You're safe with me

Minsung

Minho's pov
After the others left, I finished tidying the kitchen and am now trying to figure out what to eat. After only coming up with things I either don't want or am too lazy to make, I decide to just order instead. I'm about to do so, when I remember Jisung. I go to his room and knock on the door. "Not now." he answers, but his voice sounds off. "Are you okay? I just wanted to ask, what you would like to eat." I swear there is panting coming from the other side of the door. "I-I'm not really hungry." he sounds short of breath and like he's about to cry. "Are you sure? You already skipped breakfast this morning." I'm starting to get really concerned. "Yes, I'm sure. Please just leave, I'm really tired." he's lying, he never lies to me. "Not until you tell me what's going on." I state firmly. "Please." he pleads, beginning to sound more panicked. "I'm coming in, I need to make sure you're okay." I warn, before opening the door. I gasp at the sight of Jisung, cowering in the top right corner of his bed, wrapped in his blanket, head leaned against the wall next to him. He's shaking, his breathing quick and unsteady, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. After finally regaining control of my body, I rush over to him. "What ever it is, I'm sure it's going to be alright." I assure, pulling him into my arms. "No it's not, this is gonna ruin everything. You're gonna hate or at least not want to be friends any more. I can't be thinking this way, at first I full heartedly believed it to be platonic but after you confessed today, something happened inside me and..." he's crying now and I pull him closer. "Please don't hate me. I can deal with us not being friends but I couldn't live with myself, if you hated me." his body is being shaken violently by the deep sobs coming from his chest. "I could never hate you, no one ever could. You're one of the kindest people I know." it's true, in my eyes there is no one as kind and heart-warming as him. "Oh and by the way, I like you too. Like in a romantic way." he gasps looking up at me with his teary eyes. God, these eyes, so beautiful. "Really?" he sounds in such disbelief that I have to tell myself not to laugh. "Yes, really. I like every part of you, even the ones you hate, like these absolutely adorable cheeks that always make you feel insecure." I can't help but smile at the way his whole face turns a light pink. "Will you let me kiss you?" his eyes widen but he nods. I lean in slowly, giving him enough time to turn away in case he changes his mind but he doesn't. Instead he closes his eyes and I softly place my lips on his. For a second it seems like he might pull away, regretting his decision but he stays still, so I try moving my lips and soon enough he starts kissing me back. I wait for him to pull back, letting him take control of the situation. When he does I keep a close eye on his face, waiting for a reaction. "Are you okay?" I ask after a moment of silence. "Yeah, it's just... this is all a little confusing right now." he admits, to which I can't help but smile. "Yeah, I get that. I'm still a little confused myself but I find that sometimes, you don't have to understand something to enjoy it." I say and I can see him relax in front of me. "I guess you're right." he says, and there's a beautiful genuine smile on his face, making his eyes sparkle like shooting-stars. "Can we do that again?" he asks, rather shyly. "Of course, as often as you like." I offer and he laughs. This time I let him lead, since I want this to be a comfortable experience for him. He leans in and I can tell he's nervous, but he grows more confident with every second. He pulls back, his face a deep red. "Do you want to watch a movie?" I ask, in an attempt to ease his nerves. "Sure!" he says, letting out a sigh of relive.