It didn't go so well with writing the lyrics. The two boys bickered most of the time and Jisung constantly got distracted by the interesting things in Minho's room. For example he had a bunch of Rubik's cubes on a shelve and Jisung badly wanted to try to solve one of them.

After a few minutes of begging to Minho the older finally gave in and gave him one of the cubes. Jisung took it from him and began to flip it randomly. Minho seemed to cringe as he watched.

"You're doing it wrong." Minho groaned and snatched the cube from Jisung. He shuffled closer and Jisung could feel the sweet scent of vanilla.

"You do like this..." Minho said and started to flip the cube back and forth. Jisung watched amazed as the older solve the Rubik's cube in less than a minute.

Jisung clapped in his hands when Minho was done. A slight smile appeared on Minho's lips. Jisung took in the beauty of the older. These, subtle and shy smiles that showed on Minho's face now and then were truly beautiful.

"Can I try now?" Jisung said and reached for the cube. Minho held it further away from Jisung. The younger just shuffled closer, stretching his arm to reach it. But it was hard.

"Behave cutie, I'll give it to you. Just stop invading my personal space." Minho said. He laid a hand on Jisung's chest and pushed the younger boy away from him. Jisung sat down again and put his hand out for the cube.

"What's the magic word?" Minho teased. Jisung furrowed his eyebrows.

"Just give it to me you fucking hoe." Minho chuckled slightly and handed Jisung the cube. The younger took it and started to flip it.

After half an hour he gave up. He screamed out of frustration and gave Minho the Rubik's cube.

"Whatever, it's stupid." Jisung mumbled. He picked up his red notebook and opened it. Minho shuffled a little closer and read what Jisung had written so far.

Together they slowly started to work on the lyrics. Jisung felt like it was easier to come up with something when Minho was with him. The older boy completed the sentences Jisung couldn't finish and he was really good at writing lyrics, Jisung realised.

After almost an hour of actual productivity Jisung felt like he had done enough for today. He stood up from the floor and flopped down in Minho's bed. The dark blue sheets smelled like vanilla, just like Minho.

It was quiet in the bedroom. Minho was scribbling down something in Jisung's notebook. The younger boy was glancing at Minho. His black bangs hung in his eyes and he brushed them away with a sweep of his hand.

"You should go home now." Minho stated. Jisung tore his eyes away from Minho. He nodded quickly and got up from Minho's bed.

They walked out of Minho's room and down the staircase. Jisung felt weird. He didn't really know Minho that well, yet he was here. But his original plan had been to annoy Minho but he hadn't really succeeded.

Jisung put on his shoes and opened the door. Minho was leaning against a wall. He was gazing at Jisung.

"Goodbye. See you tomorrow." Jisung said. Minho scoffed slightly. He stepped up to Jisung and started to push him out the doorway.

"Just fuck off." Minho mumbled and gave Jisung a slap on the butt so he would get out of the house faster. Jisung yelped and turned to glare at Minho. But the older had already closed the door behind him.

Jisung stomped down the short staircase. He hoped he wouldn't have to visit Minho's house again. And Minho could fuck off himself!

It didn't take as long to get home as it took to get to Minho's house. Jisung felt exhausted when he finally arrived to his home. It was tiring to loath Minho and the older boy didn't get affected by Jisung hateful thoughts.

Jisung sighed and laid down on his soft bed. His thoughts drifted away to the days events. He had heard Minho sing. That annoying fucker was really good at singing and he could write song lyrics too. Talking about song lyrics, Minho had written something in Jisung's notebook.

Jisung immediately sat up and pulled his backpack up in his lap. Sadly enough he couldn't find the notebook.

"That fucker took it!" He exclaimed and reached for his phone. He quickly typed in Minho's phone number and pressed the phone to his ear. After two signals the older boy answered.

"I'm killing the person who gave you my number." Was the first thing Minho said. Jisung rolled his eyes.

"You still have my notebook, right?" Jisung asked. Minho hummed on the other side of the line.

"Yeah, you've written interesting things in it..." Minho chuckled. Jisung's face heated up. Oh God, if Minho had read what he wrote everything was over. The younger didn't know how many embarrassing rap songs he had written down in that book.

"Excuse me Noona, but do you have a boyfriend?" Minho read of a page. Jisung cringed and cursed himself for forgetting the notebook. He knew Minho wouldn't stop teasing him after this.

"Don't read it you idiot!" Jisung exclaimed and he could here Minho laughing evilly.

"You can't stop me."

The next day Jisung went to school in his hoodie. He hoped that Minho would bring him his notebook but when he asked the older boy about it he just shrugged.

"I forgot it at home." Jisung gritted his teeth and exhaled slowly. Minho looked amused. For some reason the older seemed to enjoy seeing Jisung mad or annoyed.

Their first period was calculous, with their beloved Woojin. Jeongin and Felix sat beside each other so Jisung had to sit beside Minho. He felt a little jealous, because he'd rather sit beside Jeongin. But the younger seemed to enjoy Felix's company more than his.

The class began and Jisung noticed that Woojin glanced at him very often. The teacher approached him after some time. Jisung was at the moment playing Candy Crush, trying to get past level 56.

"I want to talk to you after class, okay?" Woojin said and pushed his glasses further up his nose. Jisung nodded. The brown haired male shook his head slightly and walked to help another student.

Jisung groaned as he once again failed the level. He shut his phone off and decided to actually do something. Minho was still playing on his phone beside him.

Jisung tried to focus but it was hard since Minho had the volume on. The older boy let out a squeal as he reached the next level. Jisung smiled slightly. Not so very bad boyish.










AUTHOR'S NOTE
hello! i hope you liked the chapter and thank you for reading! and by the way, i have summer break now so i hope that the updates on this book will be more frequent. have a nice day!