Tempted✿Minsung

Mall Spree

Jisung's POV

Today was my day off which ment I could do whatever I felt like doing or so I thought I was until I heard the sound keys jingling in my lock. I could one take one guess who that could be...Lee Minho.

Great might as well grab my pants and put them on before he getting his head down in a very- okay yeah I'm not going to finish that sentence. He pops his head through the door once he opened the door. "Hello is anyone home? Oh well what a surprise. So you got a day off today?" He smiles happily. "Good, that means we can go places and have more time together" he links his arm in mine as I'm trying to put my belt on.

Wait- perky mood and Minho, two things that don't mix, so why are they mixing now? What kind of hell is he trying to bring me into?

"So I saw that there was a new dessert place that opened up in the mall and I wanted to try it with you. They are also doing a drawing which I'm not going to tell you what for until we arrive or if we win." He must be something good or he wouldn't bother.

"Fine. I'll pay the dessert bill this time, but you get to drive." I normally hate driving ever since the car wreck and it always made me anxious thinking I was going to end up like my mother.

He nods as we begin walking to the car and pulls me closer to him and rubs my shoulder "Calm down Jisung, you are safe" he kissed my forehead and got into the drivers side as I gave him the key to my car since his car is waiting for a part at the mechanic still.

Once we arrived at the mall, there were several people lined up for the raffle. Almost a line a mile long "maybe we should just try another time." I looked at Minho. He nudges me lightly lacing his hand with mine.

"We might still have a shot at this. Have a little faith. I'm feeling lucky this time."

"Like hell you are with this many people"

"Naughty boys shouldn't be talking like that" he tells me which I shouldnt be surprised at this point. I mean he is nothing but naughty himself, maybe alter ego. God that would be even scarier.

"Fine let's make a bet then" His dark brown eyes met mine with his eyebrow raised as I said that.

"Okay, whats the terms?" He smirks, I got his interest now let's sink the bait. Even though technically he would be the bolder one to do this but I figure its most likely impossible anyways so why not give it a shot.

"If you lose, we stay in the apartment and do something there,if you win, then you can have one request that I can't say no to." I have a feeling that this may or may not go bad quickly

"Fine deal." He kisses me quickly which made me blush hard, I'm not if it was because of my body's reaction to him or to him kissing me in public. He leans down and whispers in my ear "and sealed with a kiss"

Minho's Pov

So this is what he bets on, he just keeps on getting bolder. I mean the truth is, yes there seems like there is a lot of people which means they half ass shake it and who ever puts in it last has a 80 percent chance of possibly winning.

We are next in line, I tear off a piece of paper from the now gone raffle tickets filling out our names,address and phone numbers.  The spokesperson shakes up the clear box filled with the tickets and calls out "Lee Minho and Han Jisung, Congratulations you won a trip to the bahamas for the weekend with a suite at a fine hotel and 1,000 dollars in spending cash.

And bam, lucky us, better even in my case. His eyes met mine in excitement.
"This isn't a prank is it?" I shook my head. This might just be the trip of our lives. A trip that he well deserves.

I got the information and called the hotel that the spokesperson told me the hotel and everything that was needed. They gave me a gift card for the spending money and I checked the amount with a store clerk just in case it was a scam.

"So when do I need to be ready by?" Jisung asked. I could tell that he was nervous and excited at the same time.  One of the habits I noticed he does when he is anxious is rub his knuckles. I laced my hand with his again in order for him to calm down.

I placed my hand on his wrist. His heart rate is back to his normal when he is around me. Seems like he has social anxiety which means this vaction will be perfect for him. I just happened to see it when I was in here the other day to buy a new belt.

We started heading toward the dessert place called "Dessert Haven". I studied his gorgeous face for a moment before looking at the reservations for the hotel to answer him. Oh shit. One thing I might have missed.

"About that.. well it's tommorow meaning that we will have to pack tomorrow in order to be on the plane at.." I checked the flight tickets. Son of a bitch. If this couldn't have been any better to add to comedy today.

"Yeah about that... the flight is at 3:00 AM."