paris | minsung ✔️

02 ♡

"let's fuck so loud that the neighbors complain,
spend our days under snow white duvets"

the pair stumble back into the dark room, only lit by the moonlight shining through the curtains. neither wanting to disconnect their lips. nor separate their bodies. they fit too perfectly together.

minho gently pushes jisung onto the bed, hovering over him. kissing all over his features.

the younger male whimpers when minho moves away to take off his clothes, helping jisung take his off too.

minho delicately rubs at jisung's waist, whispering softly into his ear as he prepares the younger. leaving soft kisses on his jawline.

not many words are spoken as the two finally connect their bodies. just soft whimpers and moans. some a bit too loud. causing the neighbors to bang on the walls. the pair laugh. connecting their foreheads, and simply adoring each other's presence.

a comforting warmth is encompassing jisung as he wakes up to the sound of birds chirping. soft sheets wrap his body. hands around his waist. holding him delicately. almost lovingly. but that can't be.. we've only just met.

the younger male is awoken from his thoughts at the movement next to him. he's pulled closer to a freshly awoken minho. "mornin." a raspy voice echoes through the small room. minho's apartment. "morning." jisung's decides to not think about anything besides the adorable male in front of him for now.

minho softly traces jisung's features. his messy bed head all over the place; but he doesn't seem to mind how messy he looks right now. he just cares about memorizing each inch of the younger boys face. not wanting to look away for even a second.

"did you sleep well, pretty love?" jisung's heart thumps at the cute pet name, and the loving gaze of the older. "mmh." he can only muster a small hum, worried his voice will falter if he spoke. the older male in front of him had too large of an affect on him. it was too early in the morning for such a thing. his heart was too weak.

"i wasn't too hard on you, love?" he teasingly wiggles his eyebrows, but worry is evident in his voice. jisung playfully slaps his chest. still answering the ridiculously pretty male. ".. you were treating me so lovingly.." he mumbles, evidently flustered. feeling his face and ears heat up. glancing away from the older male.

minho finds this amusing, and coos at the younger male. "because.. you're too pretty and delicate to not treat preciously." that was it. jisung squealed. very very audibly. there was no way he could play it off. so he did the next best thing. he hid in minho's chest. completely forgetting that the older male doesn't have a shirt on. minho starts brushing his fingers through jisung's hair. not being able to contain the smile on his face. lovely. all he could think about was how absolutely lovely the boy in his arms is.

don't worry. jisung made sure to call a very worried hyunjin to tell him that he's alright, and that he found a friend that's been showing him around. he just fell asleep at his place.