not meant to be. | Minsung

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Jisung pulled into the parking lot and parked the car nearly. He stretched for a before getting out and letting Minho out, yadda whatever-
"I love art museums." He sighed. "They're relaxing." He grabbed Minho's hand and kissed his forehead. "And I'm glad I could come here with you."

"Gosh, why are you being so romantic here lately?" Minho giggled before wrapping his arms around his neck. "You're so sweet." Minho pecked Jisungs lips, smiling at him.

"Only for you." Jisung chuckled, wrapping an arm around Minho's waist. He pulled Minho into the museum's art exhibit and sighed. "You should be in a museum like this.. you honestly are 10 times prettier. I don't know why exactly I chose this place- not like I'm gonna look at art when you're right there."

Minho blushed and locked their arms together, maybe just as a reason to touch Jisungs muscles... "You're even more pretty though," Minho said, looking around. "You're so pretty to the point I can't even compare." Minho kissed Jisungs cheek. "I don't deserve you," Minho said, softly sighing as he walked around with Jisung.

"No, you don't. You deserve better." He sighed. "But I'll be better for you." Jisung smiled softly and pointed to a picture. "It's so pretty." The picture contained a young couple roaming in the woods. Jisung had a soft spot for things like this, especially artistic things. "Stand next to it, let me take a picture of you."

Minho looked at Jisung with his eyes widened. "Really..? I don't know though... I haven't had my photo taken in forever, at least I don't think." Minho said, tightening the grip he had on Jisungs arm. And there he was again, his thoughts just swarming his head and Minho blankly stared at Jisung.

"Well, if we're gonna be together again, I think you should know that my camera roll will be full of you." He smiled. "Don't go if you're not comfortable, but I'll have you know that you look gorgeous right now. These pieces of art are nothing compared to what you are."

Minho just blushed, he was probably redder than a strawberry. "Shut up.." Minho mumbled, embarrassed even when Jisung always did this stuff. "You're sweet when you do that but it's embarrassing when I blush because of just something you said." Minho laid his head on Jisungs neck and sighed happily, enjoying the moment when he was having with Jisung.

"Just shows me what I do to you." He chuckles. Then he leaned down to Minho's ear, "you make me feel the same." Jisung whispered, leaving a small kiss on Minho's jaw. He twined their hands together and hugged him, leading him toward a different section.

Minho could've sworn he almost died right then and there. Why was he doing this in public, it's not even like Jisung was giving him basic compliments, NO, Jisung was full-on teasing him. Or at least Minho felt like it was teasing because then Jisung just simply held Minho's hand like nothing had happened. Minho just stayed quiet, still blushing as his mind kept going onto what just happened... and what could've happened if they were home 😍

Jisung just smiled. "You're so adorable when you act like this, just for me." Jisung acted innocent and unaware of Minho's state. Instead, he continued to look at photos and take pictures of them, occasionally mumbling a small, "that's beautiful," or small flirty things like, "they should seriously put a work of art like you in here..", and continued to show Minho around like nothing happened cause slay

Minho's grip on Jisungs hand tightened every single time he said something. Minho didn't know how to feel as Jisung just acted like nothing happened. Should Minho just act like nothing happened? He possibly couldn't, Jisung just filled up his mind. Minho just kissed Jisungs jaw out of nowhere. He didn't even have an idea of what he was trying to achieve. Attention from Jisung? Maybe. Se— ...nooo...?

Jisung looked down at him. "What's wrong? You seem to be a bit less.. talkative.. is everything fine?" He asked, looking the other way to hide his smile. "I won't be able to understand anything you say unless you use your words, right?" Jisung ruffled Minho's hair and sat down on a bench.

Minho sat down beside him, really close, to the point their legs were touching. "I don't know... you just.. you were saying some romantic stuff I guess, and even whispering it in my ear and then kissed my jaw.. then suddenly you act like nothing happened." Minho huffed, staring at Jisung with a pout he didn't realize was there.

"And did me doing that bother you? I'm sorry for upsetting my baby." He said with mock sadness, before laughing a little and kissing Minho's forehead. "You're so adorable, I really can't get enough of you." Jisung ruffled Minho's hair and let out a chuckle again.

"Shut up." Minho said, pushing his hand away. "You really made me confuse, you realize that, right?" Minho said, huffing and staring off into the distance. "You were doing that for fun, weren't you?"

He pulled Minho by the chin to face him. "Hmm.. was I? Seeing your flustered state is very fun to me." He said before lightly kissing Minho's lips. "But I might not have been joking, you'll never know.." 👻

Minho blushed and glanced around, trying to avoid Jisung's gaze. "Why can't I know?" Minho placed his hands on Jisungs thigh. "Don't you want to make me happy?" Minho said, finally making eye contact with Jisung. "Or do you want me to stay upset?" Minho softly kissed Jisung on the lips. "That's really rude of you."

"I guess you'll find out when we get home." He chuckled, standing up and pulling Minho with him. "But, I'm still not done looking around, so I think my baby will have to be a bit patient, hmm?" Jisung smirked and wrapped an arm around Minho's waist, walking back to the elevator to go onto the upper floor.

Minho sighed and slowly nodded. "Okay.." Minho just pouted, slowly following Jisung and looking at art but his mind was not thinking about it. "There's so many colors in this place." Minho said, stating the obvious like some idiot.

Jisung nodded. "It's beautiful. They all tell their own stories, but in one piece of art." He sighed and stared at, tightly holding Minho's hand. "Can we go back home now? This place is kinda boring now and I'm tired." And with perfect timing, he let out a big yawn.

Minho nodded, caressing his cheek. "You're not too tired though? I can drive if you want." Minho said, walking towards the exit after riding back down the elevator. "You also said you'll let me figure out when we get home." Minho pouted, staring at Jisung:

"Maybe." He chuckled. "And it's fine- I'm not too tired, this place just bores me." He said, leading Minho back to the parking lot and driving back home 😭 im so lazy no need to say unnecessary things 😍

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bro I literally hurt my leg muscle now I can't dance until it's healed 😔