Stray Kids- Oneshots (boyxboy)

Night trip-Minsung#6

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Han Jisung had never been more grateful for the darkness that shrouded the inside of the van. With Minho's head resting on his shoulder and the other members of their band fast asleep except for Chan who was driving, Jisung had no one to talk to but his own thoughts. And right now, his thoughts were consumed by the boy sleeping beside him.

Jisung had been attracted to Minho since the moment they met, but he never thought anything could come of it. Minho was outgoing, confident, and always surrounded by friends. Jisung, on the other hand, was quiet, reserved, and often found himself lost in his own thoughts.

But over time, Jisung found himself becoming more comfortable around Minho. They started to spend more time together, whether it was practicing for their performances or just hanging out after their shows. And every time they were together, Jisung could feel his heart racing, his palms sweating, and his face flushing.

But he never had the courage to tell Minho how he felt. He didn't want to risk ruining their friendship, or worse, being rejected and losing Minho altogether.

As the van continued on its journey, Jisung's thoughts were interrupted by Minho shifting in his sleep. Jisung's heart skipped a beat as Minho's head slid down from his shoulder and landed on his lap. Jisung froze, unsure of what to do. He didn't want to wake Minho, but he also didn't want to make any sudden movements and risk waking the others.

So he sat there, frozen, with Minho's head resting on his lap, and his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't help but think about how close they were, how warm Minho felt against him, and how much he wanted to tell him how he felt.

But before he could even contemplate making a move, Minho stirred and slowly opened his eyes. Jisung's heart raced as he looked down at Minho, unsure of what to say or do.

"Hey," Minho murmured, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

"Hey," Jisung replied softly, his heart racing.

Minho sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Did I fall asleep on you?" he asked, a small smile forming on his lips.

Jisung nodded, still unable to find the words to speak.

"I'm sorry," Minho said, his smile fading slightly. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

Jisung shook his head quickly. "No, it's okay," he said, finally finding his voice. "I didn't mind."

Minho's smile returned, and he reached over to give Jisung's hand a reassuring squeeze. "Good," he said softly. "I'm glad."

The two sat in silence for a few moments, neither one sure of what to say. But as they sat there, Jisung realized that he couldn't keep his feelings bottled up any longer.

"Minho," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Minho turned to look at him, his eyes filled with concern. "What is it, Jisung?"

Jisung took a deep breath, gathering his courage. "I know this might sound weird, but I've had feelings for you for a while now," he said, his words coming out in a rush.

Minho's eyes widened in surprise, but before he could respond, Jisung continued.

"I know we're friends, and I don't want to risk losing that, but I just couldn't keep it to myself any longer," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Minho sat there for a moment, his expression unreadable. Jisung's heart was pounding in his chest, and he couldn't help but wonder if he had made a huge mistake.

But then, Minho smiled, and Jisung felt his heart soar.

"Jisung, I had no idea," Minho said, his smile widening. "But I want you to know that I feel the same way."

Jisung's eyes widened in surprise. "You do?" he asked, his heart racing.

Minho nodded, taking Jisung's hand in his own. "I've been too scared to say anything, but I've had feelings for you for a long time too," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jisung couldn't believe it. After all this time, Minho felt the same way he did. He felt like he was on top of the world.

Without another word, Jisung leaned in and pressed his lips to Minho's. It was a soft, gentle kiss, but it was filled with all the love and passion they had been holding back for so long.

As they pulled away, Jisung looked into Minho's eyes and smiled. He knew that this was only the beginning of their journey together, but he couldn't wait to see where it would take them.

The van continued on its journey, with Jisung and Minho's fingers intertwined as they sat together in the back seat, surrounded by their sleeping friends. But for the first time in a long time, Jisung felt truly happy, knowing that he had finally found the courage to tell Minho how he felt, and that Minho felt the same way.

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