Coffee Boy // Minsung

Chapter 4

The two boys woke up in each others arms, Minho on top of Jisung, his head resting in between his arm and body. Minho twitched a bit and nuzzled into Jisung's side. This made Jisung wake up.

He looked at the boy lying on him and their intertwined legs and feet sticking out from the blanket. He giggled a bit and began to sit up so he could look at him closer.
He's so beautiful. He has to be mine!

Minho opened his eyes to a staring Jisung. He looked down at his legs in between his, his arm cuddled up in his. Oh my god this is so embarrassing!!

He covered his face which made Jisung question what he was doing. "I um, w-why are you l-looking at me like t-that" "Why are you stuttering like that?" Jisung asked placing his hand under his chin, making him look up to lock eyes. "I s-stutter when I'm n-nervous". "As much as I love to see you flustered, I want you to be comfortable around me. I want you to know that you can be yourself, without any fear or hesitation."

Minho let his hand drop from his face, his eyes shining with a mixture of vulnerability and trust. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice steady. "Thank you for seeing me, for comforting me."

Jisung's smile widened, his eyes sparkling with affection. "Always," he replied, his voice filled with sincerity. "I'm here for you, Minho. Every step of the way", placing a kiss above his eyebrow.

🦋

As the morning unfolded, Minho and Jisung found themselves lost in conversation, their words flowing effortlessly between them. The initial shyness and nervousness had given way to a comfortable familiarity as if they had known each other for much longer than just the short period it had been.

Jisung glanced at the clock on the wall, a hint of reluctance in his eyes. "I should probably start getting ready to leave," he said, his voice tinged with a touch of sadness. Minho couldn't do anything but look down, fiddling with his fingers. Jisung reached out, his hand finding Minho's and giving it a gentle squeeze. "I don't want to leave either," he confessed, his voice filled with sincerity. "But I promise, this won't be the last time we see each other. We'll find a way to make it work." Jisung said this with his heart but definitely had a sly smirk on his face. Minho just blushed at the thought of seeing him again.

Minho could see that he was flirting with him, but he had a hard time seeing a future with him. No one has truly loved him before.

"I'm not g-good at these kinds of things." Minho confessed his thoughts, allowing Jisung in.

"We'll take it slow, I like you enough to not just walk away without trying". Minho couldn't tell if he was teasing him or not. A confused look appeared on his face, intriguing Jisung. 

Jisung took this opportunity.
"I'm in it now. You have nothing to worry about baby."

Minho made a face of disgust, confusing Jisung. They stared at each other for a moment, Minho now feeling bad for reacting that way, he only meant to tease the boy in hopes of changing the mood a bit. "Sorry, I hope I d-didn't make you feel uncomfortable. I j-just don't like being called that." "No, I'm sorry for saying that. Can I ask why you don't like it?"

"It's nothing s-special, I just feel like p-people overuse it, so now it just sounds fake to me. Almost like it's insignificant, not -sspecial for that p-person in any way. Does that make s-sense? I don't know, maybe I'm just c-crazy." "You're not crazy, I guess you have a point about it not being significant for the individual. Soooooooo, you're okay with me calling you Min-Min then?", Jisung said with a wink.

He called me that again. No one's ever given me a special name before. Why do I feel so tingly?

"Yea, if you w-want to", Minho blushed. He couldn't find anything to focus on, his eyes just kept scanning the room for something to use as an excuse to change the topic.

"Okay....Min Min... I have to go now". They looked at each other for a while focusing on each others eyes. Jisung started walking to the door, Minho just kept his eyes on him, causing him to miss him already.

🩵

That night Minho got a text. He was on his way to bed so he didn't check to see who it was. But when he did, his face lit up as if he had stars in his eyes.

Hello?

Hey cutie ;)
Hi, what's up?

Just wanted to see how
you're doing

Would something be wrong?

No, but you seemed
sad when I left.
Miss me alr Pookie?!?!

POOKIE?!?!🤢

Damn.... Judging me alr
I see....🙄🙄

You just called me Pookie...

Fair....
Anyway, watcha up to?

I'm abt to go to bed
I'm pretty tired
Ah, okay
We'll good night Min
Have the sweetest dreams...
Or dirtiest.....

JISUNG!!
Read
Gn Jisung

Minho set his phone back on his nightstand and tucked himself in. He thought back to the night before, with Jisung cuddling him. Just the thought alone made him smile, leaving him to drift off happily.

🩵

Jisung set off his phone, grabbed his keys and a duffle bag. He didn't like going late at night but when the time came, he knew he had to deal with it.

He walked up to the sideway next to a house, leaning against the brick. Why isn't he here yet? He knows I don't like it when he's not punctual. Maybe he's doing it to annoy me. Jeez, he gets on my nerves. I can't wait until I can live peacefully.

He just wanted his time with him to be over.

A few minutes later a man walks up to Jisung. With soju in one hand, he cups Jisung's face.

"Ew, what the hell are you doing?" Jisung pushed the man off of him making him stumble to the ground.

Yea, exactly. That's where you belong. On the dirty ass floor.

Jisung had a strong urge to spit in his face and walk away, but he needed to end it now.

"YA, do you want to die!!" "I'll worry about you doing something when you can walk straight in a line". "YA, you work for me!!"

"I don't work for shit!! I'm just trying to pay his debt so take the money and screw yourself." "What... are you mad I'm not sleeping with you anymore? You miss me? You know I miss your pretty little body don't you?"

Jisung couldn't take it anymore. He threw the bag in his face and left. 

I'm so glad I'm done with that pain. I hope whoever's debt I just paid off is worth it.

Jisung has never liked people, but he would do anything for Nabi. She could ask him to shoot someone and he would probably buy a gun that very moment, no questions asked.

Nabi was his childhood friend he grew up with, a sweet girl who was always kind to him.

When Jisung got bullied at school, she was the first one to clean his wounds. Sure, he could ask his parents, but they would just be mad he didn't defend himself and call him useless. After all, he was used to it. So was Nabi, she saw the way they treated him. It didn't matter if his parents were rich, they were assholes. He loved them, but it didn't make up for anything.

I'm back lol. It's been a while.😮‍💨
Lots a plot added here... I'm excited