The second they arrived, all of the boys threw their clothes away and ran to the swimming pool, giggling and yelling, without a care.
Minho and Chan stayed behind, astonished by their friend's behavior, as they giggled at their silliness.
"These kids" Chan said while containing his laugh.
Minho was taking his clothes off with care, he felt really uncomfortable at the moment and he really had a hard time taking his pants off. He wondered for a moment if he shouldn't just stay in his pants and sit down.
He was took out of his thoughts by Chan's voice
"You amaze me Minho" Chan said, not even looking at him.
"Ugh?"
"I think you're amazing" Chan insisted
"Me?"
"Yeah" Chan turned to him with a smile "I'm happy you trust us enough, and I'm happy you're accepting yourself. You've come a hard and long way already, now you can confide in us and let us take your hand for the rest of the way, alright?" Chan said as he patted his hair.
"Okay" Minho answered softly, as Chan winked at him and left to join the others at the swimming pool.
Minho needed those few words, even though he didn't want to admit it. It helped him getting a small push, so he decided to finally take his pants off and join them.
Minho sighed as he started taking his pants off, looking in disgust at his thighs. He passed his fingers through the multiple scars. He hadn't cut in months actually, but the last time he did, he went rough, and they looked terrible. He looked at each one of them, some already scarred, and others still in the process of cicatrizing. He sighed again, louder this time, as he threw his pants aside and stood up, walking to the swimming pool apprehensively.
He entered the water by the stairs, slowly because of how cold it was, but felt suddenly uneasy at how all of his friends were suddenly looking at him.
"What?" Minho asked, scared that they were actually treating him as a freak.
But they weren't. Most of them were just staring at his abs and his shoulders. Minho did was sclupted by greek gods somehow.
"Since when do you have such ripped abs Lee Minho?" Changbin asked as he whined
"For real, I'm drooling right now" Chan said with a laugh as Jeongin gave him a slap behind the head.
Minho smirked cockily, throwing fake strands of his hair behind proudly.
"You're not the only one drooling" Hyunjin said, as he pointed at Jisung. Minho followed his eyes and chuckled as he saw Jisung's face.
The boy had been checking Minho out since he arrived. He stood there, his eyes fixated on Minho's upper body as his mouth was opened wide.
Minho chuckled as he approached the boy in the water and jumped at him, tackling him into the water and drowning him.
Jisung got out of his fantasies the second his head was under water, and he pushed to get out of it, gasping for air the second he came back.
"You're crazy" Jisung exclaimed in between laughs as he jumped on Minho, putting his legs around his waist and trying to drown him too, but to no avail. Minho just laughed and brought the two of them under the water, as he got back up with a gasping Jisung who was gripping him as if his life depended on it.
They stayed in the water for a few hours, just playing around and drowning each other.
Jisung kept on annoying Minho and jumping on him, secretly because he loved getting onto Minho's bare back and having his hands around him.
Minho actually thought the same, even though everyone already knew it. He actually had a hard time keeping his hands away from Jisung's bare waist. He wondered how could Jisung hate his waist when Minho wanted nothing more than to get his hands around it and never leave it again. He actually had to cancel all his dirty thoughts every time their skin made contact. Jisung's skin was addicting and Minho couldn't deny it.
When they were tired of playing in the water, Jisung was the first one to get out of the pool, and that brought Minho to his very limit. He checked out Jisung's body shamelessly, even more because his shorts were sticking on his ass because of the water and Minho swears he lost his mind somewhere in the gutter. He even surprised himself when he breathed in and let out a scattered breath.
Fuck
How can that boy look that hot
Imma lost my mind
As they went back to their spot, they put their towels on the ground, Jisung sharing Minho's one because he had forgotten to ask for one earlier. Minho didn't mind anyway, they were always sticking to each other.
As they sat down, Minho tried to pull his shorts lower discreetly, ashamed of his thighs, until Jisung put his hand on Minho's hand, stopping him.
"Don't stress out" Jisung whispered as he caressed the boy's hand "You look perfect as you are" He added and Minho's heart skipped a bit.
Jisung's hand tentatively started caressing Minho's thigh and Minho gulped.
He didn't mind, he didn't care about his thighs or scars actually, he had forgotten about that for a moment. He just prayed for his dick to not react at the touch right now. I swear he really did lost his mind in the gutter.
They laid down a bit later, trying to appreciate the sun and tan a bit, as they slowly fell asleep in each other's embrace.
And of course, Hyunjin was taking pictures of them, avoiding Minho's thighs, to have some blackmail for later.
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You understand me - Minsung
FanfictionJisung was exactly what Minho needed in his life: a ray of sunshine. "Minho can't live without Jisung, but Jisung can live without Minho" TW: Lots of angst Talks about depression, mental illness Mentions of suicide, SH Also: Fluff, Smut I don't own...