athlete and the uni student | minsung

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"min, come on. let's get you back to bed." felix tried pulling minho off jisung, but the both held on to each other tighter. "jisung."

jisung glared at felix, stroking minho's back. "hands off my boyfriend." minho was sweating. his fainting was even worse when he was sick. but he could not faint.

"lix." minho eyed felix, pulling himself out of jisung's grasp and exhaling slowly. "min? you're okay. hey, hey." felix cupped his cheeks, seeing how minho's head rocked back.

"felix- what's going on?"

minho told felix that he didn't want jisung knowing. he couldn't break his promise.

"i think he's just dizzy from the fever. he's fine. so, go."

jisung wanted to clear up what happened with minho. but he knew felix wouldn't let him. especially not while he's unwell. "i'll talk to him, ji. okay? then maybe you can if he wants to."

jisung sighed, nodding. it was better than nothing. he left, and felix locked the dorm door. "min? they're gone, you can faint." minho blacked out, dropping his entire body weight onto felix and the younger sat the two on the couch with a sigh.

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minho knocked on jisung's dorm door, anxiety heavy in his stomach. chan opened the door and smiled. "hey, feeling better?" minho nodded and chan opened the door further. "ji's in his room."

he took off his shoes and knocked on jisung's door. "come in!" he opened the door and saw jisung at his desk. he spun in his chair and his eyes widened. "hey, ji."

"minho..hey. fever's gone?"

"yeah. just an overnight thing." he set his bag down and pursed his lips. "lix said you wanted to talk?"

jisung closed his computer, nodding quickly. "yeah, yeah i did. i do. uh, lix let you come talk to me?" minho chuckled, sitting on the bed. "he doesn't know i'm here. he's working."

jisung stood up, sitting next to minho on the bed. "so, uh. i just wanted to talk about us." that was the last thing that minho wanted to talk about.

"oh, um, i'm good with calling it off. we can just say we were too busy, or-"

he was cut off by lips pressing against his own and squeaked. jisung's hand came up to his cheek, resting his palm there. his thumb rubbed minho's cheek gently, and he pulled away.

"i need you to listen to me, okay?" jisung softly smiled and minho nodded. "i need you to tell me what you feel for me. i know this started as fake, but i did fall in love with you, min. i need to know that you love me."

minho froze, heart beating loudly in his chest as he took in jisung's confession. "what? you- what?" he blinked quickly, gazing at his lap. "i mean, you know i love you. i told you yesterday. do you love me only because i love you?"

"no, minho. i genuinely do love you. i swear it to you. can i prove it somehow? i'll shout my love for you to the world if i had to, lee minho."

minho's hands trembled, sucking in a breath through his teeth to avoid crying. "really? you really love me?" jisung nodded, desperate for the older to just believe him.

"why me, jisung?"

jisung caught his gaze, love ever so present in his eyes. "because you're you, minho. you're weird, and funny. and i just want to spend my life with you, if you'll let me."

minho let the tears slide down his cheeks as he gazed away from jisung again. "i just don't get it. you could have anyone you w-wanted." jisung sighed, cupping his cheeks.

"i want you, min. you're it for me. i love you, and it took me a bit to realize it. but you know one thing that i know for sure?" he softly smiled at minho, patting his cheek. "i'll always love you. no matter what."

minho was so overwhelmed, but jisung still spoke. "i want to wake up beside you in the morning, and tell you how pretty you look. i want you to tell me about your day, good or bad. tell me what your plans are, tell me about your fears, tell me about you, minho. i'm irreversibly in love with you."

minho's hand covered his own mouth, sobs leaving his lips as his head fell onto jisung's shoulder. "i love you too, ji. so fucking much that it's scary. i fell in love with you the second i saw your smile playing on the field and you ran over to where i was sitting."

jisung chuckled, kissing his head. "so, real boyfriends?" minho sobbed harder as he nodded. "yeah. please."