I've already started writing this fic, but my brain doesn't want to work on my published stories.

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    November 2018

    "Hyung, come on you've been in the bathroom for thirty minutes." The quokka-like male whine.

   Minho opened the door his wet hair dripping onto his shirt.

   "Why didn't you just use the other bathroom?" Minho questioned, drying his hair with his towel.

   "Felix, got to it first." Jisung muttered bitterly.

     "It is just a bathroom Hannie." Minho chuckled.

    "Ugh, whatever.. I need to use the bathroom." Jisung huffed walking into the bathroom and closing the door.

    "Wait, my phone..." Minho sighed.

     "I'll just get I afterwards..." the male muttered walking away.

    Jisung huffed as he fixed his hair.

    He was in a slightly bad mood Felix had beat him at Mario kart. The glint of something caught his eye.

    It was a phone. Drying his hands, he picked it up and turned it on.

    His eyes widened a little seeing a picture of him as the lock screen.

     He looked at the photo for another minute realising that it a photo he had only sent to Minho, he didn't even post it on Instagram.

     Jisung turned the phone and realised it was in fact Minhos phone. Shrugging it off he left the bathroom and went to Minhos room.

    "Here hyung, you left it in the bathroom." Jisung sent the phone on the olders bed.

    "Thanks, Hannie." Minho muttered, continuing to write in his journal.

    "What are you doing?"

    "Nothing too important. Why?"

    "No reason, just curious. I am going to go back to Lix and Seungmin." Jisung smiled waving.

    Minho waved back, a small smile taking its place on his lips.

    Once the younger left Minho let out a sigh. His cheeks flamed with embarrassment as he wondered if Jisung saw his lockscreen.

     "Min." A voice called from the door way.

    Minhos attention snapped to the door.

    "Hyung." Minho muttered.

    "Can we talk for a minute?" He questioned.

    Minho nodded. The bear-like male pushed himself of the doorway and stepped into the room closing the door.

    "Oh, this is a door closing talk... on second thought I am good." Minho stated.

    Woojin laughed a little and sat in the other chair.

    "It is nothing bad I promise." The male smiled.

    "What do you want to talk about?" Minho questioned.

    "I may be seeing a little much into it, but do you like Jisung?" Woojin asked gently.

    "Huh? Of course I do, he is my friend why wouldn't I like him?"

   Woojin pursed his lips.

     "Not in that way, in the other way. The romantic way."

    There was a flash of panic in the young brunets eyes.

    "It is okay if you do. There is nothing wrong with that." Woojin quickly assured.

    Minho took a deep breath and relaxed just a tiny bit. He could still feel his heart pounding.

    "Do you though?"

   "I guess you are called the mom of the group for a reason..." Minho chuckled softly, tears were beginning to collect in his eyes causing his vision to be blurry as he looked at his hands.

     Woojin held the males hands a soft smile on his face.

    "There is nothing wrong with falling in love. If you love him, you love him." Woojin said softly.

    Minho took in a sharp breath as his tears fell.

    "Please, don't tell anyone..." Minho cried a little harder.

    Woojin squeezed the males hands and pulled him into a hug.

    "I promise I won't. I wouldn't do that not to you or anyone. When you are ready you can tell people." Woojin promised, rubbing soothing circles on the youngers back.

     Minho stopped crying and let out a shaky breath.

    "What if the others find out? What if they hate me because of it? What if he hates me because of it...?" Minho questioned.

     Woojin pressed his lips as his brows drew together.

    "I... I don't know, but... but I promise to always be here for you." Woojin declared.

   Minho sighed and nodded.

    "Thank you hyung.."

    "For what?"

    "For being here..." Minho whispered.

     Woojin squeezed the male lightly, the brunet fell asleep not long after that and Woojin carefully laid him in his bed.

      Putting the blanket over the younger he sighed.

     "I'm always here for you Min.." He whispered as he left the room.