19 | minsung

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minho headed back to their dorm building, looking forward to seeing his roommate once more. he stepped inside the elevator, pressed the button for his floor, and hummed happily as he waited for it to reach his destination.

after a while, the elevator came to a halt, and the doors slid open, prompting minho to step out. he skipped his way towards his dorm room, hoping to find jisung inside when he opened the door.

minho swiped his keycard and swung the door open, greeted by the familiar cool air. he peered inside before fully entering, scanning the room for his roommate.

"jisung?" he called out, standing in the middle of the room.

just as he was about to call out again, he felt arms wrapping around his waist, enveloping him in a back hug.

"welcome back," jisung whispered from behind minho, placing his head on minho's shoulder with his hair gently tickling the latter's neck.

minho's breath caught in his throat at the unexpected display of affection. he hadn't anticipated this from jisung. usually, minho would be the one to initiate such affectionate gestures, but now it was jisung who was being bold.

"how was school?" jisung murmured from the crook of minho's neck, his hand gently caressing his abdomen.

internally, minho was screaming, 'han jisung, do you want me to fucking drop dead right now?!' jisung's actions were playing havoc with his emotions, both exhilarating and overwhelming.

minho cleared his throat before replying, "i-it was okay," he stammered, his cheeks flushed with a deep crimson.

he felt jisung's body pressing further against his, nuzzling his face deeper into minho's neck, sending shivers down his spine.

"why didn't you meet me at lunch earlier?" jisung asked once again, trailing light kisses on minho's neck, which sent his heart somersaulting. the older berated himself for wanting more.

minho bit his lip, trying to stifle the whimper that threatened to escape his mouth. he then placed his hands on top of jisung's, which were still caressing his abdomen, attempting to halt the gesture that had him squirming with desire.

"it's been a while since i hung out with t-the others, so..." minho trailed off, not wanting to witness jisung's reaction to him ditching their lunch plans.

jisung paused his actions, and minho felt the younger's chapped lips leave his skin. inside, minho was disappointed that jisung had stopped, but he also knew that if he had continued, he might have fainted right there and then.

jisung then moved in front of minho, gently grabbing the older's hand and playing with his small fingers. "are you busy tonight?" he asked, anticipation gleaming in his eyes.

minho didn't respond immediately, his mind focused on how jisung's calloused hands felt against his, and the cold silver rings that adorned jisung's fingers.

finally, minho nodded his head, causing jisung to furrow his brows slightly. "i have a few things to do. but you can hang out in my room if you'd like," he offered.

the frown on jisung's lips quickly turned into a small smile. "i'd love that," he said, giving minho's hand a quick kiss before leading the way to the older's room, their fingers intertwined.

to say minho was shocked about the events that unfolded that evening was an understatement. he was on the verge of experiencing a complete meltdown. he and jisung had shared a few affectionate gestures in the past, but nothing like this. it was always quick hugs, gentle caresses, and the like. but this evening, jisung had even kissed minho's neck!