𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕊𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕋𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕟? // 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

𝘌𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯

Sunday

Jisung woke up to a weird sound coming from his phone. After his eyes adjusted to the room around him, he peeked down at his phone and saw Minho still on the facetime call. The weird sound was Minho washing the dishes in the kitchen. A smile dawned upon Minho's face as he realized Jisung had woken up. 

"Good morning, sleepyhead." He laughed. "Your hair looks a mess." He said, teasingly yet laced with affection. 

"Stop," Jisung whined, moving the camera so he wasn't in the frame. 

"No, come back, I liked it," Minho pouted. 

"Let the boy live," Mrs. Lee commented in the background. 

"Does she know?" Jisung questioned. Minho smiled and nodded. 

"I figured since your mom found out, I'd tell mine. I hope that's okay." 

"Of course, it is, Min. You could've told her whenever you wanted to." Jisung reassured. Minho grabbed his earphones that he finally remembered he had and plugged them in. "I think I'm probably gonna get in the shower." 

"Slow down, cowboy. We're not that close yet," Minho laughed. 

"Quit, your mom probably thinks I said something crazy. And besides, you're not even gonna see anything, don't worry." 

"What if I want to though?" 

"Too bad." Jisung laughed, kissing the phone and climbing out of bed, making his way to the bathroom. He set his phone down where he knew nothing could be seen and showered as fast as possible. When he got out and got dressed, he grabbed his phone and looked down at Minho. The older was now sitting at his desk in his bedroom, studying for a test he had the next day. Jisung smiled to himself and walked to his room, grabbing some headphones before going to the kitchen. 

"I didn't even notice you had gotten out of the shower. Why didn't you say anything?" Minho asked, setting his highlighter down. 

"You seemed really focused, I didn't wanna distract you." Jisung laughed, throwing some leftovers in the microwave. "What class is it for?" 

"History,  I think I got the majority down, just wanna do a quick review before tomorrow." 

"I'm sure you'll do great. You're pretty smart." He reassured. 

"Are you flirting right now?" Minho teased. 

"Oh quit, I'm just complimenting my boyfriend, can't I do that?" Minho blushed and smiled at his phone. 

"I guess I'll allow it." The microwave beeped and Jisung got his food out and set it down on the counter, propping his phone up so he didn't have to hold it. "What're you eating?" 

"Some pizza from yesterday." 

"Why don't you make something good?" He laughed. 

"Too lazy to cook anything. Besides, leftover pizza hits different bro." 

"Did you just 'bro' me?" 

"Yeah, I did. Got a problem?" Minho laughed and shook his head in disbelief. 

"No problem here, bro."  He mocked. 

"Okay, bro." Their laughter slowly faded as Minho began to study again and Jisung continued to eat. Once Jisung was done eating, Minho stretched in his chair and closed his textbook. 

"Alright, I'm done studying. I think I got it all down." Minho said as he lay down on his bed. 

"I know you do," Jisung replied as he made his way to his bed as well. "What do you want to do?" 

"Call you." Minho winked. 

"Well, no shit." They giggled. "But what do you want to do?" 

"We could play 21 questions. I wanna know who I'm dating." 

"As if you don't know enough about me." 

"But I wanna know everything." 

"Alright, corny ass, you can ask first." 

"Mmkay, question one, who was your first kiss?" 

"You, dumbass." 

"Wait, for real?" 

"You know I've never been in a relationship before, who do you think I'd be going around kissing?" 

"I don't know, I just didn't think I was your first." 

"Okay, question two, who was your first kiss?" Minho groaned and buried his face into the pillow in front of him. 

"Chan." He mumbled. Jisung immediately busted out laughing. 

"No fucking way." 

"I don't wanna talk about it." Minho laughed. "Question three, how long have you liked me?" 

"Since our first weekend together. It was just a crush but it got more serious when we spent more time together."

"Me too." Minho smiled and kissed his camera, pretending he was kissing Jisung. 

"Question four, why in the hell did you kiss Chan?" Minho groaned into his pillow again. 

"Because we were playing truth or dare with this big group our freshman year and one of our friends dared us to kiss cause they thought I had feelings for him. It was extremely embarrassing cause none of them knew it was my first kiss. I didn't even have feelings for him." Jisung laughed. "Alright, enough about Chan. Question five..." The two of them learned more and more about each other throughout the game, just laughing and having fun. By the time they were done, a few hours had passed as they kept getting sidetracked by other conversations. 

"Minnie, I'm tired." Jisung groaned, getting wrapped up in his duvet. 

"Then, go to sleep, baby." Jisung blushed and hid under his blanket. 

"Don't call me that," 

"Why not? It's cute." 

"Because it makes me embarrassed." 

"Okay, princess, just go to sleep. 

"Ugh, that's worse." He complained, peeking over the blanket. 

"I think it's perfect." He winked. "But for real, get some more rest." 

"But I don't want you to just have to sit there on the call while I sleep." 

"I'm tired too, I woke up pretty early. We can take a nap together, mmkay?" Jisung nodded and propped his phone up on some extra pillows he wasn't using. "Play that playlist you usually play while we're on the bus." Jisung played the music off of his computer and set it to a low volume. The two of them lay there, listening to the music, just enjoying the other's presence, even if it was over a screen. Jisung started to fall asleep first and Minho smiled as the younger dozed. "Cute baby." He whispered before he fell asleep on his end too.