•minsung oneshots•

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now their timetabled lessons had ended, minho and jisung were sitting together on a slight grassy hill that overlooked the campus' car park.

the distance between them was painful for them both, but they knew it was more than necessary.

"so, am i still okay to come over tomorrow?" jisung asked his boyfriend as he rested his chin on his knees.

"of course," minho nodded, quickly holding a stern expression. "but you can't be remotely affectionate with me and..."

he let out a sigh as he looked over jisung's flamboyant outfit. "no pretty outfits."

the younger pouted as he stroked the frill of his shirt.

"but i wanted to wear my light blue skirt!"

"and fuck, jisung, you know how much i love seeing you in it." minho almost groaned as he pictured the image in his mind. "but you really need to sell that you're straight."

"min!" jisung whined. "i haven't done that since..."

he began counting in his head before huffing and turning back to the older. "...since birth!"

as much as minho wanted to laugh, it was overridden by how nervous he was for his boyfriend to come over and for his parents to remain unaware that jisung was just that.

"i know, baby." minho spoke quietly. "but just think, you only have to keep up the front for a few visits. then, my parents will trust you enough for us to be home alone."

jisung's lips curled into a smirk as he raised his eyebrows.

"and then?"

minho caught on immediately.

"yes," he laughed, "that can possibly start happening at my house."

jisung giggled as he gently poked minho's hand, usually the level of affection minho was comfortable with outside of jisung's house.

"well, i'll spend the day with channie hyung and see if he can give me tips for being straight." 

minho smiled at the younger as he nodded.

"okay, baby. tomorrow, meet me outside the school gate, deokhyun is aware he's to drive you home with me."

"you got it, min." jisung smiled before sighing. "i just wish i could least hold your hand."

minho frowned as he looked around before gently poking jisung's knee.

"i'm sorry, love." he spoke quietly. "i wish it was different."

jisung waved his hand in dismissal. looking back up to minho from the ground, holding a small smile as he shrugged. "as long as i know you don't love me any less, i don't care."

minho shook his head, unable to hold back such a fond look at jisung as he sighed.

"i love you too much to do that."

"and i love you." jisung's smile somehow widened even more before the quick beep of a car horn caught their attention.

"that'll be my dad." the younger quickly got up and turned his body away from minho, lifting his long shirt slightly as he tried to look behind him. "no grass stains?"

"your ass looks great, baby." minho spoke lowly, his eyes stuck to how his boyfriend's trousers perfectly hugged his shape.

jisung lightly scoffed. "that wasn't the question, but thank you." he lightly chuckled before hauling his bag over his shoulder and properly looking down at minho.