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Jisung hated cold weather, even more than hot weather. Normally, that wasn´t anything to whine about, but recently, his jacket had worn out and he hadn´t found a replacement yet. Yes he was rich enough to buy one and even get an expensive one, but who cares, what if those dont´t feel good on his skin? The Hoodies he had were all a perfect fit and sometimes showed his waist, he couldn´t wear those in the cold winter weather! So, he found the perfect solution!
Stealing Minhos Hoodies.
Yes, that was his solution, and? What about it? He was cold and Minho ran hot anyway...he hoped. Fact is, he has enough Hoodies that he can give one to Jisung and his Hoodies were so much more comfy than his own. So, a valid reason to steal them. It wasn´t so hard anyway, just going into his room, take a Hoodie, go out and bam!
The hard thing was returning them without Minho seeing him. Did he know? Very likely. Was he ready to acknowledge that? No, absolutley not. So he made it his mission to not be seen. Hyunjin already told him that it would just end up with Minho finding out anyway, but who was he to judge? Wrong question, Hyunjin always judged.
So here he was, stealing a Hoodie from Minho in order to go to the studio without freezing to death. It was early evening and Seungmin was out with Jeongin, something about "youngest bonding, you wouldn´t get it" and Felix was at physical therapy for his back. Hyunjin was at some photoshoot and Changbin and Chan were basically just waiting for him now. The dangerous part was that he didn´t know where exactly Minho was.
Dance practice was over a few hours ago and Hyunjin had his own drivers license, he offered to pick up Felix. Minho must´ve been out then...but where? When would he be back? What were the chances he´d get home right now and catch Jisung within this act of "stealing"? Exactly, nearly zero!
"What do you think you´re doing Jisungie?" Aaand caught...maybe the chances were higher than he had assumed. Should he try talking himself out of it? Sounds better than admitting it at least. "Nothing, just...putting away your laundry?" Why did he pose it as a question?! Why was he panicking? It´s a Hoodie! Minho didn´T buy it and just shook his head. "You know, even Yongbokkie can lie better, and he comes crying and apologizing for it after fifteen minutes. You could´ve asked, you know?"
Of course he knew, but that didn´t change the fact that it was way too embarissing to do. "Uhm...may I...?" "Wow, so polite. Take it, I have a bunch anyway, but please, just ask. I was ready to throw hands with whoever kept doing it." Then why didn´t he now? Wasn´t Jisung doing exactly that? He wasn´t about to take his chance at the question and just nodded, took the Hoodie and mumbled a "Thanks" in Minhos direction before walking out with the Hoodie...he´d never let himself be seen again, god was that humiliating.
But due to his depature without looking back, he didn´t see Minho smiling softly before closing the door. If anyone asked, no, he still didn´t know who was stealing his clothing, they didn´t have to know that Jisung got away with it after all.