Romeo and Juliet [Minsung]

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Minho found comfort in laying on his boyfriends lap, while Jisung would trace the scars on his chest with a soft smile on his pink lips. Fresh out of the shower the two were on their bed cozy as they seemed to find comfort in eachothers silence. Jisung certainly outsmarted beauty out there for he was a boy written by a female author. Flawed but perfect. Jisung thought the same about Minho and it was like a match made in heaven.

"I love you." Minho turned burying his face into the beauty's tummy making him giggle.

"It tickles baby.....Also I love you more." Jisung scrunched his nose shaking his face teasingly at Minho. "Baby?" He runs his fingers through the purple locks.

"Hmm?" The vibration on Jisung's tummy make his giggle again.

"How can one fall in love so soon? Are you sure that Romeo and Juliet actually loved each other or was it all a spur of the moment?" Jisung whispered drawing circles on Minho's bear body.

"I'm certain that it was just infatuation, they just met at a ball and he wanted to marry her the next day so.........I believe love at first sight, I fell for you and I'm still shamelessly falling but if I had wanted to marry you the next day I met you, I'd be called a pervert. Literally." Minho sat up chuckling as he lent on Jisung's chest patting him to slid down a little to which he did.

"True, well Shakespeare was too gay to understand how straight relationships work." Jisung's hearty laugh made Minho smile. It was so contagious he just couldn't hold back.

"That night after we umm had sex I wanted you to sleep with me but we were late and we didn't have much time left. Will you sleep beside me and not on the bed over there?" Minho hugged Jisung's tiny waist.

"Why are you so cute?! I've always dreamt of it!" Now that made Minho lift his head to see Jisung.

"You've had dreams about me?" The younger boy blushed shyly but both of them knew they've had eachother on their mind for years.

"Yes baby! Now kiss me." He whined smiling as he was rewarded with the kids he's been waiting for hours.

"I'm hungry." Minho smirked between the boys lips.

"My ass is still sore Minho." Jisung giggled again, he had been so bubbly and giggly it gave Minho a thousand reasons to want to hold on.

"Oh okay let's sleep then!!" The older slumped beside Jisung and pretended he was actually sleeping.

"Hey no.....Love me!! Hyung? I'm sorry please don't be mad I was jok- hyung!!!" Jisung shook Minho awake but he wouldn't budge so he started panicking.

"I'm not dead yet calm down." Minho chuckled, Jisung started crying at that.  "Jagiya no I'm sorry." But he knew he hurt Jisung by saying that. The younger pushed him off when he tried to hug him.

"I hate you!! I fucking hate you! Don't do that to me!!" The younger screamed into Minho's chest as he was crushed into the tightest hug ever.

"I'm sorry Princess. I'll never do that again okay? I promise." Minho whispered kissing the soft blue tuff of hair.

Rehearsals were finally coming to an end, everyone was so mesmerized by Minho that it made poor Han Jisung insecure, perhaps he wasn't good enough for Minho? What if he would be better off with someone else? Those thoughts tortured him and he felt awful, his limbs hurt, everything did yet his heart hurt more.

"Hyung has never even thought of anyone besides you Jisung. Stop over thinking." Felix caught Jisung's attention while he removed his makeup.

"He....He looks so good with them. Like I'm nothing compared to how those girls and boys look like." Jisung's lower lips wobbled. "I-I love him so much Lix." When he hugged Felix that moment for the first time in 10 years the younger boy couldn't contain his happiness.

"He loves you more. I missed you Sungie." Felix pouted a little.

"I missed you too. I-I......Let's catch up okay? And don't tell Minho I'm being an idiot." Jisung smiled.

Tomorrow would be the day the drama would take place competeting between eight different universities. And Jisung was now on the bed that Momo has laid out for her movie, dressed in a satin red strappy nightdress, rolled up to his thighs and Minho hovered him with the lacy white satin princely classic shirt with a black string lazily holding it together. When the cue to start had slammed, their lips meet as they kiss, it was the night after Romeo marries Juliet, their first night together, where she'd loose her virginity to her husband. It wasn't explicitly taken, just vague moments of Minho sucking Jisung's neck creating hickeys. The way his toes curled, his nails scratched his boyfriends neck. It was all in Momo's movie. When they left their room, Jisung still sat on the bed as Juliet.

"You look gorgeous." Minho locked the door as he lent on the door.

"Beauty not admired is a sin you know." Jisung pulled off the annoying wig as he let his blue hair fall freely.

"Let me love you then?" Minho removed his shirt coming towards Jisung.

"Make up for the years you could have loved me. After I turned 16.......that's seven years." Jisung looked up at Minho kissing the scar on the olders heart.

"Seven rounds?" Minho gasped with a lopsided cocky smile.

"It's my wedding night Romeo." He teases, Minho lays him on the bed carefully, kneeling between Jisung's legs, he lifts a doll like limb and started butterfly kissing his soles then his shin, leaving marks of love.

"Mine." Jisung blushes when Minho growls low and dominantly like a wild cat about to scratch the living daylight off of you. Their eyes lingering into to one another, their smiles so genuine but unfortunately Chan was on his way to watch the drama that would unfold tomorrow.