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yall guessed it 👀

im not 100% satisfied with how this chapter came out so i might change it even after publishing - sorry! ;-;

"I can't believe we finally get to see each other, face to face. It feels like I've been waiting an eternity for this moment, Jisung."

Jisung felt his heart sink as he watched Minho pull Changbin towards him. The way Minho looked at Changbin with so much love in his eyes, like he was the whole world, made Jisung's blood boil. He shoved them apart.

"I'd like to introduce you to my friend, Changbin." He pointed to the dark haired boy, who still had a dazed expression on his face.

Before Minho had the chance to realise what was happening, Jisung ran into the recording studio, slamming the door shut behind him. He sank to his knees, body trembling slightly, a small sob escaping his lips.

"Jisung, I'm so sorry." No response. "I didn't know! Please just let me apologise!" The quiet sobs from inside went straight for Minho's heart, a wave of guilt washing over him.

"You said you'd know." He sniffled, voice shaking. His dark lashes brimmed with tears.

"I'm sorry."

"I don't care." He clenched his fists, trying to steady his breathing.

"Jisung-"

"I don't care, Minho! You made me think- I thought maybe you actually liked me." He scoffed. "I was so stupid.." For a moment, neither of the boys spoke.

All Minho could think to do was sit beside Jisung and wrap his arms around him tightly, running his hands through the boy's hair over and over again.

"I'm sorry for being such a crybaby. I guess maybe I thought you really meant what you said." Jisung sighed, resting his head against Minho's chest, his shoulders still heaving up and down slightly.

"I was just nervous baby. I couldn't have known when you didn't say a word! Please try and understand me." Minho pleaded.

The younger boy mumbled something  into his shoulder.

"What was that?" Minho asked.

"I'm not your baby." Jisung huffed, sitting up slighlty. Minho took a moment to look at him closer: puffed out cheeks, lips forming a little pout, shining deep brown eyes staring back at him. He looked a lot like an angry squirrel and Minho couldn't help but giggle.

"Why are you laughing! You're supposed to be apologising!" Jisung exclaimed, shoving Minho lightly.

Minho pinched the younger boys cheeks playfully, earning a scowl from Jisung. "It's not my fault you're so adorable!"

"Stop, I'm not." Once again he buried his face in Minho's shoulder, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"Hey. Look at me." He gently grabbed Jisung's chin, turning his face towards his. "Don't be so embarrassed. You're beautiful." Minho traced his hands along the other boy's features. "Breathtaking, even."

Suddenly, a voice came blaring through the speakers. "Sorry to interrupt your little moment, but the mics been on this whole time." The two boys turned beet red. "Minho, i'm guessing the boy holding onto you for dear life is Jisung." He let out a loud, warm laugh.

"Hi Jisung, I'm Chan."

SEE THAT WASN'T SO BAD WAS IT, like i said only a tiiiiiiiiny tiny tiny bit of angst because it makes me sad and idk how to write it dsjkfskl