Hater (l.m.h x h.j.s)

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Jisung and Minho sat on Minho's bed, the younger's sniffles was the only thing heard in the room. "Min.. before I talk about- everything. I want you to listen to the song." Minho looked at jisung with wide eyes. "But I thought I can't listen until your done-"

"I finished the song. I've been done with it for a while now.. I just used it as an excuse to hang out with you." Minho blushed and looked down, fiddling with his fingers. "Anyways, I finished the song so you can hear it. I think it'll make our talk a lot easier."

Minho nodded slowly and pressed play on jisung's phone, the title 'DEATH' on the screen. "Seriously jisung, death is what you think about me." The older smiled and shook his head. "Listen Min."

(Death by Melanie martinez is the best, it's literally that song.)

Minho listened intently, feeling like there was no thought behind the lyrics. 'When you aren't around I sink into the ground, I tried to pretend I'm closer to you, never understand you are always on my mind, I cannot help it'

Minho felt his throat close up, picking at his nails from anxiousness. Jisung noticed and placed his hand on top of the younger's, Minho's heart skipped a beat.

Minho stood up as soon as the song was over, walking towards the other side of the room and wiping his eyes away from jisung. The older chuckled and stood up. "Min come here." Minho sniffled and shook his head, covering his face with his hands and crying softly.

Jisung sighed and walked towards Minho. "Min.." Minho turned around and threw his arms over jisung's shoulders, crying into his neck. Jisung smiled and held onto Minho's waist, the same as it used to be. "Was my singing really that bad?" Jisung's eyes softened as he heard minho let out a small laugh.

"Shut up jisung." Minho pulled away slightly and looked down, realizing how close they are. Jisung lifted Minho's chin and placed their foreheads together. The younger took a deep breath and held onto jisung's biceps, jisung moving one of his hands to rest on Minho's rib.

Jisung moved his nose down a little, pressing his lips against Minho's. The younger immediately moved his hands to cup jisung's face, pressing his body as close as he could to the older's. Jisung hummed into the kiss and licked Minho's bottom lip, sliding his tongue in the other's mouth.

"Hey boys! What-" Minho's mom opened the door, freezing in her spot at the sight she saw. The boys pulled away and stared at Lisa with the same expression as she was giving. "I'll just ask later!" She said quickly, closing the door and squealing as she dialed rose and told her the tea.

Jisung chuckled and looked at Minho as he pulled away, the younger picking at his fingers once again. "Hey." Jisung reached out to hold onto Minho's hand, walking him to his bed and sitting down against the headboard. "Come sit." He patted his lap, smiling at the blushing Minho who straddled jisung's lap.

"You're still a shy baby aren't you." Jisung teased, poking Minho's sides gently and smiling widely as he heard the younger giggle and lay his head on jisung's shoulder. "Why do you always give me mixed signals." Jisung sighed and rubbed Minho's waist. "I have always liked you, ever since we met. I just tried to avoid it and push it down because i didn't want to be seen as gay.. or whatever I would be called."

Minho sniffled and sat up, tears streaming down his face. "But why jisung?! You called me all those names, you didn't use my correct pronouns, you acted like you were disgusted to be around me! You made me hate myself and think if I did the right choice!" Jisung looked down and moved his hands to Minho's thighs.

"I'm sorry, I know Sorry doesn't change what I've done.. I don't know what to do for you to forgive me." Minho sniffled and wiped his eyes. "Stop being mean to me. It's pretty obvious I've liked you forever so stop being mean to me."

Jisung smiled and squeezed the flesh in his hands. "I'll stop being mean. I'm sorry Min." Minho nodded and yawned softly, jisung scooted him higher on his lap and rubbed his thighs gently. "Tired baby?" Minho blushed and looked down, his hands holding onto the older's biceps.

"You can't just call me stuff like that." Jisung frowned and moved his hands to hold onto the other's waist. "Why? You used to love it." Minho nodded and blushed even more. Jisung smiled cheeky and pushed Minho to lay down, pressing kisses all over his face. "You little liar!" Minho giggled and kicked his feet to get jisung off, hitting his shoulder with his hand. "J-jisung!!"

Jisung laughed and continued kissing Minho's cheeks, trailing them down to his neck. Minho's giggles stopped as were replaced by his rapid breathing. "J-ji." The older smirked against his skin and started sucking on certain areas. Minho whimpered softly and held onto jisung's hair, tugging on it when he felt jisung biting at his skin.

"Hey boys-" Minho's mom smiled widely as she walked in once again, freezing in her spot as he walked in yet another bad time. Jisung froze and pulled away instantly, Minho sat up and rolled his eyes. "Mom!"

She backed up and gave a sheepish smile. "Use protection please!" She said before closing the door, snickering at Minho's whine and jisung's laugh.

"Wait if you can get periods that means you can still get pregnant right?"

Minho snapped his neck to glare at jisung. "Han Jisung." Jisung widened his eyes at the scary look he was getting, smiling and hugging Minho by the waist. "Sorry baby!"

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He won't get pregnant guys don't worry