Universe// Minsung

~14~

Minho groaned to the sound of an alarm. It was 6am and he was supposed to pick his boyfriend at 7.

He had just enough time, since he had to put an alarm a little earlier today, in order to hide the bruises.

He got up and did what he did every morning, getting in his clothes, and leaving just enough time for makeup.

When he was ready to go, he picked up his backpack and exited the house.

He was lucky enough as his dad ignored his existance that morning. He was having a breakfast with Minho's mother and he didn't even spare him a glance as he bid his goodbye.

He walked in a small pace, not having to hurry since he had about ten minutes until Jisung's home, and then it leaves them with an hour left before school.

Even tho his neck was injured, he had a big smile on his face. Nothing could ever ruin his mood while he was with Jisung, or in this case going to pick him up.

Once he reached his home, he had a few minutes left so he just stood on his front porch and knocked. A small and slim woman opened the door, slightly widening her eyes as she saw Minho.

"Hello there, how can i help you honey?" she asked with her calm voice and a little smile.

"U-uhm i'm actually here to pick up Jisung? I told him i'd be here at 7 so i came to see where he was" he answered as he saw a rushing Jisung coming down the stairs.

"Well i see you've met Minho mom, isn't he the prettiest?" the younger said as he gave his boyfriend a quick peck on the lips

"He indeed is very pretty. It's a pitty your father went to work early but i'd like to have you over for dinner one day, if that's okay with you of course" she gave him a warm smile again.

The said boy was blushing as he nodded, not just that his boyfriend called him pretty in front of his mother, but she did it too. She was the nicest woman he'd ever met and he could already see why Jisung was raised so good.

"Well we'll be going now, see you later mom" Jisung said as he slipped his small hand in Minho's, pulling him from the doorway.

Comfortable silence was between them until the older decided to speak.

"Your mother is really nice. I can see who you got your adorable cheeks and personality from"

"Oh yeah i always get told that i look like my mother, but i think i have my dad's round eyes. And yes she is very very nice and i love her loads. I can't wait for you to meet my dad as well, trust me if you like my mom you'd like him too" the younger said as he squeezed the older's hand a little bit.

The black haired male felt a bit better now. Jisung had told him that his parents were nice before, but after meeting his mother he was at ease.

Of course, meeting a father of a boy you're dating is a bit scarier, since they are more protective, but Jisung kept reassuring Minho that once he does meet him, everything would be good.

They were walking for a while, hand in hand while cold breeze hit their face and made their hair messy. They just looked at each other, and started giggling since the wind made their hair look funny.

Once they reached the school, realising the other's hand never crossed their mind. Everyone looked at them and they couldn't care less. They were happy and it was all that mattered.

They walked to Jisung's locker, where not far away Felix's is located as well. Once they reached them, they saw Felix being slammed on the locker, not too hard to be hurt, by Changbin, while the older kissed him roughly.