"Do you have a minute?" MINSUNG

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sorry i haven't posted in awhile i had auditions and many tests😭

i did get into the place i auditioned for so it's all fun and games🤩

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Jisung pov

Time skip

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Minho, Felix, Chan, and I have been getting closer as the time goes by. My work line is amazing and I've met so many new people, I really like my job and I'm glad I decided to read my mail on that one day, or else I would've not have met Minho.. And of course everyone else.

We've been hanging out a lot recently- my thoughts were cut off when I hear the door being knocked on.

"Jisungie I know you're homeee open up!" I hear Minho say in a playful voice. Giggling at the nickname.

"It's unlocked Minhoo, you can come in!" I yell out and hear the door open. I look down onto my coffee table and pick up my coffee mug, taking a sip of it.

"Heyy," he comes up from behind me and hugs my back, I pat his hand and he removes himself from me and sits next to me on the couch.

"What are you up too?" Minho asks me while settling down into the couch.

"Nothing much, was just wrapping up some practice and then I was thinking of going to go skating. What bring you here I don't think we have plans today.. Right?" I ask him nervous that I forgot something.

"Noo we didn't have plans I just wanted to see you. That's all! But if it's alright with you can I come? I don't know how to skate but im sure you can teach me.. Hopefully you won't kill me in the process." Minho replies, turning his head and laughing at the last part.

"Sure! I don't care, i'll be a great teacher. Figure skating has been like a hobby of mine since i was like 16, so I'm not professional. I only started because I wanted to make my dad proud. He was always away and he liked figure skating so I started it!" I say, looking back at him with a smile.

"I'm sure you're great at it. Okay I am going to look in your kitchen for a drink, I'll be right back." Minho says, and he gets up.

I watch him take off his jacket and place it onto the back of my chair. He stretched and I saw his arm muscles. Quickly turning away so he doesn't catch me looking. It's happened before and it's kind of awkward..

"Oh my god! Ji you are awesome!!! You have hot chocolate. Speaking of which, what do you want for Christmas? It's in a couple weeks and I want to get you something." Minho yells from my kitchen, the water from the sink turns on.

"You know I don't really mind.. You can get me anything and I'll be happy." My back leans against the couch and I groan. "On second thought you could give me a massageee, my shoulders and back hurt." I say laughing, as I think it's a joke.

"Right now? Sure. Just let me get my drink. Hey do you have straws?" Minho yell's slightly and I hear a cupboard open.

"Uh yes I do, they should be in the drawer, they're metal. I was at the store and I was thinking about getting glass ones but then my mind thought they would break, considering my messy friends.!" Talking back to Minho, sarcastically saying the last part.

"Wow! I see how it is!" I hear and my head turns to the kitchen, seeing Minho pop out, laughing with a red mug in his hand.

"Are you wearing fuzzy socks right now?" I laugh and turn my head away. "Yes! What about it, my toes are nice and warm, thanks!" Minho says and sits down, sipping his hot chocolate and then placing his mug on the coffee table.

"There's nothing wrong with it, i've just never seeing you wear fuzzy socks." I joke and scruff his hair. "Okay tough guy." Minho jokes back, shaking his head to fix his hair. He picks up his hot chocolate and takes a big drink of it. "Let me do your massage now, lay down on your stomach." Minho says and sets the cup down onto the coffee table.

"Oh, you're actually going to do it..? I was joking but okay! Should I take my shirt off?" I ask him.

"Only if you want too, you don't have to. I used to do massages for my mom all the time do you'll get a premium massage." he pauses and smiles, "Do you have lotion?"

"Yeah, it's in the bathroom on the sink."

"I'll go get it so you don't have to get up, i'll be right back." He gets up and makes his way to bath bathroom.

"Thanks Minho, you're the bestt!" I slide off my shirt and lay down, sighing in the beautification of laying down.

"Okayy. This still smells really good!" He says, lightly kneeling on the couch. "Haha thanks, Felix got it for me. I think it's coconut vanilla? I don't remember."

"It definitely smells like it," I hear the cap open and the sound of lotion being rubbed between his hands. "I used to give my mom massages because she's an er nurse, I wanted to relieve her stress somehow." He says, placing his hands on my shoulders and going down my lower back.

"That's really nice of you, Minho. My mother is a musician, that's why I grew up as one.."

His hands slide down my arms and back up to my shoulders, stopping. "Is music what you really wanted to do?" He says resuming.

"I mean, it isn't terrible. I love creating and playing music." I say as I sigh again.

Minho applies pressure, going down the sides of my spine. "This feels.." I stuff my face in my arm, taking a deep breath. "Thanks! I've been doing this forever so I hope im good at it."

He starts going in circles up the right side of my back, eventually reaching my shoulder. He places both his hands flat and pushes down slightly. He goes down, back to my lower back. Repeating the same process on the left side.

Minho places his thumbs at the top of my back, doing circles down. Then he gets a little more lotion and starts to roll my skin upwards.

"You should give me massages more often.." I sigh with pleasure as he takes his hands up the back of my head and neck.

"Should I?" He whispers, sliding his fingers up and down my neck, starting light circular motions.

"Yes.. Yes you should." My eyes are closed at this point and my lips are slightly parted.

He lets out a low hum in response. "Maybe I should." He whispers down in my ear this time.

He takes both of his hands and turns me around gently, still i'm laying down.

"Please stop me if you don't like this..." He says whispering close to my face.

Then he kisses me.

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