His tattoos - Minsung-

Maybe Netflix, Maybe Chill

"So... want to watch a movie?" Jisung asked the older.

They had arrived at the apartment about 10 minutes ago and were already changed into comfortable clothes. Minho wearing a hoodie and sweatpants from Jisung. While Jisung was just wearing sweats and had forgotten to put on the Shirt.

"Forgotten."

But fair said, the apartment was more than well heated so it wasn't really a surprise.

"Yeah sure, which one do you want to watch?" Minho sat down on the couch, pulling blankets that were nearby to himself.

Jisung got comfortable right next to him, giving Minho the popcorn he had just gotten out of the microwave and leaned forward to reach the remote.

"I don't know. Lets just scroll through Netflix until one of the movies get our attention."

Minho agreed to that, shuffled a bit closer to Jisung and leaned against his shoulder. The younger wrapped an arm around him, resting his head on top of Minhos. He was scrolling through the recommended movies, until one caught Minhos attention.

"Howls moving castle... Didn't you say that is your favourite movie?"

"Yeah it is, i've probably watched it twenty times by now."

"Lets watch it then, I want to know it too." Minho now completely cuddled into Jisungs side.

Jisung was shoving popcorn into his mouth, more watching Minho than the movie. He knew it by now, but he really wanted to see how Minho would like it. Being a bit scared that Minho would find it funny. Thinking maybe he could laugh at him for it being more of a "childrens movie."

Minho fell completely in love with it. The fact that it was Jisungs favourite movie made his heart warm. Knowing the younger loved such a romantic movie while he looked like he would only watch thrillers or action movies.

Once it finished Minho was smiling from one corner of his mouth to the other.

"I understand you, it really is an adorable movie Sung."

Jisung felt more than happy with that.

"I told you love. Are you tired yet? Or should we start another one?"

"Lets watch this one." Minho pointed to a random movie. He was hoping to get some good cuddles and maybe also some kisses. He didn't really want to watch another movie.

But Jisung was completely into the story, watching the movie eagerly already after 5 minutes. From time to time he stroked Minhos back or brushed through his hair and left little kisses on it. But then he got captivated by it, not paying attention to Minho anymore.

Minho, who was almost lulled into sleep by Jisungs comfort, noticed the lack of touch.

He was fully awake again, waiting for Jisung to do it again.

But he did not. Even after 30 minutes of waiting he still got nothing but a Jisung who was only focused on the TV.

Minho got tired of it, he was craving attention. He had an idea. Slowly he unwrapped himself from the blankets and climbed on top of Jisungs lap, straddling him. He placed his hands around his neck and hugged him, resting his head on Jisungs shoulder.

"Woah love what are you doing?" Jisung put his hands on Minhos hips, but continued to watch the movie over his Minhos shoulder.

Minho felt that Jisung was still watching, not even moving his hands to caress his back. He got a bit mad. Slowly he turned his head and started kissing Jisungs neck, first gently and tender and then turned it more and more into sucking on it.

*TW Intense make out

Jisung immediately reacted to the soft lips roughly on his neck by leaning his head back, allowing the older to have more space to kiss. The hand was now gripping harder, the fingers sinking into Minhos hips.

Minho bit the skin on one particular spot, which turned out to be Jisungs sweet spot when he felt him hold his breath. Trying hard to hold back a groan. He rolled his hips down on Jisungs lap.

Now at the latest Jisung wouldn't be able to concentrate on to the movie anymore.

"Stop kitten."

"What?"

Jisung smirked, the older obviously liking the nickname as he felt the impact of it pressing into his stomach.

"You like that nickname? Kitten?"

They were staring into each others eyes, falling in some sort of daze. Minhos mind was empty, the only thing he could think about was the hot feeling washing over him. The first drop of sweat built on his forehead. He had only wanted to maybe make out with him for a bit, maybe tease him. But now his thoughts changed.

The intense gaze of Jisung let his stomach turn, butterflies flying around. Then Jisungs hand pulled him close, kissing him gently.

Sometimes I wonder if he is too stupid to know when to be gentle and when not to.

Minho deepened the kiss, biting down on Jisungs bottom lip to make him part his lips slightly. He grinded down on Jisung lap once again, now receiving a low moan from it against his lips. One of Jisungs hands wandered down from his hips to his ass. It took all of Jisungs self control not to harshly tighten his grip on it.

He dragged his tongue over Minhos bottom lip, entering his mouth with their next kiss, as it got more and more intense. The sensation of Minhos hot tongue against his made him loose every bit of sanity he had left. Shivers went down his spine. His thoughts ran wild.

"Lets continue this in my bed kitten."

He lifted Minho up underneath his thighs, purposely pressing Minhos body into his own. Moving his hand over to Minhos ass, before this time lightly squeezing it. Minho tightened his hold around Jisungs neck and went on with leaving soft bites all over the skin of his neck.

So needy.

"So eager babe? Can't even wait for me to touch you?"

Minhos breath got caught in his throat. The words stuck in his brain like honey. Jisung knew exactly what his words were doing to him. And he was using that.

"Guess i'm right. You can't even respond to me anymore." Jisung gently brought him down on his bed, giving Minho time to get himself comfortable before getting on top of him. Holding himself up on his hands.

Slowly he brushed a strand of hair out of Minhos face. Using a moment to take in the beauty of the boy laying underneath him, who was drunkenly smiling at him even though he had not had any alcohol except for the sip at the market.

"My pretty kitten."

Minhos body tensed up again. "Stop with that."

"What? The nickname?" Jisung had an innocent grin spread across his face.

Minho nodded, covering his now flushed face with his hands.

Jisung gently held on to his wrist, pulling the hands away again. Then he leaned down to connect their lips into a soft, loving kiss. Minho placed his hands on Jisungs cheeks, stroking them with his thumb. Both of them were smiling into the kiss.

"You obviously like it. The way you react to it tells me." Now he had an evil grin painted over his face.

Minho rolled his eyes playfully, knowing he was right. He pulled down Jisung again, this time kissing him roughly and wrapping his arms around his neck. Forcing him to be close.