Minsung Oneshots

Naughty

"For fuck's sake, I'm never letting you go out alone at night anymore."

Minho slammed the car door shut, he definitely did not miss out the whines of complaints at the passenger seat next to him.

His boyfriend, Jisung, appeared to be drunk.

"But whyyyy???" The wasted guy raised his voice while he kicked his shoes, setting his feet free as he slumped back to the car seat.

Anyone would think drunk Jisung is adorable, but only Minho knows how much of a hassle he had to go through whenever the younger put himself in this situation.

Not only he is overly clingy, he's ten times way more sensitive than he already is when sober.

Worst of all, nothing stops Jisung from getting what he wants when he's completely wasted from alcohol.

Minho could only pray his boyfriend would go easy on him.

"Behave yourself, Han-ah. Take a nap if you want to, this ride back home will be long."

The guy wasted no time to start the engine, all he wished for was to dive back into the covers with his beloved Jisung.

Unfortunately, this is only the beginning of his torture.

Jisung, not wanting to obey, reached out to grab Minho's shoulder and slowly carressed it.

With eyes that stared holes into Minho's body, Jisung then dragged his hand down to where Minho's were placed.

Finally getting the all too familiar warmth, the boy let out a satisfied sigh and wasted no time to interlock their fingers.

Minho spared a glance to look over at the other, then to their hands. Taking note of Jisung's eyes that were practically pooling out love while they stayed glued to Minho.

Jisung seemed very calm and still, seems like he is really going easy on him for their journey back home.

Sure, he could tell the other was already clinging onto his hand with no signs of letting go, but that was only it.

Minho was fine with driving using one hand. No problem.

A few minutes passed by. The only sound heard was the faint noises coming from the radio, which irritated Minho to turn it off.

Jisung had been unbelievably quiet next to him. Even though the boy still had a death grip on his hand for no reason at all, he did not do anything out of the blue just yet.

Keyword: yet.

Minho was starting to think his boyfriend had fallen asleep until there was movement next to him.

What happened next might've shortened Minho's life, Jisung practically flung his body towards him, which successfully scared the shit out of the poor guy.

"Jisung!" Minho screamed at him, they were causing a commotion in the confined space of a car. What's worse was they were literally at a highway with speeding cars, there was no way Minho could stop the engine right there and then.

Upon hearing Minho's tone, it managed to scare the younger a little bit. Even though he was drunk, Jisung was not a fool, he could still sense the other's emotions very well.

Minho cursed once more when a honk of a car was made behind them, that caused Jisung to frown.

The latter was still deadly clinging onto Minho's body like a koala, while his lower body was still right at the passenger seat, where he belonged.

"Jisung go to sleep." There was a sigh, it didn't sound good. Minho was starting to get pissed.

Despite it was obvious the older one wasn't feeling the best, he still tried to be gentle. After all, Jisung was his adorable sunshine. He could not bring himself to get mad especially when the other loved him so much.