40 minutes and counting

mingyu has been waiting for a sign of some sort but the elevator stayed still. nothing seemed to move. nothing made a sound. there were only two things to be heard at the very moment, mingyu's worried sighs and the other boy's constant finger tapping on his phone.

mingyu decides to himself that he really can't stand the silence so he musters up some courage to try and start a decent enough conversation. "hey, i never got your name. what is it?" he tries his best to sound light despite the situation they were in.

"uh.. wonwoo. my name is wonwoo." he gives a tight smile.

"nice. my name is mingyu." mingyu grins brightly. he's kinda glad that wonwoo was responding to him well. mingyu stretches out his hand to try and send wonwoo the idea that he was friendly enough to talk to.

wonwoo shyly takes his hand. he shakes it gently and gives a coy smile. wonwoo's hand feels warm and soft. mingyu stares at wonwoo for a while.

he has a really nice smile he thinks to himself, slightly amused. if only he smiled a little bigger it would be so much better.

"so how long have you lived here?" mingyu starts. he doesn't want his efforts of making a conversation to go to waste.

"a few months. i live here with two of my friends." wonwoo smiles again and mingyu feels as if his heart is about to pop out of his chest.

he is really cute.

"oh! i live with my friend too! i've been here for about a year maybe?"

"oh that's cool." wonwoo nods awkwardly. he looks like he was about to say something else but he quickly stops himself from doing so.

"you don't really like talking, do you?" mingyu raises his eyebrow and smiles smugly.

"i-i'm sorry. i just don't know what to say around people like you." wonwoo laughs slightly. though the light in the elevator was dim, mingyu could tell the other boy in front of him was trying to fight a smile.

people like you? mingyu asks himself.

"people like me? what do you mean?" mingyu grins unsurely. he suddenly felt scared for wonwoo's reply.

did i do something wrong? did i seem intimidating? was i not friendly enough? no, wait, was i too friendly? these questions suddenly race inside mingyu's head as he nervously fiddled with his fingers behind his back.

wonwoo looks down shyly, looking like he just regretted everything he said. "nothing."

**

50 minutes.

its still a bit awkward between the two. but at least the two boys said a few words to each other every once in a while.

mingyu really wants to get to know wonwoo. he seems interesting even though he was quiet and shy. he notices that wonwoo has a permanent blank expression. it kinda intimidates mingyu a little because he seems cold and uninterested, but every once in a while wonwoo would give a small smile and mingyu's heart would flutter a little.

wonwoo on the other hand, so badly wants to keep talking to mingyu. but he's afraid that mingyu would think he's pathetic and that he tries too hard to seem cool so he often decides to keep his words to himself and only talk when asked questions. mingyu scares him. not in a way like he was afraid of him or anything, he just has this feeling that he needed to impress him.