𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕊𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕋𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕟? // 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

𝘛𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘚𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯

Saturday

Hyun

jin, come over.
i'm mad at minho. 

what happened????

if you come over, i'll tell you.

can i bring seungmin?
we're together rn

idc.
just get here.

be there in 10. 

Jisung was getting impatient. Ten minutes felt like ten years. The couple finally got there and went up to Jisung's room. 

"What happened, Ji? I thought you were supposed to be spending the whole weekend with him," Hyunjin asked. 

"Yeah, I was, but I had Chan drive me home," Jisung explained what had happened just an hour earlier. Both Hyunjin and Seungmin just listened quietly, trying to understand the situation entirely. 

"That's bullshit, dude. You were literally trying to help him. Why the fuck would he just blow up on you like that?" Hyunjin was steaming. 

"Exactly, bro. That's why I fucking left. I didn't tell Chan what happened, but I'm assuming Minho did." 

"That's so rude of him. Like, what the hell? I can't believe he did that."  Hyunjin and Jisung went back and forth for a few minutes just letting off steam before realizing Seungmin hadn't said anything. 

"What do you think, Minnie? You're being quiet." 

"Okay, I just think that if he was really that stressed, you can't hold that against him." Hyunjin opened his mouth to speak, but Seungmin shushed him before continuing. "You can be upset, certainly, I'd be upset too. But, don't get too mad at him. He probably feels bad for it now, but he can't take back his words. You can feel your feelings, it's perfectly reasonable. But if he was as stressed as you made it seem, he probably just reached his breaking point and took it out on you by accident. Of course, that is his mistake to fix, but if he comes to you trying to fix things, don't hold it against him." 

"Okay, but Jisung can hold that against him. He took his anger out on him and hurt his feelings. He has every right to be upset." 

"He can fully be upset, I said that. But if Minho tries to fix things, I just don't think that it should still be held against him." 

"I'm happy I have someone as level-headed as Seungmin to keep both of us from blowing things out of proportion." Jisung laughed. "I think that I agree with both of y'all. I'm just gonna wait for him to try to fix things. But I will be very much so upset in the meantime." 

-- 

Monday

"How'd it go?" Chan questioned, watching Minho lay down on the couch exhausted. 

"I have no idea," Minho groaned. "My professor said grades should be up by Saturday night." 

"Don't tell me you're literally gonna check your grades on your birthday," Chan laughed. 

"Hell yeah, I am. I'm checking as soon as it's posted." Chan was about to speak, but Minho popped up, a burst of energy hitting him all at once. "I need to call Jisung." Minho ran towards his room, pulling up his boyfriend's number. He sat down on the bed, staring at the 'call' button. He was terrified that Jisung was still mad at him. After battling with himself for a minute, Minho finally called him, putting the phone up to his ear. 

"Hey," Jisung said, quietly. Minho felt all anxiety wash away from one simple word.

"I missed your voice," Jisung couldn't help but giggle at that. A smile grew on Minho's face. "I'm sorry, Sungie. Can you come over?" 

"My parents aren't home right now, so you'll have to pick me up. Is that okay?" 

"Of course it is. I'll be there in twenty minutes, alright?" 

"Sounds good." Minho quickly slipped his shoes on. 

"WISH ME LUCK, CHANNIE~" Minho yelled making his way out of the apartment and to his car. Minho definitely sped on his way there and managed to turn twenty minutes into twelve. "Fuck, I can do this," Minho whispered to himself before gaining up the courage to knock on the door. It was silent for a few seconds before shuffling could be heard behind the door. The door slowly opened and Jisung looked up at Minho with a shy smile. 

"I missed you," Jisung said, afraid to break the silence. 

"I missed you too, Jisung." Jisung moved out of the door, silently inviting the older boy into his house. They made their way into the living room and sat down next to each other. "I am so sorry Jisung. I tried to call you as soon as you left, but Chan wouldn't let me. He told me to wait until after my test so I wasn't stressed out anymore, and it was hell, but I made it through, and literally, the first thing I did when I got home was call you. I missed you so much, I know it was just a few days, and that's entirely my fault, but I missed your smile and your laugh-" 

"Breathe, Min, breathe. It's okay. I forgive you." Minho sat there, his mouth wide open, not knowing what to say. 

"You do?" 

"Of course I do. I love you. If I wasn't over it, I wouldn't have let you come here." Minho grabbed each side of Jisung's face and pulled him in for a deep kiss. Jisung giggled against his lips, but quickly kissed back, missing the sensation. "I missed these sweet lips, baby," Jisung whispered, crawling over into Minho's lap. 

"Yeah?" Minho breathed out, moving his sloppy kisses down Jisung's neck. 

"Mhm," Jisung moaned so quietly it was almost silent, but Minho just barely heard it. As Minho made a masterpiece of Jisung's neck, his hands slowly rubbed the top of Jisung's thighs. All of a sudden, Jisung pulled up off of Minho and put his hand out, helping the younger stand-up. 

"Why'd you get up?" Minho whined. "I was having fun." 

"Maybe a little too much," Jisung teased. "My mom's gonna be home any minute. If she saw that, she definitely wouldn't let me stay the night with you. Wanna go back to your place?" Minho's knees almost went weak from the last question. 

"You make it sound like I'm picking you up at a club," Jisung giggled and messed with Minho's hair. 

"Is that a yes?" Minho nodded and the pair headed out after Jisung shot a text to his mom letting her know where he was. When they entered Minho's apartment, Chan looked up, laughing from the couch. 

"I'm guessing it went well?"

"Very," Minho said with a smug grin before placing a kiss on Jisung's cheek and the two made their way into Minho's room for a very very good time. 

Only like two chapters left. AHHH I can't believe it's almost finished. I started this in November, and the fact that this will now be my fifth (I could be wrong) completed story is wild to me.