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Minho’s sore, his whole body aches and it’s hard to breathe properly. He’s staring up at the ceiling, laying spread out like a star fish. He’s flushed and covered in sweat, having pushed himself to his limits the past few hours. Yet still, he feels like he’s nowhere near where he should be right now. He isn’t happy with his progress despite staying in the studio hours on end for the past few days. Phobia begins to play again and Minho can not be bothered to move to turn it off. The studio door thuds open with loud footsteps entering the room, not even startling him off the ground.
“Lee Minho, I swear to god, it’s almost 3 in the morning.” Chan sounds exasperated as he stops next to the body on the floor, almost kicking his shoulder in the process.
“I’m not taking a lecture from you, mister workaholic recluse.” Minho rolls his eyes, forcing himself to at least sit up off the floor.
“Jisung has been blowing up my phone for the past hour, asking me to grab you from the studio.”
“He could’ve just come himself, if he was that concerned.”
“That’s true, but you know this is his way of getting us both out of the studios. You know the whole two birds with one stone saying. Why are you pushing yourself so hard over this, anyways? The showcase isn’t even for another three months.”
“You wouldn’t get it, hyung, no offense. It has to be perfect, I want to be able to post it and show it off to the world. I mean with how much I end up seeing twilight, the chances to tell them, to show them is high, you know?” A silent, unspoken I have to be perfect or I’ll never forgive myself hangs in the air. Chan hums as a response before sitting down across from Minho.
“I know it’s not the most important thing in the world, but it’s just important to me. What if they actually do end up seeing it? I don’t want to disappoint them, you know” Minho feels himself wanting to close in. He knows there’s a miniscule chance of them actually taking the time to find it and actually watch it. He feels insecure and stupid because of it.
“Min, if it’s important to you, then it’s important. Just, don’t push yourself too hard please. There’s a difference between us, you know? When I work too long, I’m not physically exerting myself, I’m just hunched over in the studio, which still isn’t good but it’s less taxing. When you do it, you’re pushing your body way past its limits. I really don’t want to come here next time and drag you out on a stretcher, idiot.” A snort escapes Minho before he can even attempt to stop it.
“I’ll try to not overdo it, okay? Now, come on, I guess we should get home before Jisung calls and reports us missing. Crash the night?”
Chan nods a yes before getting off the ground. Minho pushes himself up as well, his legs shaking as he fully stands up. He feels his whole body shake, definitely having pushed a little too far. Chan watches as he stumbles to grab his belongings, sighing before deciding to intervene. He grabs Minho’s bag off of him, putting in on backwards against his chest, before squatting down in front of him.
“Hop on, I’ll piggyback you to the car. You can barely walk by yourself.”
Minho wants to try and fight it but every part of his body is screaming after resting for a little bit. He climbs onto the older male's back, loosely wrapping his arms around Chan’s neck. He murmurs a soft ‘thank you hyung’ as Chan stood back up and started exiting the studio.
-- + --
“I think I want to get a tattoo, what do you think?” Hyunjin asked, walking into the living room with a bowl of popcorn. It was one of their rare nights off and they promised to have a drama binge watch before their schedules picked up again tomorrow afternoon.
“Depends, what is it?” Jeongin asked, making grabby hands for the bowl as Hyunjin sat in between him and Felix.
“I’m not sure yet, maybe my birth flower?”
“You should do a whole bouquet, one for each of us. You’re too committed and it’s just the right amount of sappiness for you.” Felix chimed in.
“I even have an artist in mind, hold on look at this.” Hyunjin pulled up the artist's account, passing it over Felix. Jeongin practically threw himself over Hyunjin’s lap to look at the account. Seungmin leaned his head back into Felix’s lap trying to glance up at the screen as well.
“Woah, their work is really good. Have you reached out to them yet?” Felix asked, passing the phone back once they finished scrolling.
“I wanted to get your opinions before I did. Do you think management is going to have an issue with it?” The question was mostly directed at Seungmin.
He took a moment before responding, trying to figure out if it would be a big deal or not. “I don’t think so, I mean just get it somewhere they can cover it up if needed, you know?” Hyunjin hummed in response, seemingly ending the conversation there for the moment.
-- + --
B.I.T.C
J1
who’s free rn rn
cbc
i could be
what’s up??
seo cb
i’ve got like two more clients today
sorry dude
J1
i just got a massive order due in like two hour
and it’s only me rn
chan loml can you please help
minho pls respond i need you too
LMH
i can be there in like 15??
my class just ended lol
cbc
^^ me too
i’ll shut down and come help
how big are we talking tho
J1
like i need everything baked an hour ago
type of big
idk why people place such massive orders on mobile
but also i’m literally not turning it down
LMH
why not
that’s literally rude as hell???
what, did hyunjin place this order himself
and thats why you cant lmao??
cbc
hate to agree but
i know it’s business
but still wtf
J1
can you guys just please get here omg
-- + --
As soon as Minho entered Collision, he knew it was going to be a long few hours. He could hear Jisung fumbling with dishes and pans in the back while Chan was at the register helping a customer. Minho made a beeline to the kitchen door, waving briefly at Chan as he walked by. He set his bag in an open locker by the door and grabbed an apron off the wall, ready to help fix whatever mess Jisung was making.
