Minsung Oneshots

An Autumn Afternoon

Various shades of yellow, red, orange leaves rustled against each other as much had fallen from the large, tall trees that covered the golden late-day sunlight.

Two males, hand in hand, were walking down the calming, bird-chirping street in silence. Their boots crushing the dry, dead leaves beneath their feet as they strolled.

Jisung took in the chilly air that crashed through their faces, undoubtedly letting out a grunt of slight discomfort, his eyebrows furrowed together. While his hand shivered a little more when another wave of cold air collided into their bodies.

"What's wrong, Hannie?" He heard Minho's calming voice called out to him. The shivering boy looked up to the taller male's face before gently shaking his head. "Nothing, just cold..."

Minho gave him a smug look. "I can tell, your hands are freezing as fuck." He agreed, causing a light giggle from the shorter.

"Yours are just too warm." Jisung muttered out while he gripped tighter onto Minho's hand.

Minho stared at him with so much love and affection in his eyes. He pulled the younger closer to his body, his hands securely cupping Jisung's ones as he soothingly rubbed his thumbs across the other's fingers, trying to ease the coldness from getting to him.

Then, he brought Jisung's hands up to his lips and placed gentle kisses on them. Minho smiled tenderly at the boy in front of him, who was also having that sweet smile on his face which he adored so so much.

"Better?" Minho let out a warm breath of air. In which Jisung nodded enthusiastically and giggled once more, his face decorated with the color of pinkish red.

"Better." Jisung couldn't contain his smile as it just kept getting bigger, eyes were lost in Minho's pretty brown ones.

"I don't understand. You are literally wearing one more layer of clothing than me and you're like, way colder than the fridge at home?" Minho teased, followed with a snort.

Jisung looked at him with a dirty look and slapped his arm. "Shut up! I am not!" He scoffed and looked away from Minho, pretending to act offended.

"Oh? Want me to shut up, eh?" Minho wasn't done with his teasing. And this made Jisung blushed like a madman, trying to hide the darker redness on his face.

The shorter pouted and unlaced their fingers, picking up his pace to walk further away from the taller male. "I changed my mind, you can keep talking. I'm going home."

Minho laughed and caught up to the sulky boy in no time, hooking their arms together once again and pecked him on the temple. "C'mon, don't act like you don't want it. Nobody's even here except us anywa-"

Before he knew it, Jisung tiptoed to reach the male's height and placed a quick kiss on his lips. It happened so quick, the next thing Minho saw was a mad-blushing Jisung who's face seemed as if it was about to pop off anytime soon.

The smaller had a small grin plastered on his face, he looked so precious Minho had to resist himself from putting him in his pocket and protect him at all costs.

"Let's go home?" The still flushed Jisung squeaked out as he bashfully connected their fingers, but his eyes were still glued to the ground of autumn leaves.

Minho smiled at his boyfriend so lovingly before giving another kiss on the other's red cheek. "Mhm, let's go."

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