𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥 ♡ MinSung

Ch. 105

After a while the two of them had stopped saying anything, and simply stood in silence. Jisung was leaning against the elder, using his one not-in-a-sling arm to hold onto Minho's shirt.

He felt like he needed to hold on to some part of the elder, just to make sure he didn't actually slip away.

The more he thought about it, the more Jisung was convinced that they could make a relationship work between the two of them. They did love eachother right? What could stop them?

After Jeong-Hoon and JinYoung were gone, the only issue they would really face would be Jisung's father. How would they hide it? And wouldn't they have to hide it forever?

Maybe once Jisung turned 18 he could move out to live with Minho, and that way his father had no say in the matter... but that wasn't really a realistic plan.

First of all, he didn't want to end his relationship with his father like that, and second of all, if Jisung was 17 right now, by the time he was 18, they're relationship would still be so young. It would be too quick to move in with one another.

Perhaps along the way they would be able to convince Mr. Han that it was all okay..? But that was a little bit of a stretch. Maybe they would just have to hide it until they were ready to move in with one another.

But that still posed an issue, well, actually more of a concern. How would his father react if he found out prematurely? Or when he found out at all?

Jisung was scared to be abandoned by his father over something like this..

So then, Jisung was actually starting to wonder if they should even date, but he didn't say anything about it out loud. Instead, he got Minho's attention, "Minho?" He asked, disturbing the peaceful silence.

"Hm." The elder hummed in response.

"My father is going to be on a business trip for two days.." Jisung said, as if to hint at something.

"Oh?"

"Yeah.. can you stay for a little longer?" Jisung was nervous to ask, worried that his advances would get rejected.

"If you want me to. Are you asking me to stay the night? Or just today." Minho's voice sounded very comforting; his mouth being just a little ways above Jisung's ear.

"I think just today.. you have to be at school tomorrow. Right?"

"Mm. Tomorrow is Wednesday." He nodded. Jisung didn't miss the way Minho's hands traveled around his lower back delicately, moving a little farther down.

Though it may seem like it, Jisung had no intentions of doing anything erotic tonight. It might take him a while to want to start that up again.

Jisung pulled back a little bit to look the older boy in the eyes, placing his hand lightly over his cheek, "Why can't we be in love forever?"

Minho felt his heart rate speed up, hearing the words in love. Was that what they were..?

In love...

"Because precious," Minho smiled softly, "We're all going to die someday. We have the hearts of a mortal."

Jisung blinked slightly, "Do you ever wish you were immortal?" He asked.

Minho shook his head without a thought of hesitation, "No. I suppose I just want to live while I can— hopefully with you." He added at the end.

Jisung smiled widely now, feeling the butterflies in his stomach awaken. He leaned in quickly and left a soft peck on Minho's nose, then letting go and walking away, "To my bedroom we go."

Minho agreed, pacing after him. He still felt Jisung's lips leaving their mark on his skin. He smiled dumbly, admiring the younger boys carefree persona as he skipped up the stairs.

This would be the second time he had entered Jisung's home, and hopefully not the last. He loved the decorations in the boy's room; he thought they communicated his personality flawlessly.

"I'm sorry, it's a slight mess right now, but I swear I meant to clean it up later tonight." Jisung said sheepishly. He picked a few articles of clothing off the floor and placed them into the hamper.

Minho took a quick glance over at the closet, reminding him of something. He smiled slyly and looked over at Jisung, "Whatever happened to those fancy clothes of yours."

Jisung furrowed his eyebrows, "You mean my suit?" He asked.

"No.." Minho couldn't help but laugh to himself, "Surly you remember when I brought over those presents..." he hinted.

Jisung face suddenly flushed red, remembering how Minho had seen him in those feminine clothes, "Thats was," he stuttered out, "That was a one time thing." He attempted to look away.

"So you've only worn that stuff one time?"

Jisung nodded.

"And I was the only one lucky enough to see you in them?"

Jisung froze, "Well I mean—"

"You mean? What? It's true isn't it? I was the only person to ever see you wearing such provocative clothing?" Minho teased. It had been a while since he had the pleasure of making Jisung blush like this, and he enjoyed it thoroughly.

Jisung pouted, refusing to make eye contact, "But did you.. did you at least think it looked nice?" He muttered.

Minho couldn't help but laugh, "Did I think it looked nice? Of course. I wouldn't be mad if you wore that stuff more often."

Jisung smiled to himself. He had forgotten how nice it felt to be complimented, especially by Minho, "Maybe I'll do it again?"

"Oh?"

"Just for you.." Jisung smiled wider, placing a quick kiss on Minho's cheek.

The elder was left rather startled at the sudden appearance of confidence, but he wasn't complaining...