“Hyung! Thank you so much, can you throw those in the oven and take out the others? The timer literally just went off.” Jisung practically yelled, pointing at two trays of chocolate chip cookies on the other side of the kitchen.
Minho nodded, slipping oven mitts on before handling the trays. Once they were in the oven and the others on the cooling racks, he examined the state of the back room. There was flour and egg shells thrown everywhere, some cookie batter splattered over the counters. It was messy but nothing less was expected of a stressed Jisung.
“What do you need me to do?” Minho asked, walking over towards the younger who was too focused on finishing up a chocolate sauce.
“Can you get the order sheet off Chan in the front? I honestly have no idea what else needs done. We can’t start the drink until about thirty minutes out.” Minho nodded and headed up to the front of house.
Chan was zoning out at the register, clearly given instructions to handle the front since he was a bit useless when it came to baking. Minho snuck up behind him, smacking his ass as a greeting, startling the elder who hadn’t noticed his presence quite yet. A small cat-like smirk taking over Minho’s face at the reaction. “Dude, what the fuck?”
“Mister boss man said there’s an order sheet to go over?”
“It’s literally right there, grab it yourself.” Chan said pointing to the clipboard sat near the hand off area.
“You’re so mean to me today, what happened to the Chan that carried me around two days ago, hmm?” Minho teased, walking over to grab the clipboard, almost dropping it the second he picked it up.
“Maybe stop assaulting my ass as a hello and you wouldn’t have this problem.”
“Now, where’s the fun in that?”
Chan scoffed before trying to shoo Minho back into the kitchen. He wasn’t actually upset, Minho knew that. It was just fun to push each other's buttons when they could. Glancing over the order sheet, Minho felt his brain short circuit.
Order: CL4419
Type: Mobile , Delivery
Delivery Time: 18:00 (6:00pm)
Delivery Address: JYP CENTER
“Han Jisung, what the actual fuck do you mean this order is being delivered to JYP?!” Minho screeched, storming over to the younger.
“Well, you see the funny thing is, please don’t kill me, I’m dragging you with me when these are done. So please, for the love of god help me make these perfect, I’m begging.”
-- + --
Minho was about three seconds from strangling Jisung. They were currently parked outside of JYP Entertainment, both too anxious to go in and talk to the receptionist. Jisung insisted on playing rock paper scissors to decide who would go in. Minho seemed to be having the worst luck possible.
“It’s your company you go in and talk to them” He insisted, after losing yet another round. Jisung just shook his head and passed him the clipboard.
“Go talk to them, I believe in you!” Jisung reached over and unbuckled Minho’s seatbelt for him, trying to leave no more room for discussion. Minho huffed, opening his door, trying to glare at the youngest before leaving. All he got in response was a flying kiss in his direction.
Taking a deep breath, he entered the building, going up to the receptionist. His hands were shaking as he handed over the clipboard, explaining he was here for a delivery, as well as motioning outside to the delivery van with Collisions logo plastered on the side.
“Can we get your photo identification card as well as anyone who’s helping you with the delivery? We’ll have someone escort you to the designated area once we get you temporary passes.” The receptionist explained, a tight smile on her face.
All Minho could do was nod dumbly for a moment, before pulling out his wallet and phone. He called Jisung, letting him know to come in with his ID and any business identification he had in the van, just in case. Minho passed his ID card over to the receptionist and stood off to the side waiting for the younger to come in. It took a few minutes before they were cleared to get their guest passes.
“This is Yuchan, he’ll be helping with the delivery. Thank you for the understanding.” The receptionist gestured to the man off to the side.
“Nice to meet you two. We can go grab the items from your van now?”
He didn’t seem much older than either of them, but was a bit taller. He seemed to be waiting for either Minho or Jisung to begin walking out to get the delivery items. They snapped back to reality after a moment, fumbling out towards the van, muttering an apology to him. Grabbing the large bags of pastries and carriers of drinks from the plastic storage totes in the back, the three headed back inside. Yuchan led the way through the security terminal, scanning his badge and holding it open for the two.
Minho was practically vibrating as he took in the sight of the JYP building. This was likely his only chance ever to be inside, and damn it, he was going to memorize every inch. The same could be said about Jisung if the way he was fumbling every few steps was any indicator. They both may hate the company itself, but it was still not everyday you get inside the building like this. They stopped in front of a conference room, Yuchan knocking on the door before entering. The room was empty of people as they stepped in, streamers and a banner covered the wall. The banner made Minho quirk an eyebrow before shaking off his thoughts.
Congratulations on finishing promotions!
“You can just go ahead and set it up in the middle of the table, they shouldn’t mind it there.” Yuchan said, setting down his bag of pastries on the edge of the table. Jisung nodded before doing the same.
