Lee Minho One Shot Book (SKZ)

Jealousy-Minsung

This part contains mentions of bondage and if you're uncomfortable, don't read.
Another smut I decided to write on a whim. Hope you'll like it. If you do, be sure to vote and comment💖

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“Hyunjin for the last time, it's not done like that!” Minho said frustratedly, grabbing the younger’s arms are positioning it in the right way. Setting the angle perfectly, he hit the ball with extreme precision, it rolling off to go hit the black ball which went straight into the hole.

“That's how you play pool. Got it? ” He huffed as the younger blushed embarrassed.

Hyunjin was the one who told Minho to play and himself had no clue how to even hold the stick. They both continued to play for a white a while, Minho leaving no opportunity to flirt with the younger.

All the while, Jisung watched the entire exchange with a pout on his face. He let out a huff of annoyance and stormed off to their shared apartment, all the while Minho was clueless.

“Hah, that was fun. Hannie, I'm home!” Minho called out and heard a small grunt in reply.

Weird. Normally, Jisung would be all over Minho the enter he would enter the house and today he didn't ever hear a 'welcome home.' He removed his shoes and went to their bedroom to see Jisung on the bed with a deep frown on his face.

“Sungie?” Minho asked cautiously, it was rare to see Jisung angry and he knows it isn't pretty when he is mad.

“What's wrong, why are you upset?” Minho asked. Jisung simply got off of the bed and strolled towards Minho in a slow and intimidating way. Minho gulped. Jisung wasn't angry, he was furious. The coldness in his eyes said it all.

He started to back up till his back hit the wall and Jisung caged the older between his arms. He stared coldly at him with dark, hooded eyes and his gaze flicked down to Minho's lips. Subconsciously Minho licked his lips as he stared at his boyfriend with wide innocent eyes.

“Why am I upset? Well, it's cause I saw flirting with Hyunjin and I got jealous. You know I hate it when you get too comfortable flirting with others. It's your nature to make flirty comments and I don't mind that, it's fine. But not when you grab someone’s wrist and lean on them. Touch them while laughing with such innocence.” Jisung said, simultaneously grabbing Minho's wrist and pushing him towards the bed. The older stumbled, his legs hit the edge of the bed and he fell on it, bouncing lightly as he came in contact with the soft material.

Jisung glared at Minho and balled his fists, trying to hold himself back from hurting the older. “You need to learn your lesson. Go and grab the black box from inside the cupboard and don't stall.” Jisung commanded and Minho quickly went to retrieve the item.

He was always curious of what was inside that box but now that he saw the darkness in Jisung’s eyes, he no longer wanted to know. Nonetheless, he knew he shouldn't make Jisung more mad so he quickly brought the box and placed in front of Jisung. Minho sat the bed, back against the headboard.

“Good kitten. Now join your wrists together and hold them out for me.” Minho once again did as instructed and his eyes widened when he saw Jisung tying him up with a bright blue ribbon which was then tied to the headboard. The knot was tight and wouldn't open even if he tugged at it with all his might.

“Close your eyes, kitten.” Minho was now blindfolded  and Jisung pulled at his legs, making the make lie down on his back, his hands tied securely above his head to the headboard. He felt something around his neck and realized it was a leash.