Spotlight ☆ | minsung

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With some wood that was left in the cabin next to the fireplace, Jisung and Minho lighted it, making the little house feel warm and comforting.

Sitting there, with the the golden colors the flames reflected on their faces, they felt complete together, whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears.

With 'I love you's bouncing off the walls and the crippling sound of burning wood Jisung felt healed and Minho close to it.

The brunette stroked calmly his boyfriend's half-red locks, sometimes pausing to make little braids on the top of his head. Jisung laughed lovingly at the result, making Minho look up at him with confused eyes.

"Is it too bad? I need to cut my hair soon, and dye my roots too." a soft sigh left his lips as he turned his face back to the fireplace with a slight pout. He rested his head on his boyfriend's chest and closed his eyes when he felt fingers massaging his scalp.

"It looks great. You always look great." Jisung's words were genuine, so full of care and affection Minho felt like he was floating.

"You say that because you love me." the older's left eyebrow arched and a teasing smile made it's way to his lips.

"Maybe, but that doesn't change the fact that you look so great always. You're so unbelievably pretty."

Minho's ears flushed red at the endless compliments, even if after almost two months of dating Jisung he should really he used to the non-stopping praises. "You know what, fine, I wont argue with you tonight just because we're like one hour away from Christmas eve."

Minho expected some giggles and a soft peck to his head, but instead found a serious expression resting on Jisung's face, rather sad. The younger was slightly pouting as he looked down at his boyfriend.

The older sighed. He curled into a little ball between his boyfriend's arms, making himself as small as he could be before he spoke. "Compliments make me feel weird when they come from you."

Jisung laughed at the cute sight, pressing a soft kiss atop Minho's head and squishing the boy with his arms.

"You're just so cute! It has to be illegal to be this pretty and sexy all at the same time! And to top it you're also sweet and caring and loving and the best boyfriend ever!" with every word he swung his boyfriend from side to side as it to prove his point further, even if the movement itself had nothing to do with what he was saying.

Minho giggling was all he needed to hear before practically melting on the spot, smile growing wider if possible.

Yet he stopped swaying them both and instead burried his nose in his boyfriend's hair, breathing in the expensive scent Minho couldn't help having since he could afford to buy some expensive Gucci fragrance Jisung swore he couldn't even get remotely close to owning.

It still smelled safe, like home.

"You smell so nice, damn."

Minho giggled again. "I just told you how compliments make me feel weird and you keep blurting them out, dumbass."

"Just want you to get used to being told how perfect you are." he snuggled even closer, inhaling more of the smell he had become addicted to.

"Oh? So you want other people to say it to me too?" Minho was teasing, joking. No one else was going to call him all those beautiful things besides Jisung, but it was often fun to tease his boyfriend so he thought doing it like this would also be amusing.

Yet Jisung tensed a little at his words, spinning his body and suddenly pinning him against the sofa without giving Minho some time to process what was going on. "No, only I'm allowed." he spoke with a frown.

"Too bad, I'll just have to tell my fans to stop, then." even if pinned down, Minho still managed to shrugg lightly. "Oh, and Felix too. That boy is always complimenting me like I'm his boyfriend or something."

"Minho, I'm jealous." pouted Jisung.

"Why, Ji?" he smirked, clearly being a tease just for the fun of it. "You know that Felix's kisses don't mean a thing, baby." he displayed his best set of innocent eyes, clearly faking it till he made it.

It seemed to have some effect on Jisung, his expression gave it away as he kinda furiously leaned in to capture Minho's lips between his own.

Maybe it was a little too aggressive, maybe their teeth had clashed against each other and just maybe Jisung's bite to his bottom lip had been hard enough to drew a little blood; but oh god was it delicious. Jisung's tongue shoving inside his mouth without warning and exploring the wet space there felt extremely good and Minho just couldn't hold his whimpers in; especially not when the pressure to his wrists pinned above his head grew stronger and Jisung's teeth squeezed his bottom lip again.

Okay, so what if he liked a little pain? Doing it rough wasn't a turn off if it was Jisung who did it.

The younger's mouth traveled along the length of his neck, sucking and biting like Minho was some kind of sinful fruit Jisung was eager to devour before anyone else could.

"Does Felix kiss you like this?" after the sentence, the brunette kissed the older's cheek, eyes locked to the blissed ones. Minho was a goner already. "Does he make you moan and whimper like I do?"

"N-no." the older's face was read, a rare occurrence since normally only his ears would acquire that deep shade when he felt embarrassed.

Jisung, however, was almost an expert in the quizz Minho was. He quickly recognized those furiously red cheeks were not from shyness.

They were just there to give away how aroused his boyfriend actually was.

Upon the beautiful sigh, Jisung burried his face in the space between Minho's shoulder and the couch with a frustrated groan. He was trying to control himself because if he didn't he was going to absolutely devour Minho whole without double-checking his decisions.

"Min, I really want to fuck you." his voice gave away the pout that was probably adorning his round lips.

"L-like, being on top?" dubly asked Minho.

Out of all the times they'd made love not once had he been the bottom and the thought scared him. The older saw how good it felt if done right, yet that didn't seem to ease his mind.

"Mhm, but I know you're not comfortable with it. Don't worry about it, babe." with that, the younger got off Minho, walking towards the kitchen for a glass of water. "I'm gonna calm down and then we can go back to cuddling, baby."

Minho observed, his mind debating. He managed to reach a decision pretty quickly, though. With Jisung there was little space for doubting, the male just knew his boyfriend would never do something to hurt him

"Ji, lets do it."

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i am such a simp for bottom minho

also how tf am I turning 18 in like eight fucking months im bearly out of my ladybug fangirl phase wtf

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