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    Minho isn't even looking at him, and it makes his blood boil.

    His eyes are downcast, looking off to his left, probably half-embarrassed because the tension is thick with a stadium full of eyes on him—on them.

    Stay. Cameras. Crew. Dance team. Band. 

    Shit, even the rest of the kids—or at the very least Changbin, because he's always watching and never misses an interaction.

    Waiting for them to do something—anything.

    Everything spins around them: lights, sound, movement. But the world freezes.

    All he wants is for his hyung to look at him like he's the only person on this earth worth looking at.

    So Jisung makes his move.

    Or

    A short fic based on that single moment every minsung truther lost our collective mind because of THE face grab during Run It Seoul, Day 4 and what went down in my head because of it. Let us never forget!

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