Excuses
Title: Excuses
Pairing: Minho/Onew
Rating: Pg
“Hyung”
Onew’s face was quick to turn to him. He pretended he was reading the book he held when all while he was actually keeping his gaze on the older boy lying next to him on the bed listening to the music on his iPod. He was thinking of an excuse to touch him, to feel him under his fingers.
“Your hair is getting long”
It’s what he finally comes up with. His hand reaches toward Onew and he runs his long fingers through his locks, slower than necessary, curling and tugging them just so that he could touch him for longer.
Onew smiles, taking off the earphones completely to face the younger.
“You think so?”
He was so oblivious- and Minho was going to take full advantage of it. He leans in with a smile, repeating the process with his hands but this time, his cold thumb caressed Onew’s cheek. He saw the other wincing at the contact, the smile fading and eyes widening as Minho moved closer and closer to his face.
“M-Minho?”
He didn’t care. This was his chance. He was going to do it and nothing was going to stop him.
“DID ANYONE SEE MY BOXERS?”
Minho whipped his head to the opposite direction so fast that he nearly broke his neck. Jonghyun rushed in through the door without paying any attention to whatever was going on in the room and slumped down on floor to look under the bed for his boxers. He gets up with a frown on his face.
“Aww. Can’t find them.”
“Is this the only room you found to look for your stinky boxers?” Minho seethed, glaring at Jonghyun. He always knew there was a reason why he hated him.
“WHAT DID YOU SAY YOU FROG FACE?”
Minho made sure the book he threw hit Jonghyun right on the head when he left the room with a slam of the door.
“OWW!! THAT HURT YOU ASSHOLE!” Jonghyun turns to the leader, groaning. “THE FUCK’S HIS PROBLEM?”
Onew shrugs and bites the inside of his cheeks to hide the smile that makes its way onto his face.