Fuming Minho stared the younger down.
The others watery eyes begged him to stop yelling.
For some reason Minho's heart was swelling at the others eyes. Jisung stood up to push Minho away forgetting about the cuffs.
Angry Minho pushed Jisung back down on the couch.
The younger felt his emotions whirl at the rough gesture.
"Fuck you." Jisung spoke not meeting the olders eyes.
Minho moved forward to grab the fabric of Jisung's shirt in his free fist.
"The fuck did you say." Minho spoke low his firey eyes meeting Jisung's opposing watery ones.
Jisung had never seen the older so furiously sexy.
Acting on impulse Jisung lunged forward connecting his lips to the others.
Passionately kissing the older he was pulled up to stand ultimately disconnecting their lips from the movement.
Jisung felt his tears get ready to fall again at the rejection until he was tossed on his back onto the couch with the older atop him.
"You little slut. Think I'll forgive you if you're a good enough fuck?" Minho spoke kissing down the others neck stopping to nibble above his collarbone.
Jisung let out a heavy groan of pleasure at the degradation and the feeling of the older.
"Shit." Jisung shivered out arching his back as more marks were placed on his skin.
Minho took his hands snaking them around Jisung's waist to clasp behind the others back.
Not caring that his hand was being dragged with, Jisung used his free hand to run through the olders tangled silver locks.
Promptly yanking on said locks the older breathed heavily against Jisung's skin.
Tucking his forehead into the youngers neck he ended his sexual advances towards the other.
"Minho?" Jisung called out as the other collapsed his full body onto Jisung's.
Quickly catching on Jisung was able to maneuver the limp body and lift it and stand.
He walked to Minho's bedroom tucking the elder into his side of the bed and then tucking himself in.
The elder had not spoken once and yanked Jisung over to push his face back into the others neck.
Jisung kissed Minho's head and then allowed sleep to take his body.
~
"Jisung." Minho spoke looking at the other with a bright flush overtaking his features.
"Can we end this fighting?" Minho innocently asked pulling his knees to his chest and resting his chin on them.
"Please." Jisung spoke a tear trickling down his face.
"Hyung I'm so sorry. I'm such an asshole." Jisung pushed using his free hand to cover his teary eyes.
"No no I'm sorry that I intervened when it wasn't my place." Minho spoke reaching over and grabbing the others wrist to pull it away from his shiny eyes.
Slowly Minho snaked his hand up interlocking his fingers with Jisung's.
"I think part of the reason I was so angry was that I was so in love with you that the thought of you seeing that I wasn't as good as you killed me." Jisung spoke true from his heart refusing to meet the man's eyes.
Moving forward Minho brought his hands to cup the others fluffy cheeks.
"I would never think that of you." He whispered with so much sincerity it made Jisung begin to cry.
Minho wiped the others salty tears the second they fell from the shiny brown orbs.
"I missed you so much hyung." Jisung spoke pushing forward to hug the older who held him just as tight.
"I remember how we got picked back in school for the most likely to be soulmates superlative." Minho chuckled patting the strawberry blonde locks sprouting from the boys head.
"In my head we are made for each other." Minho whispered to the boy who shot his head up to stare into a pair of lovesick eyes.
"Like whoever decided to create us and our personalities, sculpted us like puzzle pieces that fit perfectly together." Jisung completed as the two began giggling.
"Hey wanna have some fun?" Minho asked ideas popping into his head.
"Of course I do." Jisung responded.
~
The two boys sat on top of an abandoned building in the middle of the city.
They had brought a blanket, pillows, ice cream, a speaker for music, cookies, and weed.
Currently they were no longer attached.
After making a promise to Felix of round trip tickets to Australia for him and Hyunjin, he gave away where the keys were hidden.
Not that the two men were far apart.
Jisung was sitting up with a blunt between his lips.
Minho rested his head on the others lap as cold gusts of wind grasped them.
In the background faint music played differing from indie to slow to metal and many other genres.
The two were incredibly content as Jisung passed the blunt to Minho and then began eating some ice cream they had bought.
Spring nights in Seoul were chilly but beautiful with a few visible stars in the usually cloudy city.
The two stared out at the city lights and traffic of the lively city.
"Minho."
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
The older boy sat up to meet the others eyes.
Promptly he connected their lips in a sweet kiss with the smoke from the hit Minho just took passing between their mouths.
Pulling away he kissed the others nose.
"Love you too Ji."
~
"The fuck." Chan deadpanned at the two uncuffed men holding hands in his living room.
"We're dating now." Minho nonchalantly stated moving to stand behind Jisung to wrap him in a back hug.
"I hate you asshats." Chan spoke before returning to his room.
"Does this mean I get your bedroom?" Changbin asked Jisung with hopeful eyes.
"I suppose." He rolled his eyes as the older cheered and ran off.
Jisung rested his head on Minho's shoulder closing his eyes for a minute.
"Never leave me okay?" Jisung whispered. The older tightened his grip.
"Never."
"Never?"
"Never."
~
