"Do you have a minute?" MINSUNG

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leebit got drip 💧

also not proof read or spell checked (none of my chapters are.... whaaaat you didn't hear that!) i'm too lazy for this today so we're in all lowercase!!!!!
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jisung pov

time skip

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we walked back up to the counter to return minhos skates, the same worker as before came up to us and started blushing when she saw minho. now at first i thought it was because she was nervous, but there's this emotion in me that just doesn't sit right and i want to call her out.

"h-hello! minho-hyung..." i zone out the rest of her conversation, wondering why i don't call minho hyung..? i come back to reality by the nerve to sneeze.

"oh, i'm sorry for the wrong impression. i'm actually talking to someone right now. i'm sorry i can't accept this." he says and interlocks our pinky fingers.

"oh... okay, nice meeting you, hyung." the worker says as she walks off.

i take this as my cue to start walking off too, minho trails behind me. as soon as we exit the building, a sound breaks from my voice box, "hmm, i'm wondering why i don't call you hyung, minho-hyungg. do you like it when i call you hyung, hyung?" i ask him.

"are you teasing me right now, in the middle of the street?"

"what if it so happens i am," i pause, "hyung."

"well, hannie. you need to be dealt with, but not today. i'm very tired of falling on my ass," he laughs his pain off and i smile.

i lean my head on his shoulder as we walk down the sidewalk.

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i walk up to the door step and unlock my house door, i open it and we walk inside together. i sigh and smile at the fact that we're home. he shuts the door behind us, "hey, ji. come here for a minute," he says as i turn around and slide my jacket off.

"is something wrong, min?"

"yeah... unfortunately my mouth seems very empty right now and i'm craving a smoke, but it seems like i don't have any. what should i use to make up for it, i really want a cigarette." minho says to me, whispering low in my ear; his hands sliding down my sides. (i kinda cringed writing this)

i lean into his face and kiss him, being one of the first times i've ever initiated a kiss, ever, in my life. my body felt nervous, thinking i was doing something wrong. a few seconds later he kisses me back sliding his tongue in my mouth slyly.

my hands automatically intertwine themselves in the soft locks of hair. pulling our faces closer together. one of minhos hands slide up to my face, the other playing with the strings on my sweatpants.

a phone dings, i ignore it. not wanting to miss this moment; minhos thumb slides into the band of my sweatpants, it feels around my waist; as if it's a foreigner.

my head tells me to break from the kiss and i do. seeing his chest rise up and down quickly. my head falls backward slightly and he takes the chance to attack my neck with some butterfly kisses. sometimes softly biting at the skin, whenever he does my mouth hisses.

his mouth moves to a spot on my shoulder and he starts to bite down, harder then he has when he was just nibbling the skin. minho takes his tongue against the skin and releases it, rapidly turning a crimson red. i release an unfamiliar sound from my mouth.

my phone starts to ring. i scoff and pick up from out of my pocket, hoping minho would have some decency to stop for a minute or 2.

"heyY..! dad.. how are you, i heard you've been traveling." i say and i bite my lip, looking down slightly at minho with a pleading stare. he doesn't stop.

"oh! thats great, glad you're doing okay, are you in tow-.." i throw my head back and make a tiny whimpering sound. the cause of this tiny little (tried to prevent) sound was from minho! gliding his cold hand down my pants; running his fingertips over my clothed dick.

"hey kid, are you alright? i heard a strange sound. and yeah i'm in town we should eat lunch and talk." my dad says, loud enough we could both hear it out of the phone. of course he still doesn't stop. at this point i'm backed against a wall and he's kneeling on the floor lifting my shirt.

"yes. i'm alright i just uh stubbed my toe.. on my couch!" i say and i bite my lip harder.

"okay i'll see you in a couple of days, bye." quickly hanging up the phone and looking down at him as his face is kissing my stomach.

"so... your dad wants some lunch?" he says in his short intermission of kissing me.

"YES! but that's not the point i could've madly messed that up and i'm trying to get my dad to like me... i should've told you to stop but it was sexy.." that was hard for me to admit, not going to lie.

"hmmmm.." he kisses my stomach again and goes over my crotch again, this time slower. he hesitates.

"hey, are you alright with this? i don't want to force you into anything your not comfortable with yet.." minho says, removing his hand.

"i think i'm ready, just be gentle with me; yeah?" i say tilting my head slightly and looking down at him.

"whatever you say, baby."

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kinda short but sorry for not updating this was supposed to be out literally weeks ago so mb😨

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