♡closed starter for @wsminwoo.♡
elliot really didn’t think that he caused trouble. he was a very good boy. and very helpful. and yet, the staff still seemed to think that they needed to keep a watchful eye on him, even in the comfort of the yuseong building where he spent so much of his time. it wasn’t his fault that he liked to express his happiness. and there was a lot of happy in elliot’s small body for him to be showing.
he had spent the morning in the blue.m practice room, working hard and listenting to instructions because that was what good, respectful boys did. like him. he thanked the instructor (despite not feeling very thankful for how sore his body was going to feel the next morning) and once the boys were given the okay to take a break, he quickly found himself running out of the room to see what was happening elsewhere in the building.
he didn’t make it very far before spotting the very familiar back of someone’s head. unable to contain his excitement and forgetting his inside voice (like he did most of the time), el let out an excited shriek as he ran over to pounce on his friends back. “minwoo!” he yelled, laughing loudly as he pounced on the other boy.
