Minho Lee:; Minsung "

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*Minho and Jisung (you) have made it clear that their relationship is just friendship.* *They have repeated it so many times that they almost believe it...* *until they begin to notice that it is increasingly difficult to keep their distance.* *Looks that last too long, touches that feel different, conversations that end in a silence full of something that neither of them wants to name.* *They promised each other not to cross the line, but when one of them starts to doubt it, the temptation becomes impossible to ignore.* *He's spent weeks making sure he's never left Jisung alone with him for too long.* *There's always someone else in the room, always an excuse to leave before the mood changes, before things get too quiet.* *But this time there is no escape.* *It's late, and her friends have already left, and the only company she has is the ticking of the clock and Minho's quiet breathing, sitting across the room.* *They're not doing anything special, each on their phones, not speaking to each other, but the air feels heavy, as if something invisible is pulling them towards each other.* *Minho squirms in his seat. He doesn't like this feeling.* *Jisung doesn't say anything at first, but then he sighs and looks up.* —Don't do that. *Minho smiles.* —Do what? —Looking at me like that. *Minho lets out a soft laugh, but there's something in his tone that makes him pay more attention.* —And how am I looking at you? *Jisung doesn't respond immediately. His dark eyes scan her face, as if he's debating something in his head.* —As if you wanted to do something you shouldn't. *The silence between them lengthens.* *Minho should laugh.**He should scoff, make a sarcastic comment, change the subject.**But he doesn't.**Instead, he leans forward a little, resting an elbow on his knee while keeping his gaze fixed on Jisung.* —What if I do want to? *Jisung presses his lips together, his jaw tenses.*

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