letters for his lovely || minsung

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In the end, Minho had chosen a simple hoodie topped with overalls for him, trying to keep it simple yet cute. Jisung had decided once again to wear his platformed shoes because he wanted to feel tall among those at the party. Being even a tad bit shorter there would make him feel inferior to the boys he knew would be attending.

It was the next day before they knew it, and now Minho was driving the two of them to Hwall's venue.

Nerves swallowed Jisung whole once again, even though he had contacted Hwall himself and interacted a bit with him the day before. Hwall seemed like such a cute sassy person, and it really did make him wonder for the second time just how or why the boy took interest in his friendship.

He sighed, biting his bottom lip. He had to calm down, that was for sure. On no occasion whatsoever did he want to appear at the venue with a nervous demeanor. That would impose guilt on Hwall for inviting him.

The car jerked a bit, snapping Jisung out of his thoughts. He looked forward with curiosity as to why they had stopped, only then realizing that the traffic light indicated red; they were at a stop. Ninety seconds appeared on the counter- probably the countdown to when the light would switch to green.

Jisung allowed himself to deflate on his seat, head rolling to his left as he relaxed. As soon as he turned, however, he caught Minho staring at him. The elder's eyes widened, an embarrassed smile replacing his fond one that he had on while eyeing his boyfriend. He didn't break his gaze, however.

"Ah, why were you looking at me hyung?" Jisung laughed awkwardly, tugging on his hoodie sleeve.

Minho reached over to grasp his hand, carelessly interlocking their fingers together with the beginnings of a soft smile. "You look really cute, that's all."

"You're saying this because I'm wearing your hoodie aren't you?"

"Yes, yes I am."

Jisung whined in embarrassment, bringing his hands up to his face to hide it. He forgot that his and Minho's hands were intertwined, however, resulting in accidentally yanking Minho over to his side. This only made Jisung's face burn even more.

Minho laughed at his panic, taking his other hand off the wheel to move Jisung's out of his face. The poor flaming cheeked boy puffed his cheeks out, staring viciously at Minho with aghast eyes.

He tried protesting, opening his mouth to say anything about the nearing end of the streetlight but was met with Minho pressing a finger onto his lips, shushing him with a teasing smile.

Soft lips came in contact with Jisung's cheek.

"Why wouldn't I love how my clothes look on you, Lovely? It makes it all the more clear that you're mine."

Minho still remained ever so close to Jisung, staring at him with that stupid smile because he knew just how flustered the boy had become.

The light turned green again, a honk of the car behind them registering in their ears.

Minho didn't pull away, not letting the sound disturb his moment and kissing Jisung's pretty pink lips sweetly.

It was only here that he finally took control of the car again, hands returning on the wheel as Jisung stayed quiet for the rest of the ride.

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"Ju Haknyeon you get down from that pole right this instant."

"Kiss my ass, Sangyeon!"

"Oh so Sangyeon can kiss your ass but I can't?"