Coffee Boy // Minsung

Chapter 3

The whole ride to Minho's house, they held hands. Minho tried desperately to hide his blush every time Jisung would peek at him. Seeing Minho like this set fireworks in his tummy. He was the one flirting, but he couldn't help but feel that way when he was around the cute boy. "You're cute when you blush", inching closer to him. The air between them became very thick, making Minho's breath hitch. Jisung smirked, "You're cute Min". "Min?", Minho barely managed to say.

"Is that okay? That I call you that?", leaning impossibly closer. "yeah yeah of course!", Minho said awkwardly leaning away to scratch the back of his night. Jisung chuckled, " okay Min".

The two sat there with an intense feeling in the air, their hands still locked together. It only got worse when Jisung started moving his hand slowly up his thigh, letting go of his hand. Minho isn't used to this kind of touch so he quickly slapped his face with his hands, leaving them resting on his face. Jisung wasn't ready to stop yet.

He slowly lifted his own hands to pull Minho's off of his face, replacing them with his own, cupping his face. They looked each other in the eyes not looking away. "Now are you gonna tell me what happened? You don't have to, but I think you should get it off your chest." A tear rolled down his cheek, "I'm not ready yet". More tears appeared on his face, making Jisung cry too. He was never able to control his emotions whenever other people cried.

The bus came to a stop and the two boys stood up to step off, Minho leading the way to his house. The walk wasn't far, but it was a little cold. Minho had seen Jisung shivering a bit from the cold late night breeze, and covered his shoulders with the jacket he previously had on. A light blush appeared on his face at the thought. Did he just..., Jisung thought.

They made small talk on the way over, so it wouldn't be just awkward silence (caw caw).  They approached his house, Jisung appreciating the cute little details decorating it. "Your house is so cute Minho". "Thanks, it's not the b-best so I try to make it homey".

"Yes, very homey", Jisung said with a smirk. Minho just laughed and kept walking. He gave Jisung a quick tour and told him to sit at the table while he starts to make food. This gave Jisung a chance.

He slowly stood up, making his way over to the kitchen, engulfing the smell of the food he was making. He very quietly walked behind Minho and wrapped his arms around him, resting his chin on his shoulder. Thank goodness he couldn't see his expression, Minho was red as a tomato. Hymph.... Hymph. He hiccuped, covering his mouth so fast it made a slapping sound. "W-what are y-you doing?", he gasped, holding his mouth again. "What, should I go sit back down". "No no... you're f-fine!! Um, do you w-want salt? Or n-no?". Jisung giggled, "yes cutie". He then left, leaving Minho a blushing mess, trying hard to regain focus.

He set two bowls of the food on the table, placing one in front of the younger. "Thanks Min". He only blushed at the name he called him. "You like that... me calling you min?", he said leaning closer across the table. "J-just eat!". They both laughed and ate their food, enjoying each others company.

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They were both done eating, making their wait to sit on his very cutely decorated sofa. They sat next to each other, leaving the smallest bit of space between them. Jisung however wanted less space between them. He leaned into the other one, putting his arm behind Minhos neck. They sat there for a minute, comfortable in each other's presence.

"Now that we're more comfortable, do you wanna tell me what happened?", Jisung looked at him with loving eyes. "I-I dropped a glass and it b-broke... so my b-boss got upset a-and was scolding m-me.", he looked up at him, and a tear started to fall against his cheek. Jisung wiped the tear with his thumb, leaving his hand there, cupping his face. "It's okay, slow down. Don't waste your tears on him". Minho nodded and continued talking, his stuttering a bit calmer.

"Why don't you just quit? Your boss is a jerk."
🐰"I need the money, it pays good".
Get a different job, I work part time, come work with me!"
Minho flinched at the idea. He thought about what it would be like to work with him. On one hand he knew Jisung would be there to comfort him when he needed it, but he also knew he would be flirting with him all the time. He liked the feeling, but he didn't want to be distracted at work. Just get over yourself. He's trying to help. Not everything is gonna go the way you want. Damn it Minho why can't you just let him be nice to you??

Jisung noticed he was staring off, but it wasn't normal. That look on his face. He looks so sad. What happened to him? Who? WHO DARE MESS WITH MY MINMIN?? Jisung now was on the edge of his temper and quickly stood up, pulling Minho with him into a hug. He was squeezing the life out of him, but minho still hugged back. He liked the love he was receiving.
He's probably not gay minho. Only gross people like you are. Just like dad used to say, you're just a fag that's too stupid to be normal and get a girlfriend. Jisung felt him let go so he pulled off realizing he was hugging him to right. When he looked up he saw the tears. MORE?!?! Damn, this poor fish was swimming in the wrong direction. I guess it's up to me to steer him right.

They were still looking at each other, just standing there. No expressions, no movement, no nothing. They were like that for a few minutes until Minho spoke up. "Thank you for c-coming here, I'm sure you're v-very b-busy." "It's no problem, I want to be here for you. You looked like a lost little rabbit, a fish even. Just... swimming into the current. I'm glad I can help you back to you're home.", he responded. A smile crept up on Minho. "You better not kick me out Min... I'm staying here. We just met, but not I'm not letting go. I hooked you, now you're mine." Minho didn't know if he should feel creeped out, or feel in love, but to his surprise his stomach had lots of movement. Damn it... why did I find that hot? He could be crazy for all I know!! Omg maybe he's one of those perverts that try to act nice just to turn around and rape them and record them seeking the video on the internet!! His response completely contradicted his thoughts. "You can stay", he said with a smile.

Minho grabbed the extra blankets from the closet while Jisung waited on the bed. "You're gonna make me sleep on the floor??" "What? No... I'm ss-leeping on the floor". To Minhos surprising response, Jisung blushed. This was new to him. He was always the one taking care of others, it felt nice that someone cared for him.
"It's okay, we can just sleep together."

"W-what? What d-do you mean togeth-together??" Minho asked stunned.
"No no not like that! I mean, we can cuddle... but but I mean you don't have to sleep on the floor, that's all. I feel bad you don't get to sleep in your own bed". Minho was a bit flustered, so he just nodded agreeing with him.

He put the bedding back in the closet and made his way to the bed, crawling in next to Jisung. He was already asleep. This was Minho's chance to repay his love. He very gently brushed his fingers against his cheek and up to his forehead, pushing the hair off of his forehead. He smiled, looking at the squirrel looking boy. I want to love him. God, let me love this boy. I'd do anything, he's so perfect.

Jisung twitched a bit, slowly opening his eyes. "S-sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." "It's okay, nice sight to see waking up", he pulled him close. Minhos head fell on his chest. Jisung took ANOTHER step, moving Minhos hand on his own waist, creating even MORE tension between them.

They were both comfy, falling asleep in each others arms.

HEY!!! This one is longggg. Anyway, how was it? Is it too much? Nahhhhhh, I like this chapter🥰🥰