Minho and Jisung took a few minutes to arrange the pastries and drinks to look as nice and presentable as they could manage. Yuchan hung off to the side, not really sure how to help besides not getting in their way. When they finally had everything organized, Jisung stepped back to admire the set up, he hummed before nodding his head in approval.
“Do you think it’d be okay to take a photo of the set up, just for later on? I won’t post who got the order or anything like that, I promise.” Jisung asked, turning to Yuchan.
“I don’t see why not? I mean as long as you crop the background out, it should be fine.”
“Hyung, can you take the photos? You have a bit of a better phone than me.” Minho just nodded, pulling his phone out to take a few photos. It took a minute or two before Jisung was fully satisfied with the photos, complaining about too much background to cut out or how much was missing from it.
They could hear voices coming down the hall, as they were gathering all the leftover bags and carriers. They took one last look over the room before letting Yuchan know that they were all good to go back out. The three of them opened the door and they were immediately hit with loud laughter. Minho smiled to himself, at least the people who worked here were happy. They barely got a few steps down the hall before they were stopped, Minho and Jisung both tensed up behind their escort. They shared a look of disbelief.
“Yuchan-hyung! What’re you doing here? Aren’t you normally downstairs around this time?” The voice was so familiar, Minho could see Jisung having a whole internal breakdown over it.
“Oh, Hyunjin, hello. I was helping set up your gift from the company. I had to escort the caterers around.” Yuchan explained, motioning to the two men frozen in place behind him.
A look of recognition crossed Hyunjin’s face once he processed who the duo was. Minho and Jisung bowed as a greeting, their bodies shaking from anxiety. Neither of them wanted to come across as stalkers or crazed fans, especially at this moment. Before Hyunjin could say anything, the rest of the members caught up to him.
“Dude come on, they said there’s free drinks and pastries in room 25 and you’re stopping to chat? Jiham-Hyung has been talking about the place they got it from nonstop, I need to see if it’s actually that good.” Felix said, wrapping an arm around Hyunjin’s shoulders, oblivious to the others there.
“You know how impatient he is to try this.” Jeongin spoke, rolling his eyes at Felix’s hyperactivity for free food. Hyunjin nodded, his eyes trained on the duo, mainly studying Jisung who couldn’t even try to meet his eyes.
“Those are the caterers, we can at least say thank you, right?” Hyunjin spoke in a hushed voice, nudging Felix in the ribs, moving his attention to Minho and Jisung.
Felix brightened up at the sight of the two, knowing quite well who they were. Before he could even open his mouth to speak, Seungmin cut him off.
“Oh, it’s nice to meet you again, Minho-ssi and Jisung-ssi.” With the way the younger one spoke so gently and looked so soft in his oversized hoodie, Minho could hear his heart pounding in his ears.
“Thank you for delivering it, I’m sure we’ll eat well! Please send our thanks to the owner as well!” Felix beamed.
“Oh, uh, you’re welcome! We had no idea it would be for you! I hope you enjoy, it’s all my own recipes, so please eat well!” Jisung fumbled over his words, his cheeks heating up under Hyunjin’s stare. He glanced over at Minho looking for some help in this situation only to find him practically trying to hide behind Yuchan.
“Wait, do you own the place?” Jisung nodded. “That’s so impressive!” Jeongin commented, a little surprised by that fact, considering how highly their managers always talked about the cafe.
Seungmin was quietly studying Minho while the other four talked amongst themselves. From the way the older was trying to use Yuchan as a barrier from having to interact with the group, to the way he was shaking slightly and avoiding even so much as glancing at them for too long. Was Minho shy or worried about talking to them? Most fans would’ve jumped at the opportunity, why wasn’t he? Seungmin could feel his eyebrows furrowing together as he tried to piece together what he could.
Minho, on the other hand, wanted to get out of that hallway as fast as possible. He had to have the willpower of a god to not ogle at Seungmin and how pretty he looked. The way he was practically drowning in his hoodie matched with the bare minimum makeup and his hair unstyled. Minho could feel himself melting every time he glanced over for a second too long.
“Sorry to interrupt, but I really should be getting these two out of here. I have to make sure they’re out by 7:30 at the latest, it’s almost time.” Yuchan stepped in, cutting the conversation of the four others short.
“It was nice seeing you two again, thank you again!” Seungmin said, stepping to the side to let them pass by. The rest of the members waved their goodbyes and thanks as they started to head into the conference room.
The further they got, the more Minho felt like he could breathe properly again. He was never trusting Jisung again.
-- + --
B.I.T.C
LMH
say your goodbyes to jisung
he /might/ go missing tonight :)
seo cb
what he do now
J1
met the loml on delivery
wedding is next week btw
seo cb
cheating on hyun?
crazy work
J1
no wtf
why would you even say that
it was him <333
seo cb disliked J1’s message.
seo cb
delusional
nurse, he’s out again
LMH
unfortunately
he’s telling the truth
that’s the big order he had
seo cb
i’ll kms rn
pls tell me you’re joking
this is a prank right?
right guys?
guys this isn’t funny