23 + minghao pLS GIVE ME THAT TASTY ASS MINGHAO CONTENT
fanfic prompt no. 12△ 354 words | drabble
you mean art student hao right?? cos i love this one a lot
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“So…who’s going to hold the ladder?” Minghao asked, paintbrush gingerly held in his hands as he studied the blank wall in front of you two. You were still fuming over being placed with the overrated (in your opinion) fine arts student in your class, and it had you offended that he’d even ask the question. You looked up from where you had been placing the projector a few feet away, “well since I came up with that top design, I should do it.” You answered simply, motioning to the piece of paper that held your joint idea for the class mural. Minghao scoffed, flicking a piece of dark hair out of his eyes. “I’ve seen you trace, you’re not that great at it.” He answered dryly, already turning to face the ladder.With a glare, you stood up, forgetting the projector and the set up that had to happen before either of you could begin tracing. “Okay, no, we’re flipping for this. Heads, you hold the ladder. Tails, I’ll hold the ladder. Fair?” You asked, taking a coin out of your pocket that was meant for supplies of sodas to keep you awake during your late night project catch ups. The tall male grinned, almost looking adorable in comparison to his usual mightier-than-thou demeanor. “Fine, if you want.” He agreed, nodding his head towards you to flip the coin.You rolled your eyes at him and flipped the tiny silver object with your right hand, letting it land on the palm of your left. To your dismay, the coin fell on tails, and Minghao’s triumphant chuckle made you throw the tiny offender that had made you lose onto the ground in front of your canvas. “Hey, no pouting now. We bet and you lost, so you have to do it.” He told you, almost chastising you in the process. You glared again, stomping back to the projector while Minghao switched his paintbrush for a pencil from his bag, missing the “cute” he murmured under his breath as you fiddled with the set up, mumbling under your breath about stupid, handsome art class favorites.







