𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 ✦ minsung (DISCONTINUED)

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The sun seeped through the curtains on the mid Saturday morning, birds chirping and cars passing outside as Jisung lay in bed, stirring slightly from the noises outside. Squinting and blinking slowly, he opened his eyes and rolled over in bed, noticing the other bed opposite was empty- his boyfriend had seemingly already woken up.

Boyfriend.

The memories from the night before came flooding back to him. Everything from how Minho helped him win the shooting game and they won the plushy, how Minho refused to let Jisung pay for their food, despite the younger's adamant protests, to when they went on the ferris wheel and Jisung kissed Minho to distract him from his fears which led to the both of them confessing and beginning an official relationship. Not to mention how they refused to let go of the other's hand the whole way back to the dorm.

It still felt rather unreal to Jisung. His crush that he had developed strong feelings for turned out to like him back. But how could someone of Minho's level possibly like someone like him? He felt like he was nothing compared to the elder, but that didn't stop the instantaneous happiness he felt when he recalled all those events.

Sitting up, he stretched his arms and stood up to stretch fully, although due to not being a morning person he couldn't help but yawn around five times in the matter of a minute. He slowly trudged out of the bedroom, rubbing his eyes tiredly but still managing to spot a taller male standing by the stove, his back to the younger as he padded over.

Silently, Jisung stood behind the elder and wrapped his arms around his torso, leaning his cheek against his back as he closed his eyes again. He placed a hand over the smaller's and caressed it gently.

"Morning, Squirrel." Minho spoke, a small smile on his face from the act of affection.

"Morning." Jisung mumbled tiredly, not making any attempt to move from his comfortable hugging position. He felt the vibrations when the elder chuckled, who's hand was still placed on top of Jisung's.

"Tired?"

Jisung nodded.

"The pancakes are basically done, sit down and you can have some."

The blond whined at the fact he had to let go of the elder but eventually unwrapped his arms from around him and turned to sit at the kitchen counter.

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"So, lovebirds, what happened last night?" Changbin inquired as he and the rest of the group made themselves comfortable in Minho and Jisung's living room, hinting towards the fact that the small squirrel-like boy was lying practically asleep on top of the elder who was lying across the sofa with his head on the arm of the sofa, his own arms wrapped around the smaller.

"Oh, we're official now. Hyunjin, get off my legs."

"But you're taking up the whole sofa, if you don't move your legs I'll just sit on them." The male complained. Minho rolled his eyes and lowered his gaze to the small boy who had his eyes closed on top of him.

"Can I move my legs, Sung?" He asked quietly, earning a small whine and a shake of the head.

" 'm too comfortable." Jisung mumbled.

"You heard him, I'm not moving. Sit on the floor, dramatic ass."

Hyunjin huffed, plopping himself down on the floor in front of Seungmin, who rolled his eyes at him but patted his head gently.

"I've never seen Minho soft before, this is fucking strange holy shit." Chan muttered, earning a scoff but small smile from the said male.

"Only for Jisung." He mumbled quietly, the small blond on top of him smiling to himself as he was the only one that heard it.

"You know what was strange, Christopher?" Minho inquired in a slightly teasing tone, smirking. Chan furrowed his brows and tilted his head in confusion.

"What-"

"Seeing you and Jeongin making out behind the drinks stall last night."

The others in the room whipped their heads around to the two males, both with wide eyes and bright red faces, Jeongin hiding his face in his hands seconds later.

"Y-You saw that?"

"Yeah.  After Minho won me my chick plushie in the shooting game, we went to play more games then go get drinks." Jisung's voice was heard, everyone shifting their attention to him as he rubbed his eyes but continued to lie on Minho as he spoke. "To get to the next game we wanted to go to, we had to go around the drinks stall and yeah, that's what we saw- Chan pinning Jeongin to the wall while practically sucking his face off."

"So that's why your lips were bruised? You told me someone accidentally punched you while cheering in the crowd at the DJ area." Seungmin stared at Jeongin with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, y-yeah, that happened too-"

"You pedophile! You tainted the baby's innocence, how could you?!" Felix screeched as he launched himself at the older Aussie, soon being held back by Changbin while Chan rubbed his arm where Felix had hit him.

"Pedophile? The fuck do you mean, I'm not a forty year old old dude!"

"But you're nineteen which is legally an adult and Jeongin only turned seventeen last week and is still a minor, therefore, pedophilia!"

"I- Well-"

"Felix, we don't even know if they're together, calm your ass down." Hyunjin rolled his eyes.

"Well are you?"

"We're not sure what we are, but we know we definitely like each other." Chan sighed as Jeongin shifted in his seat. The elder grasped his hand and smiled at him. "I'll always wait for him though."

Jeongin smiled and pecked Chan's cheek. "I'll wait for you too."

"Why is there so much pda, oh my god." Hyunjin fake gagged as Seungmin slapped the back of his head.

"Stop being jealous just cause you're single, Hyunjin."

"Hey!"

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IM SORRY I WAS INACTIVE FOR SO LONG BUT HERE YA GO

MAINLY JUST A FILLER