Always is a Promise {Minsung}

Chapter 3

"Are you ready?"

Jisung turned around, seeing Minho. "Yeah, I'm just about ready. Are you?" He turned back to his mirror.

Minho nodded, moving closer to him. "You look pretty."

Jisung blushed, making eye contact through the mirror. "Thank you. You do too."

Minho moved closer, placing his hands on his waist. Jisung tilted his head back, looking up at him. Minho placed a single kiss on his forehead, patting him.

"Yeah, I think I'm ready." Jisung sat up straight again.

Minho let go of his waist, taking a few steps back. Jisung turned around to face him, holding his hand out. Minho stared down at it.

"Do you want me to hold... your hand?"

Jisung let his hand drop. "No, of course not."

 
Minho grabbed his hand anyways, dragging him out of the room. Jisung looked up at Minho, blushing once again.

"Did not expect that to happen..."

Minho looked back at him. "What were you expecting then?"

"Well, I- I don't know! Not that!"

Minho smirked, squeezing his hand. "Maybe you should expect it more often."

Jisung nodded slowly, looking away from Minho. Minho led him out of the dorm, making their way slowly down the hall. Jisung followed his lead, stuck staring at their hands.

A light chat sprung upon them as they walked off campus and into the city. Shortly enough, they reached the KBBQ. They went inside to the seats Minho reserved for them, the two quickly getting assorted. Minho grabbed the tongs for the grill, clamping them together like he was a crab.

Jisung watched him, laughing softly. "Are you a crab today?"

Minho nodded. "I am!" He moved the tongs closer to Jisung, clapping them as he giggled.

Someone came by and served them as the Minho began to grill for them. Jisung watched him, smiling softly at him. Minho looked up at him, grabbing chopsticks. He picked up a piece of grilled meat, holding it up to Jisung.

"Minho- I can feed myself-" Jisung protested.

"Open your mouth, Jisung." He cut off.

Jisung opened his mouth with hesitation, letting Minho feed him. Jisung blushed deeply as Minho proceeded to hand him the chopsticks. Jisung looked away from Minho as the older began to laugh.

"Why are you so embarrassed by that?"

Jisung shrugged. "Just seems way too coupley for us."

"That's for you. I personally think it's funny when we act like a couple without actually being one. Besides, this is all harmless." Minho fed himself, putting more meat on the grill.

"My heart is gonna explode because of you."

Minho laughed more. "Awwe, you like me~"

"Minho, I fucking hate you."

Minho rolled his eyes, taking meat off the grill and adding more. "You love me. You can't deny it."

"What type of love?" Jisung said as he began to panic internally.

He shrugged, eating more. "That's up to you. What do you feel for me?" Minho looked at him with a knowing look.

"I- Minho, what the fuck are you going off about."

"I have no clue. Do you think I understand anything I do?"

"Ah... cool..." Jisung slowly fed himself.