𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕊𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕋𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕟? // 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

𝘚𝘪𝘹

"You're so crazy, Jisung," Minho complained, while they made their way to his house. 

"What do you mean?" 

"You go from being all shy to saying shit like I can't fuck you that easily." 

"What? Was I wrong? You can't." Jisung giggled.

"Okay, but you didn't have to whisper in my ear about us fucking." Minho scoffed. 

"Why does it matter how I said it? Did it affect you in any way?" Jisung said, faking innocence. He knows what he did. He said it like that on purpose. 

"You know what you did," Minho said, turning the other way, trying to hide the faint color on his cheeks. 

"I really don't. Why don't you just tell me?" Jisung continued to push. 

"I'm really regretting asking you to come over." He groaned. 

"Why's that? Scared your little thoughts may become reality." Minho hit his breaking point. His heart was racing a thousand miles a minute. Minho was unbelievably riled up by the shit Jisung was spewing, and he couldn't take it any longer. 

"Alright, that's it. I admit that you're cute and you run with it. If you keep it up, we're going to my bedroom as soon as we get there, understood?" Minho said, getting in Jisung's face, trying to embarrass him to stop. 

"Why do you think that's gonna make me stop? Wouldn't that just encourage me to do it more?" Jisung whispered, holding eye contact. 

"Jisung, I'm not playing around." 

"I'm not either, hyung." 

"You're totally gonna fucking get it." Minho turned around and started walking again, knowing his house was only about 5 minutes away. This means he needed to think fast. Was he actually going to have his first time tonight with a guy he met 2 weeks ago? Sure the guy was incredibly attractive and funny and his type exactly, but still. He wanted his first time to mean something more, but with this opportunity right in front of him, he didn't know if he wanted to miss it. Before he knew it, they arrived at his front door. 

"Better keep it in your pants long enough for me to meet your parents." Jisung giggled and the pair walked in. In Jisung's mind, there was no way in hell he was going to lose his virginity that night. He just loved getting under Minho's skin. He knew he wasn't ready to have sex for the first time. Did I take it too far?

"Hey, mom. This is Jisung." Mrs. Lee extended her arms to hug the younger. Jisung slowly hugged back and the two stood there for a few seconds before pulling back. 

"You're a very handsome young man, Jisung. I'm sure you and my boy will be very good for each other." 

"Oh, no, we're not together. Just friends." Jisung smiled. 

"Oh." Mrs. Lee replied. "Either way, just keep that noted." Minho began to walk away to show Jisung where his bedroom was. "No funny business, dinner will be ready any minute." 

"Don't worry, ma'am." Jisung giggled and the two went to Minho's bedroom. The two of them sat down on his bed and Jisung laid down, just like the older had earlier. "Your bed is super comfortable too. Don't sell yourself short." 

"Are you just gonna pretend that didn't happen?" 

"What? Did you think we were really gonna come here and just have sex with your mom and step-dad downstairs? When they know I'm coming over and they've never met me? I don't mean to get your hopes up, but if you actually thought it was going to happen, that was unrealistic. It's fun flirting with you, but as of right now, that's all it is. Meaningless flirting. That's all is to you too, isn't it? I mean that's literally what you said earlier, right? That you don't want to ruin anything?" Minho nodded, finally realizing how silly it was for him to even think about it actually happening in the first place. "And by the way, it's nothing against you. You're really attractive too, but I'm not just gonna give it up that easily. I mean, wouldn't you feel better losing your virginity with somebody you truly love and trust and have it mean something, not just having sex on a whim? I just- I know that I'm not ready." Minho just sat there in silence, listening to everything the younger said. He didn't know what to say, so his go-to was to make a joke. 

"So, you think I'm attractive, too?"

"Min quit." Jisung smacked his shoulder and the two just laughed amongst themselves. 

"You're right, I guess. I was being a total dude about it and let my dick think for me. I suppose I can wait until you truly love and trust me." 

"Who said I'm gonna lose it with you?" 

"You just did, you totally implied that." Jisung looked at Minho in disbelief. 

"I think somebody has selective hearing."

"You know what, I think I was shy Jisung back. I don't like you being all confident and flirty." 

"Why? You can give it, but can't take it." 

"Precisely. I'm sure you'll find out one day how great I can give it." As the cogs turned in Jisung's head, a loud laugh erupted from his throat. 

"Oh my fucking god. You did not just say that." He said, still howling in laughter. "That's so funny." Minho giggled along, loving Jisung's reaction to the joke. His smile is so adorable.

"Boys, dinner!" Mrs. Lee called out down the hallway. Dinner went by smoothly. Jisung talked a bit about himself and learned more about Minho and his family. After, they both went back to Minho's room to watch a movie. Jisung started to doze off halfway through the movie. Minho noticed and paused it. 

"Hey, why'd you stop it?" Jisung whined, in a sleepy voice. 

"Cause you're literally falling asleep, Jisung. We can finish it tomorrow. Now, let's put our pajamas on and go to bed, okay?" Jisung nodded and lazily got up to grab his bag and went to the bathroom to get changed. Minho quickly took this opportunity to throw on some sweatpants and await the younger's return. Jisung came back just a minute later in blue and black pajama pants and a gray t-shirt. He threw his bag back down in the corner and laid back down. 

"I'm gonna be on the couch if you need me, okay? Here's the TV remote to watch whatever you want. Don't hesitate to come get me for literally anything." 

"Why aren't you sleeping in here?" 

"You heard my mom, no funny business," Minho replied with a smile. 

"Fine, I guess you can go sleep on the couch," Jisung said, fake rolling his eyes before laughing too.

"Goodnight, Sung." 

"Night, Minho."