I woke up to my head thumping and a weight on my chest, it was Jisung. He was holding my waist tightly and looking at me with a worried look.
"you don't remember do you?" He asked me. The thing is I do remember but I'm still in shock. But I feel okay now seeing his face his cute cute face.
"I remember." He immediately kisses me, my hands quickly travel to his face as I deepen the kiss I can feel him smiling against my lips, which just makes me want to kiss him even deeper.
"Damn." I quickly pull away to see Chan folding his arms watching us. I freeze, he smiles at us.
"Finally." Chan blurts out and quite literally skips away knowing he doesn't have to hear Jisung talk about his unrequited love for Minho.
"I'm so happy Hyung." Jisung says smiling brightly with glowing eyes.
"Please don't call me Hyung, call me Min." Jisung laughs
"how about I call you mine?" Jisung winks at me, I pushed him off me, dying of second hand embarrassment.
Finally after all the rejection all the pain all the hardships, I was finally his and he was finally mine. I love him too, whatever that means.
The end
I hate writing lovedovey stuff ngl.
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FanfictionHan jisung has been my friend for nineteen years, after all those years I realised something, something I thought I was never capable of acknowledging. "Minho did you just call me Hyung?" "yes" "what are you gonna do about it ?" Minho and Jisung ha...
