the man that got away // minsung

Thirty Eight🌼

Maybe it was the alcohol that made Minho feel things much more than he thought he would.

Maybe it was the way Jisung had pulled him closer and the way his hands found their way to tug at Jisung's hair.

Maybe it was the way Jisung deepened the kiss which Minho thought would only be brief and short.

And maybe, just maybe, it was because he liked him.

Jisung pulled back for a split second. Minho thought it was over but Jisung kissed him again but this time more messier.

Minho felt himself fall into some trance as Jisung took lead over the kiss. Minho whined a little as he felt the urge to breath.

Jisung didn't let him though as he tugged on his lower lip. Minho didn't know what he was doing, he only ever kissed a boy once and that didn't end well.

This was different though.

This was hotter, messier and needier than he ever had felt before and when he slightly opened his mouth for air, he let out a shocked noise when Jisung's tongue entered his mouth instead.

He wasn't complaining though. He was thoroughly enjoying this. After a moment of Jisung making out with him like that, he pulled back just slightly to look at him for a moment.

Minho was breathless, his lips swollen slightly and his eyes glossed over. Jisung kissed his lips again but trailed kissed down to his jaw and then his neck.

Minho tensed in a weird way. Not a way he'd want to run off from what was happening but merely the face he was enjoying this too much.

Jisung didn't do anything but leave kisses there. He didn't want to leave any marks on the boy's neck that he'd have to wake up to in the morning.

Yeah, he was tipsy enough to do stupid shit like making out but he knew not to step over a line Minho probably didn't want.

Then with those thoughts, it all came to a stop.

Jisung pulled away fully and looked at Minho with wide eyes. Minho felt his fave burn up and gulped. His lips pressed together as he stared back.

"I..." Jisung spoke out but nothing followed. Then Minho gave him a soft smile followed by a laugh. "Why are you spinning?" He asked.

Jisung furrowed his brows. "What?" He said quietly. Minho started moving slightly, as if he was losing his balance. "Why... Is the world spinning?" he mumbled.

Jisung saw the colour drain from Minho's face, his rosy cheeks went pale. "Woah, sit down" He helped Minho sit into the chair behind him.

Minho gulped "Jisung" He sounded nervous. "What's going on?"

"You drank too much dumbass" He tutted in reply. Minho pouted. "You're drunk and went outside for fresh air and now you feel dizzy" He stated. Minho nodded at this but his head hurt. "Is it normal?"

Jisung shrugged "Could be for you" He smiled slightly. Minho pouted more before holding out a hand "Hold my hand so I don't fall"

Jisung's mouth fell open slightly as his heart melted. He went to take hold of Minho's hand-

"Minho? Jisung?"

Jisung looked over and saw Chan there. He waved over "Everyone's asleep, come inside" he gestured them in.

Minho whined "Jisung!" He wanted Jisung to take his hand. Jisung sighed "We're going in now" He said to chan who disappeared into the house after that.

Jisung took Minho's hand finally and helped him up. Minho stumbled into his arms and laughed. "Hahaha" He hiccuped again.