn't he."
"Absolutely gorgeous." Minho whispered back, still in his trance.
"You're down down bad, hun." Upon hearing that, he finally turned to look at her, realizing what was going on.
"I-I-what?"
"I can't see it in your eyes, Min. It's so obvious. Don't tell me you still think of my baby as a crush?" For what may have been the first time, it dawned on Minho. He really was in love with Jisung. "Look at you, you've finally figured it out. Now what are you gonna do?"
"I...I have to tell him." The moment he said that, Jisung made eye contact with him, and his smile he had when talking to his friends disappeared. "I have to tell him soon."
Mrs. Han didn't know what he did to make Han frown like that, but he trusted him still, and knew he'd solve it.
"You can do it, Minho, just do it quickly." She reassured me, before walking away.
Jisung was admiring Minho, his flowy silk shirt, with a black blazer overtop, paired with simple jeans that made the nearly too fancy outfit perfect for the occasion.
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Crush (minsung)
FanfictionMinho had always been seen as cold by everyone but his close friends, refusing to talk to others, always glaring, keeping to himself, etc. But one day, he decides to do something he never does, he helped a boy about to get hit by a ball. Why had he...