Fix You// Minsung

Twenty🌻

"Y-Yeah.. " he said. "You can"

Minho looked at Jisung's eyes once more before leaning in and pressing his lips onto Jisung's. He was softer than Jisung thought.

Minho slowly moved his lips against Jisung's. Jisung followed along.

Minho kissed Jisung a little more before biting the boy's lip. Jisung didn't know what Minho did that for, so he opened his eyes a bit and closed them again feeling Minho bite his lower lip again.

Only this time Minho slid his hand down Jisung's chest making the boy gasp a little, giving entry for Minho to push his tongue into Jisung's mouth.

All of this felt foreign to Jisung. He just tried to follow along like he knew what he was doing. Minho's tongue swirled around making Jisung whine.

Oh god Jisung was now highly embarrassed. But he didn't want to pull away.

Minho pushed Jisung down to the floor, getting more aggressive. His hands started to roam down to the end of Jisung's shirt and he started to push it up.

That's when Jisung pulled away.

Minho realised what he was doing and pulled back down Jisung's shirt. "Sorry..."

Jisung was breathless. He stared back up at Minho. This time he felt something. That feeling in his stomach had somehow been calmed yet loud through that whole kiss. He couldn't describe it. It felt... Oddly right.

Minho brought his hand up to Jisung's face and pushed his hair out of his face. "You're so cute" he mumbled.

"And not a bad kisser" Minho chuckled. Jisung blushed. "Thank you?" He replied.

"hm" Minho got off Top of Jisung and sat down. "Can you help me with my work now, I'm satisfied" Jisung sat up.

"Oh... Right yeah"

Minho smirked at how lost in a daze Jisung was. "I liked it by the way"

"Huh?" Jisung looked. Minho brushed Jisung's lips. "The kiss, I really liked it"

Jisung had to tell himself that he only liked the kiss because he hadn't had one in so long. "It was okay... I guess" He replied.

Minho chuckled. "Okay now help me with this algebra or something"

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Later that evening, the four sat at the dinner table, Minho and Jisung were dead silent.

Especially Jisung, usually he would join in some conversations but this time he was completely out of it. He was still mentally kissing Minho.

Minho was always silent at the table, but he held a small grin anytime Jisung was pulled into the conversation after he'd been zoning out for too long.

"Jisung honey, why aren't you eating your dinner?" His mom asked. Jisung looked over at her "Huh?" he spoke sounding out of it.

Minho put down his cutlery and brought his hands up to rest under his chin, his elbows rested on the table. "She asked why aren't you eating" He smiled.

Jisung glanced at Minho and cleared his throat. "I am!.. I'm just tired..." he replied. His mom gave him a small smile.

"I wonder why?" Minho smirked. Jisung glared at him. "I had to put up with you all day"

Minho acted as if he got a stab to the heart. "That one hurt Ji"

Jisung's father chuckled. "You two seem to be getting along better"

Jisung and Minho both looked down at their plates now. "I've noticed too! I'm glad you're both getting along" Jisung's mom added.

Jisung laughed "Only barely..."

Minho hummed "Yeah sure" He looked up at Jisung. Jisung looked back at him and glared. "I'm finished" he pushed the chair back and got up from the table.

"Wait Ji, you barely ate anything-"

"I lost my appetite" He glared at Minho. Minho just laughed.

Minho could get used to this. He always got a good kick out of Jisung when he teased him. Hence why he decided to do that after the night at his dad's.

"Mom, your phone is ringing by the way" Jisung peeped in around the living room door.

His mom nodded and went to answer.

Minho smiled and got up from the table following Jisung to his bedroom.

He knocked on the boy's door and waited for an answer, then he walked in.

Minho never actually saw Jisung's room before but he had to say he was jealous of how cute it was. It was very colourful.

The walls were painted a light blue with one wall covered in posters of God knows what, quotes it looked like.

Jisung's bed was filled with cushions and his bed sheets were a nice shade of grey to go with the blue. He had a dresser in one corner and a walk in wardrobe.

A walk in wardrobe. It was really just a small room in a room filled with his clothes.

Jisung looked over at Minho. "What now?" He asked. Minho closed the door behind him and walked in further to the room.

He went and sat down beside Jisung on his bed.

"Your room is nice" He complimented. Jisung laughed "That's a lot coming from you"

"Oi, I called you cute"

"Mm, did you mean it though?" Jisung retorted. Minho scoffed "You're actually something else I swear"

"Deal with it" Jisung mumbled, looking down at his phone. Minho looked at the wall filled with quotes. "What's with the words on the wall?"

Jisung sighed. "There some of my favourite quotes from songs, books and just random ones I found online"

Minho read a couple. "Bro, some of these are dark" He laughed. "Fools who run their mouths often wound up dead" He read one of them.

He looked at Jisung again. "That's deep and very dark" He spoke. Jisung rolled his eyes "I'm surprised you could even read"

Minho tutted "Yah, I'll have you know-"

"Minho sweetie" Jisung's mom opened the door. Jisung and Minho looked at her. "Your mother wants to go for dinner with you tomorrow, she wants you to meet someone"

Jisung glanced at Minho and he swore he saw his whole playfulness in his eyes just drain into nothing. "Oh" He let out.

Jisung held a small frown. Minho's whole demeanour changed. "Okay..." he said quietly.

Jisung's mom left the room, closing the door behind her. Jisung put his hand on Minho's shoulder after a bit of hesitation.

"Are you okay?" He asked. Minho hummed. His whole face drained of life the moment he heard what Jisung's mom said.

"You don't look alright-"

"I'm fine"

There was a silence. "Are you sure?"

Minho stood up "God stop fucking caring so much Jisung!"

He stormed out of Jisung's room.

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I just watched Young Royals today and I'm honestly shook by the way it ended. My guy just... Left???

I swear I thought he'd go back and kiss his boyfiiiii but nope mkay love that for him.

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Thanks for reading xxxxxxxxxx