𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝

ten.

Jisung. 

That's what was on Minho's mind as he was getting ready for his basketball game. He could wait to see what his crush looked like wearing his extra jersey, with his number, and last name on it. Han Jisung, was going to be wearing his jersey, not his teammates, his own jersey. 

He felt like he won something just by letting his crush wear his jersey. Actually no—Jisung didn't turn down the offer, he said he would wear it. Now didn't Minho deserve some type of prize? Minho rolled the basketball around in his hand unaware that his team was yelling at him, trying to catch his attention. 

"Minho!" 

No response. Minho licked his lips staring down at the floor until he felt a hand poke at his shoulder harshly. 

"Huh?" 

"The game is starting, come on!" A teammate finally got his attention and waved to follow the rest. 

One of the other guys walked right next to Minho's side as they left the locker room. "Why are your ears so red dude?" 

"No reason." Minho nodded jogging away from the guy. 

They walked out on to the gym floor and heard whoops and cheers as they entered. Minho looked to see if Jisung was here and when he could find him, he frowned. Was Jisung not going to come? The game was beginning to start anyways so he huffed and started to get into his position. 

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Jisung stood outside the door with his Felix as he whined about not wanting to go in. 

"How do I look? Stupid? Wait do I-" 

Felix groaned taking his friends hand trying to pull him in. "You look fine! Stop worrying, I only have to worry cause Minho is going to drool over you."

Jisung blushed as he let Felix pull him into to the loud gymnasium as his eyes fell to the center where the teams were playing. His eyes widened when he saw Minho playing basketball and he instantly came to a halt. 

"Oh my god... Look how good he looks!" Jisung pointed wanting Felix to look. 

"His arms! Oh my god, lix I'm going to die!" Jisung squealed jumping up and down like a child. 

Felix rolled his eyes bringing him over to sit down at a free spot. "Yeah yeah, you're in now. Wasn't that easy." 

They sat pretty close to where the team could walk up to them and talk to them. 

Jisung sat down and bit down on his thumb trying to not squeal like a maniac or more like a dying hamster. He never thought Minho would look this good playing a sport. The way he looked in a jersey, the sweat that fell down his face (that was hot). Jisung was simply going to pass out and never wake up. 

"Damn sung don't die please—wait actually don't die Minho is running our way." 

Jisung's eyes widened when he now saw Minho running their way. Minho ran close and smiled wiping the sweat off his forehead. 

"I'm going to win this for you." Minho said not even a second later being pulled back to the game. 

Ah... Jisung was going to die. 

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That whole game Jisung was flustered by what Minho had said. Whatever Minho said to him easily made him flustered so that was an understatement to say he only got flustered because Minho said he would win the game for him. Every time he would score, Jisung would cheer and giggle by how good Minho looked at playing basketball. 

If Jisung were to play basketball he was just look plain stupid (that's what he thought at least) And finally it came to the last round, one more point for Minho's team and they would win. Jisung bit down on his lip nervously watching the ball get passed around to both teams. He watched Minho end up with the ball and start to the net. And that's when Minho took one shot and Jisung watched it fly to the net and swish right into it. 

Him and Felix jumped up with proud cheers and huge smiles. Jisung turned to Felix and they jumped up and down as they clapped with laughter. 

"He did it!" Jisung cheered jumping up and down some more with his best friend. 

"It was such a good shot too!" Felix added with a smile. 

Jisung nodded and let his hands go as he saw everyone start to grab their stuff to leave. He glanced at the court and picked his bag up when he saw no Minho.

Where'd he go? 

He walked with Felix, eyes scanning for his crush as they walked out. Jisung wanted to see Minho some more after the game, where was he now that it was over? Suddenly he felt a hand grab his own. 

Jisung looked at the person and his cheeks began to turn pink. "Hyung, you did so good!"

Minho smiled letting go of Jisung's hand. His eyes scanned down at the boy, oh how good he looked wearing his jersey. It hung slightly above his knees so you really couldn't see his shorts that much, but it just looked so good on the younger. 

"You look really good in my jersey sung..." Minho mumbled looking up to gaze into Jisung's eyes. 

Jisung looked at Felix who was giggling silently behind him. "I'll leave you two be. Call me later!" 

Felix ran off leaving both lovebirds by themselves. Minho looked back at him and slid his hand in Jisung's to pull him off into a random closet. 

"What are you doing?" Jisung asked watching Minho close the door behind them. 

Minho turned to him and shrugged. "I want to spend time with you until I have to leave." 

That just made Jisung blush even more. He let out an oh not knowing what to say after that and let his eyes fall to the floor. 

"Where are your glasses?"

Jisung looked up. "I'm wearing contacts..." 

He bit down on his lip and Minho could've have sworn the room was getting hotter, it probably was since it was a closet that they were in right now. Jisung gulped as he noticed Minho stepping closer. It was like his body was stuck in place; it would not allow him to move. 

"I really do think you look good in my jersey." Minho whispered. 

Jisung's eyes looked up to Minho's. "I like how it looks on me..." 

Oh, that was flirty Jisung. 

Minho cocked his brow up. He lifted his hand to Jisung's face and rubbed his thumb on the plump bottom lip. Jisung's heart was beating so loud in his ears he worried if Minho would be able to hear how loud it was. Minho pulled Jisung's pink lip a little and watched it bounce back to place when he let go. 

"I'm not making you uncomfortable, am I?" He said leaning in a bit closer and letting his thumb slide down to Jisung's chin to pull it up, so the younger was looking straight at him. 

"N-no, you're not..." 

Minho looked at his eyes then right back at Jisung's pretty pink lips. "So, can I?" 

Jisung knew what Minho was referring to, so he nodded and not even a second later he was met with that amazing feeling on top of his lips.