《Freshman》9. Dancing in slow motion
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Jisung and Minho were dancing like crazy. After a few minutes of awkwardness, Jisung let himself loosen up, feeling comfortable around Minho. They were moving and smiling, following the beat.
At some point, Jisung looked up to Minho and their eyes met. It felt like everything was in slow motion, like they were the only ones in this world. Jisung admired Minho, every single of his features. His shining eyes, his cute nose, his smiling lips, his hair falling elegantly on his forehead. Beautiful, gracious. Perfect. Minho was perfect. And really kind. At this moment Jisung knew that he liked Minho without a doubt, he liked him a lot. He only knew him for a week but every moment they shared, the older made him smile and laugh, made him happy.
They stayed like that, dancing, not looking away, for what felt like eternity. Then Minho got closer to Jisung and grabbed his waist, making their bodies brush, their faces a few centimeters away. He leaned toward Jisung and slowly kissed him. Jisung kissed back, puting his arms around the older's neck. At this moment, he did not care a bit if anybody saw them. It felt so right. How could anyone hate them? Jisung was taken aback by how Minho's lips on his matched perfectly. He liked kissing him, no, he loved it. He didn't want to stop but Minho drew back and rested his forehead on Jisung's one. Looking straight at the younger's eyes, he whispered:
-I like you Han Jisung.
Jisung couldn't be happier. He was now sure of his feelings and they were mutual.
-I like you too, Lee Minho.
They kept dancing, but more softly as they were tired, they arms still behind each other's back and neck.
Nobody said anything about them. Minho was right, college was different. Better.
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Later in the evening, Jisung left to look for Hyunjin. He found him leaning against a wall, talking with Seugmin. Jisung saw the way Hyunjin looked at the red-haired boy, and it didn't look like simple friendship.
-Hyunjin. Hey Seugmin, you're here. How's your night?
Seugmin smiled at him.
-Hey Jisung. Pretty good. We've been talking a lot, it's nice.
Hyunjin shyly smiled, blushing a little. Definitely not friendship.
-That's nice. Are we going home together? As it'll be dark, I'd rather not be alone.
-Sure, text Hyunjin when you wanna leave, or he'll do if we want to go first. How do you like this party?
-It's great! I'm having fun. Yeah, I 'm glad we came.
Jisung felt a hand on his shoulder.
-Hey guys! Said Felix, looking at the three boys. I'm sorry I wasn't really with you, even though you don't know much people here. You're good?
Seugmin smiled, looking back at Hyunjin and Felix.
-Don't worry, we got to know each other more. And we barely saw Jisung, so I suppose he met people.
Felix looked at Jisung.
-That's cool! By the way, as you know Changbin and his friends, we could hang out all together!
Jisung didn't know what to think about it, seeing Minho and the boys at the same time could be a little awkward for him.
Seugmin's voice took him out of his thoughts.
-That'd be nice. Meeting new people is always good when we come to a new place.
-Sweet. Changbin is super nice, he's the best, you'll love him. He's super funny and actually very smart.
The three other boys chuckled at Felix rambling about his boyfriend.
They kept talking until Seugmin and Hyunjin were really tired, and they all got back to the dorm.
Jisung fell asleep in a minute, smiling, thinking about his night.
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