Fix You// Minsung

Seventeen🌻

After what Jisung told him Minho had to laugh.

"Like I would ever do that! Kiss you?!" He didn't believe it, although something in his heart was screaming he did.

Jisung rolled his eyes. "Believe it or not you did, and I hate you for it" he sighed. Jisung sat up and thought to himself a bit. "Your dad.. Was he happy for you?" he asked.

Minho furrowed his brows. "What do you mean?" he asked. Jisung sighed. "When he thought we were... A thing.."

Minho cleared his throat and thought back to the moment his father misunderstood the whole thing. Now thinking about it... Minho looked down at his hands. He did look happy.

"I guess" Minho shrugged. "What are you thinking?" He glared. Jisung rolled his eyes. "Well my parents have to collect you and I and I can smell pancakes being made so we'll have to act like we're a couple"

Minho rolled his eyes now. "Or we could just tell him we aren't-"

"And make it seem like you had another fling" Jisung looked at him. Minho glared "You're really taking your chances aren't you" he was mad at Jisung going at him for something he wanted to do.

"Sleeping around? Really? Is that your form of fun?"

"Yes. It's highly fun" Minho replied sitting up. Jisung scoffed "More like highly addictive"

Minho was about to hit him but he stopped again thinking of his dad. He sighed. "Fine. We'll go with your idea"

Jisung looked at him surprised. "Really? Minho is actually compromising with me?" He gasped sarcastically. Minho scoffed. "Don't fucking push it Jisung"

Jisung laughed "Ha! Try me"

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The pair got dressed into new clothes, Jisung borrowed some of Minhos after a long time of bickering over it. Minho threw him a pair of bagggy sweat pants and a t-shirt.

Minho just threw on a hoodie and sweatpants. He hadn't worn them in so long. It had been a long time since he was in his dad's house.

"Good morning you two!" Minhos dad looked so happy looking at the pair. Jisung smiled "Morning Mr. Lee!"

Minho glanced at Jisung and wanted to cringe at how cheerful he was being. "Just call me dad at this point Jisung" He laughed.

Minho looked at his dad shocked. "What? Dad-" His dad cut him off. "I can tell you like him Min, may as well get married"

This was Jisung's turn to be flustered. The two sat down at the dining table in silence. Minhos dad placed some pancakes down on the table. "Help yourselves!"

He sat down across from them. Jisung tucked in while Minho just sat there. "There's nothing wrong with these is there?" He questioned.

His father went to reply but Jisung answered instead. "There's nothing wrong with them babe, just eat" Jisung leaned in and kissed Minhos cheek.

Minho looked at him with wide eyes that held a flame of anger in them but he shoved that down. "Ji... Not in front of my dad" He replied but the obvious two meanings present.

Jisung was just acting this way to annoy Minho. The kiss was just a stab at what Minho did to him last night.

"I must be off" Minho looked at his dad and his face changed. "You still work this much?"

"I have to keep up with demands Minho, you two have fun but not too much fun, if you're gone before I get back then I'll see you around!"

Minho father was quick to leave after.

Minho sighed and hit Jisung's arm. "Ow!" Jisung exclaimed. "What the fuck was that?" Minho glared back.

For the few moments that Minho was actually nicer it quickly faded now. Jisung rolled his eyes. "I just got you back for kissing me last night"

Minho smirked "Is that so?" Jisung nodded but didn't like the smirk Minho gave.

Jisung got up and walked over to put his dish into the sink. He had lost his appetite suddenly and just wanted to move away from Minho.

Jisung placed his plate in the drying rack and dried his hands with a towel. He turned around but jumped when he saw Minho right in front of him. "Yah!" Jisung just about shouted.

Minho pushed Jisung a little to the counter putting his hands on both sides of of the boy trapping him. "Two can play at that game Jisung" Minho smirked.

Jisung didn't want to play a game. A game? Was Minho insane? Then he remembered, Minho was a playboy and probably did this often with the people he had a fling with. Jisung folded his arms.

"It's not a game Jisung sighed. Minho only pushed himself closer to Jisung. They were practically touching chests now. Jisung couldn't help but be flustered.

"Well I want to play one now since you reminded me of how much I love  playing them"

Jisung pushed Minho off of him and walked  back over to the table. "The only games you should be playing are video games"

Minho rolled his eyes "Whatever"

Jisung grinned thinking he won the conversation but Minho had other plans.

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