𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕊𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕋𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕟? // 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

𝘍𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯

It wasn't like the movies. There weren't any fireworks or explosions. There was nothing. Absolutely nothing. Everything in the world had just disappeared. The only thing remaining was the feeling of Minho's lips moving against Jisung's. He felt light-headed and dizzy feeling the way they molded together perfectly, loving the soft cushion of Minho's plump lips. It felt like years had passed when they finally pulled away, leaving Jisung breathless, all the air in his lungs long gone. 

"I like you too, idiot." Minho smiled, resting his forehead on Jisung's. 

"I- what?" Jisung breathed out, still recovering from the kiss of a lifetime. 

"I like you too. I have for a while now. And you were right, I did know. I was just waiting for you to finally do say something." Jisung smiled, hiding his face in Minho's neck, embarrassed. 

"How long have you known?" Jisung asked, his voice muffled against Minho's skin. 

"I've had suspicions for a while, but this weekend I knew for sure. I knew there was a reason you were trying to put a wall between us." 

"I'm sorry for trying to push you away."

"It's okay. I get it. I was scared too. I knew you'd come around eventually." They both laughed. "And if you didn't, I was just gonna have to man up and tell you how I felt. Either way, I wasn't gonna let you get away without being mine." Jisung blushed and hid further into Minho's neck. 

"I think I'm gonna die, I can't handle you talking like this." 

"Like what? I always flirt with you." Minho giggled. 

"But like it actually means something now." 

"It's always meant something. I've meant everything I said from the moment I met you." 

"Oh my fucking god, at least let me prepare myself." They both laughed and Minho could watch as the red on Jisung's ears and neck finally cooled down to his normal skin tone. 

"Why? I like it when you're all embarrassed. It's adorable." 

"Well, I hate it." Jisung finally sat back up, looking at Minho for the first time since he confessed. "You're really pretty, you know that?" He smiled and nodded. 

"I know. And you, my friend, are hot as hell." 

"Friend?" Jisung asked, faking offense. 

"What?" Minho cocked his eyebrow. "Did I say something wrong?" He asked, cockily. Jisung didn't know what to say. "What happened to confident Jisung from when we first met?" 

"He's still here, he's just.... hidden." They both laughed at that. 

"You know, that day I was really ready to give it up for you," Minho said, reminiscing. 

"What do you mean?" 

"Lose my virginity, swipe my v-card, pop my cherry if you will. I was ready to let you fuck me."

"Wait a minute, you were gonna let me pop yours?" Minho nodded, grinning. "I didn't think you were a bottom."  

"Through and through." 

"Aww, are you just a little pillow princess?" Jisung mocked, watching as Minho's ears turned red. He was going to stand his ground though. 

"Why don't you find out?" Minho asked, smirking, his gaze falling down to Jisung's lips that were slightly parted. Jisung was about to respond when his phone went off. He reached down into his pocket. 

"It's my mom," he complained, before accepting the call. "Hello?" 

"Hey, sweetie, are you home yet?"