guilty conscience | minsung

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minho truly didn't know how he went past the departure. he only remembers jisung grinning at him and putting his hand spread out towards minho so that the boy could hold onto it.

most of it seemed like a complete blur now that they were actually in the air. all he did was close his eyes, and feel the ocassional squeeze of jisung's hand interlocked within his and suddenly they were floating in the air. well, he meant, flying in the air while being completely protected by an airplane that meant no harm.

"hey hey hey-"

"oh gosh, shut up jisung," minho chuckled after he finally snapped out of his thinking, looking towards jisung who was basically begging for his attention.

"can you let go now?" jisung grimaced at their interlocked hands, raising it up to make his point more clear and minho simply blinked.

"minho- this is far more physical touch I have ever initiated with anyon except my parents and I beg you if you don't let go any sooner I will shoot a hole through your head-"

"okay okay, damn!" minho laughed at the boy's exaggeration before quickly letting go off his hand for his dear life. and jisung seemed to sigh in relief, rubbing his hand on his pants as if they were dirty and minho just gave him a weird look.

"don't give me that look- i would do this with anyone." jisung said before any misunderstandings could take place and minho just nodded, not having cared for the reason either ways.

"does physical touch disgust you that much?" minho questioned, resting his head on the headrest of the weirdly comfortable but still uncomfortable chair.

jisung hummed, starting to actually think if it disgusted him to the point where he would actually hit someone if they were touching him for too long. yes, he indeed did. but it was only until recently that he started being fine with it and it seemed that it was not a good sign.

"mhm, it does. it's... too weird. too much for me to handle. i don't really know if it's good or bad but it's mostly bad so I just generalize the feeling as bad." jisung tried to make sense of his words, narrowing his eyes because what he said just sounded more ridiculous to him than anyone.

"don't generalize it," minho started, trying to gain the boy's attention who seemed too far in his own world.

"there can be times where you actually liked it. don't think it as bad all the time, should we try again and see what you really feel? listen to your heart, not your mind." minho elaborated while jisung blinked in confusion.

"try what?" he innocently asked.

why did minho have a dirty mind?

he blinked several times as if that would get rid of the things he thought, and simply held his hand out.

"h-holding hands. or hugging. or whatever you want, i guess." minho stuttered out, causing jisung to accentuate his blinking with raised eyebrows, catching on what minho might be thinking.

"whatever I want?" jisung asked him with a hint of mischief in his voice as he wiggled his eyebrows at the male beside him.

minho simply shoved his face away when it got too close to his, and shook his head when jisung gave him a small pout.

"but you just said whatever I want-"

"for someone who says he hates physical touch, you surely desperately want to kiss someone," minho commented, "probably never kissed someone either." he muttered to himself, watching as jisung gasped with an exaggeration, like his entire personality, before playfully hitting minho which hurt more than expected.