Minsung Oneshots

Rainy Days

Jisung was bored. So so bored. His mind was foggy with thoughts he couldn't seem to be able to make out head our tail of but his body was wide awake, itching to jump up and do something.

Yet Jisung remained splayed out on his bed, staring blankly up at the ceiling as he covered the four corners of the large bed with the four ends of his limbs while lying amongst a mess of pillows and covers.

"Jisung will you get up already?" An annoyed voice sounded suddenly from the doorway and Jisung's blank eyes flitted over to the figure standing at the doorway with no particular interest.

"No" He said simply and rolled over, his body making cracking sounds after remaining in one position for so long.

Minho sighed. He silently walked up to the bed where Jisung was laying ass up and face down and stood above him.

"What are you doing hyung?" Came Jisung's muffled voice from inside the blankets, sounding slightly bored.

Minho didn't reply. A small smirk stretched across his face as he envisioned something particularly pleasurable all the while watching Jisung tense up while miraculously not changing his position on the bed.

"Ahh!" Jisung yelped suddenly as he felt a heavy weight falling on him unexpectedly, as well as hands slapping his butt. Hard.

"What the fuck hyung?!" He shrieked, leaping up incredulously as he watched Minho roll over and off of him, laughing contagiously at the success of his mission.

"Sorry Sungie" Minho cooed on finally calming down, sitting up with difficulty only to fall back down, head resting on the younger's lap, wide eyes looking up at him with adoration twinkling in them.

Jisung huffed, looking away so as to not get swayed by Minho's loving gaze. "You scared the living shit out of me" He grumbled and Minho took his hands in his own, still smiling widely.

"Well I couldn't just let you laze around on the bed all day long without doing any work. I had to get you up and about somehow."

Jisung rolled his eyes. "That didn't mean you had to slap my butt cutting board flat" He said, sounding annoyed.

Minho sat up, containing his laughter at the younger's cute antics with difficulty. "Alright then. What do I have to do to make it up to you?" He asked seriously.

Jisung turned his wide doe eyes towards the older, surveying him suspiciously for a minute before squeezing his eyes shut and pouting his lips, pointing a finger towards them.

Minho smiled, understanding what Jisung wanted very well.

He cupped the younger's cheeks, cradling his face gently, as if he were made of glass. For a fleeting second Minho was tempted to tease Jisung once again, by kissing his cheeks instead of his lips but he quickly realised that that wouldn't sit very well with the younger.

"Quick" Jisung whined through squished cheeks and Minho laughed, leaning in closer, a playful smile playing on his lips.

With a swift motion Minho had his lips connected with the younger, enjoying the way Jisung smiled instantaneously, melting into the older's touch.

"Happy?" Minho murmured, on pulling away but Jisung grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him back.

"Nope"

Once again, the two connected their lips, hands roaming over each other's body as they continued to make out lazily, the fireworks bursting between them somehow still not growing old after two years of dating.

"Now?" Minho breathed as they finally detached themselves from each other, somehow ending up with their bodies tangled together on the bed, Jisung cuddling into the older's side quickly so that he couldn't get back up.