want so bad

seven.

Jisung couldn't believe he was doing this. He was sneaking Minho over to his house, Minho as in his crush. Never in a million—billion years would Jisung have thought of sneaking someone over so what was he doing this for now? 

Was it because Minho had kissed him, and he just couldn't get enough? Oh, how that made his tummy fill with what people usually called 'butterflies' but what he called 'collywobbles'. It fit better. He bit at the drawer strings of Minho's hoodie waiting for the older to text him that he was finally here. 

How he was starting to get anxious now. What if they got caught? And his parents and older brother who was best friends with Minho had found out he snuck him over to hang out. What would they think of him! He couldn't get caught and he would try so hard not to. 

Wait—maybe he could think this out. 

His eyes scanned his room, under the bed is where they would probably look first if he hid Minho. Just the thought of hiding Minho made his stomach tightening. Second definitely not the closet, have you just seen the movies? Jisung looked around biting at his thumb to the point where he didn't have any more nail to bite. Behind the curtains could work. He just would need to make sure Minho's feet wouldn't peek out from underneath. 

This was making him a bit too nervous; everything was going to be fine only if he was extremely careful and didn't like scream not even knowing why he would scream all of a sudden. The electronic on the bed chimed vibrating softly on the mattress. 

minho

-hey im here. so um should i like climb through the window??

Jisung looked at the message, yeah Minho should. Now how would he though, Jisung was on the second floor. 

jisung

-and how are you going to do that? maybe i can sneak you in from the backdoor. 

minho

-gotchu let me just get to the back go there now. 

Okay it was happening. Jisung was sneaking Minho in right now. He hopped down from the bed throwing a pair of socks that laid next to him onto his feet quickly. With that he walked out of his room closing his eyes at the slight creaking of his door. 

His feet barely touched the floor extremely nervous that he would make a loud noise just from walking. This was so nerve-wracking Jisung hoped to never do this again. He got down the flight of stairs walking hastily over to where the back door was with Minho hopefully right behind. Jisung reached for the door opening it slowly liking how the cold breeze hit his face making him a bit less nervous. 

He opened the door watching Minho plaster a smile on his face. His finger pressed against his lips. 

"Don't make a noise." 

Minho scoffed walking into the house. "This isn't my first-time sneaking in." 

Jisung closed the door turning around making sure Minho wouldn't do something stupid. He may be handsome but sometimes their brains are all not there. 

Suddenly Jisung came to a halt. "Take your shoes off." 

Minho looked down at his feet.

"Where will I put them, if my shoes are at the door your family will know someone is here." Minho whispered. 

"Here just carry them upstairs." Jisung replied kicking lightly at the olders feet. 

'okay' Minho mouthed beginning to untie his shoelaces as Jisung kept looking around making sure no one came down. After Minho finished, he stood up and began to walk in front of Jisung with the older following behind. 

"Let's go." Minho mumbled happily. 

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He couldn't believe it; he had officially snuck someone over and not in a million years did he think he was going to sneak Lee Minho into his house. Him, Han Jisung had the courage to bring not only his crush but his brother's best friend. Crazy, right? Other than just that his mind was going crazy. It felt like it had a bunch of little people getting a plane ready for takeoff. That kiss had found a place in his brain and called it home sweet home. He just loved how Minho asked multiple times if he was allowed to kiss him, Jisung would have said yes if he asked one not even one maybe zero. 

Just the way Minho's lips felt against his it was like he was ready to conquer the world. How softly Minho kissed him, how he held him like he was the purest thing in the world, oh how Jisung wanted to cry now. 

Now Minho sat on his bed looking around the room for the second time. He knew Jisung was cute already but how could his room be cute too? He watched as Jisung slowly closed the door trying not to make it creak in the slightest before letting out a breath and turning around just standing there. He felt nervous around Minho even more now—he just had to kiss back! 

"Hey, you alright?" Minho watched Jisung walk over to the bed slowly sitting down on it without looking at Minho. 

"Yeah, I'm fine. Never done this before." He laid down on the bed with a huff as he just stared up at the ceiling watching the fan spin round and round and round...

"Wait did I ever tell you that you were cute." 

Jisung's cheeks flushed. Yes, he had but oh how he would like to hear it over and over again. "Y-yeah you have..." 

Minho chuckled looking down at Jisung. "But no feel real like, you're gorgeous stunning really. How could someone be so cute and yet so beautiful at the same time?"

Jisung hid his hands in face feeling the way his cheeks were not stop heating up with the number of compliments. But he Minho just kept grabbing his fishing rod and kept fishing them out of the water. 

"And when I kissed you, it was like the world stopped. Jisung I want to shower you in affection, but I just don't know if that is something going a little bit too far or something that may never happen." He chuckled, a hint of sadness filling his words. 

The younger's hand dropped from his face as he went to look at Minho who stared right back into his eyes. 

"I always want to be there for you. I want to be the one to call you sweet names like, darling, my love, buttercup anything really. Jisung I want to be the one to hold you tightly in my arms not afraid to let go. The one to comfort you when you cry, fuck I want to be your protector."

This was so much but Jisung wanted to keep hearing. Keep listening to Minho pour his heart out. All the sweet words that pooled into Jisung's ears, he wanted to hear all of it. 

"The sad thing is Jisung." Minho said looking straight at the door. 

"I may not be yours but that can mean you're someone else's or your heart belongs to someone's else and not me." 

Did that kiss not explain anything? Jisung wanted to be Minho's so so bad. But at the same time was he ready to go a step further? 

Please Minho, wait for me...