Spotlight ☆ | minsung

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Two days until Christmas. Jisung was shaking with excitement everytime his thoughts wondered there. The flashy lights of the christmas tree on his living room made the environment cozy, warm, as he made out with Minho on the couch, sitting on his boyfriend's lap, hands laced with his hair, that had grown long enough so that his dark black roots showed over the fake red dye.

"You're so hot, baby." mumbled Jisung on Minho's lips. The older male chuckled, pecking his boyfriend's lips one last time, not wanting to get too carried away knowing that Hyunjin was locked in his room with loud music banging on his headphones while he finished his assignments.

"Jisung, I love you." Minho's words were laced with care and it just felt so right to hear them from him.

"I love you too, Min."

"No, I don't think you're getting my point." the older kissed Jisung's cheek as the boy laughed. "I love you, Han Jisung.

"Yeah! I heard you the first time, I love you too, Lee Minho!"

"I wanna take you somewhere, Ji." said Minho, not giving the boy a chance to process it as he stood up and barged out of the apartment.

They ran through the hallways, hand in hand, past Minho's car and down the street.

"You do realize we have work, right?!" shouted Jisung, panting for air as Minho kept leading him somewhere.

"We're skipping, honey!" he chanted, still running around the busy streets as people stared at them pass by.

The city was starting to drown in white as it kept snowing heavily, the sky covered in grey clouds that poured the snowflakes at a steady pace. By tonight the roads would be covered by the winter's cold spell yet again.

It was starting to get dark, despite it only being five pm. The days got shorter and shorter and the moon would come out to watch them earlier each time.

Even though Jisung could bearly feel his nose and his lungs stung with the piercing of cold air every time he breathed, he still followed Minho as he laughed like teen in love. A teen in love with the most perfect being on earth.

Minho's feet led the way, quick and excited. They started running where the streets were overcrowded but now they'd reached a point so far out of the city that trees were starting to take people's place, only a few pedestrians remaining outside.

Jisung laughed because were the fuck was Minho taking him?

He needed to stop and breathe, not having the resistance his boyfriend had acquired with years of dancing.

"Minho!...Stop!" he shouted, making the boy do as told.

They bumped into each other and started laughing as they tried to recover from the run.

"I...I can't keep running." confessed Jisung, hands on his knees as he bent over, panting for air.

"We're almost there, get on my back." contrast to the brunette, Minho was already almost fully composed as he took in his last struggled breaths before going back to his normal breathing pace.

"Are you crazy? I'm heavy and the ground is slippery. Besides, it's getting dark already."

"Ji, just jump! Trust me!" and Jisung, not without a sigh as a way to complain, trusted Minho as he hopped on his back.

"Ready?" asked the older as he tightened his grip on his boyfriend's thighs for extra support.

"If we fall, I'll kill you." Jisung thought Minho didn't even hear him.

They man, without a care in the world, started sprinting towards wherever they were going until they reached a short wooden fence the older jumped without problem.