𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥 ♡ MinSung

Ch. 69 (haha funny number)

"We can't open presents until the morning of the 25th!" Hyunjin yelled, snatching the gift away from Changbin.

"I know!" He yelled back, taking the gift out of Hyunjins hands again, "This isn't even for me!"

Hyunjin groaned, "Then who?" He asked, putting his hands on his hips.

"This one is for Jisung." He stuck his chin up slightly, "I was going to give it to Felix to give to Jisung if he didn't end up coming over for Christmas."

Minho cocked his eyebrows, "You got a gift for Jisung? Why? You barely know him."

Seungmin scoffed, "I got him one too. Think of it as a 'I'm sorry my friend was such a dick to you' gift." He explained.

"Thats exactly what I was thinking when I got him a gift." Changbin agreed.

"Me too." Jeongin laughed, "I felt bad that Minho was so mean."

"And it's not like you're going to get him a gift Minho, let alone apologized." Hyunjin shrugged.

Minho let his jaw fall wide. Was that really how his friends thought of him? "Did.. did all of you get him an apology gift..?" He asked slowly, "Even Chan thought of that.."

The boys all nodded, looking at one another whole laughing. "I guess so?" Chan said, "It was an instinct for me."

Minho sighed, annoyed, "I already got him a gift. And an apology. I can't believe you guys think so little of me." He looked away.

"I don't believe that." Changbin shook his head, "You'd never."

"Well I did!" Minho yelled, "I even dropped him off so he didn't have to go home in the snow and wind, and gave him the present in person!"

Chris nodded, "Then he came home crying to me about, 'I shouldn't have kissed him'," he kocked the younger, "and I had to comfort him-- on my night off-"

"You kissed him!" Hyunjin yelled.

Everyone stood there in shock, staring at Minho, and Minho looked at Chan with an unimpressed look.

"Oops.." Chris said, smiling awkwardly about accidentally letting the information slip.

"I knew it!" Jeongin suddenly cheered, "I saw the way you looked at him in the hallways- you've liked him for way long!"

Minhos face turned red, "Shut the fuck up. This is none of your guys' business. Either way, we still need to find a way to get these presents to him."

He pointed to the pile on the floor.

"Oh, I can probably drive them over." Chan said, scooping them into a large box.

"Why doesn't Minho?" Changbin said wiggling his eyebrows, "Since he liked the boy so much."

. . .

And that's how he ended up here. Outside of Jisungs house, in his car, with a box of presents in the back seat.

He was petrified. What if Jisung had already read the book? What if he hated Minho? What if he made fun of Minho? What if..

No.

That's impossible.

He took his shaky hands and opened the car door, pulling his toque over his ears to keep them warm in the cold weather.

He took a deep breath, pulling the presents out and lugging them up to the front porch. With a lot of luck, maybe his father would answer the door, and Minho wouldn't even have to interact with Jisung.

As he got closer he could hear Christmas music playing, and someone singing in the background.. it sounded like Jisung.

He smiled slightly, liking the thought of Jisung happily dancing and singing to Christmas carols.

Pressing the doorbell, he took one more shaky breath, and waited for a reply.

. . .

Jisung was in the middle of making cookies when he heard the doorbell ring. He quickly washed his hands and hurried to the door, not wanting to let the cookies burn in the oven.

As he neared the door he turned the music music in the background and fixed his hair in the mirror, making sure it wasn't covered in flour or anything.

Then, just as he opened the door, he realized something that made him panic. He was wearing a skirt.. and then to see Minho standing there made him really panic.

Just his luck.

Minho was about to say something when his eyes traveled.. down. Past his face, and past his white sweater, to his bottoms.

Jisungs face flushed red and he wanted to die, but he sucked it up, "M-Minho, what are you, uhm, doing here.." he said in one of the most shaky voices he had ever heard.

Minho quickly looked back up, his cheeks getting red as well, "I was told to drop some presents off.. from my friends."

Jisungs eyes got slightly wide, "H-huh? Presents?"

"Yeah. For you. They really want you to come hang out more I guess." Minho lied, knowing the real reason. It was because of him.

"Oh.." Jisung said, grabbing the hem of his skirt tightly. Suddenly it felt way too short, like his ass was hanging out. He could have sworn it was down to his lower thigh a minute ago.

Minho bent down and picked up the box, "Here you go." He said.

Jisung moved to the side, allowing Minho to come through and set them on the floor, as the box looked to heavy for the younger to lift.

When Minho did so, he stood back up awkwardly, "Also, uhm.. they were wondering if you maybe wanted to come over for Christmas. On the 25th."

"Oh uhm.." Jisung trailed off, "I'm supposed to hang out with Felix on Christmas day.."

"Yeah he was going to come as well-- only if you did that was."

Jisung nodded, "I'm not sure. We might get in trouble if someone found out.." he said quietly.

Minho nodded, knowing he was talking about Jeong-Hoon, "I'm not sure how he would, but it seriously up to you."

He started turning to leave, "Oh and, have you.. opened my gift yet?" Minho asked, now standing on the porch, ready to get going.

Jisung shook his head cautiously, "I was going to wait until Christmas.."

Minho nodded a turned to leave, saying one last thing, "Nice outfit by the way." And walking away.

"I-" Jisung said weakly, his face turning completely red again.

Minho couldn't help but smirk as he walked away, it was moments like those that he lived for. Seeing Jisung so flustered and cute..