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Story 6 (pt.2)

Han couldn't believe he needed to go to school after what had happened. How will he even manage to act normal? How will he even manage to forget that?

He tried not to cross eyes with Minho the whole day, though he felt his burning stare on himself. His ears were traitorously red and his cheeks stung ever so slightly. He just couldn't stop blushing at the memories. All the thoughts were overwhelming, not letting him concentrate at all.
Jisung was counting down the minutes to finally go back home. This was too much to handle.

Finally, the bell rang loudly, dismissing the students. The boy quickly packed his stuff, walking out. His heartbeat suddenly raised, when he heard the familiar bracelet jiggling. He dashed out, deciding to head to the library, so he wouldn't bump into the older by chance.

After some time and a few books picked up, Han left the quiet room, stepping cautiously through the hallway. He reached the farthest block of school, it was always empty, you would never meet a single person there, all the doors were closed, because none of the classrooms were used, the lights were always switched off. As much as Jisung didn't like that hall, the back door, that was located there, led to the path he took home, and he used it so he wouldn't need to go around the school building. He walked slowly, his steps echoing.

-Han Jisung, - the voice cut through the silence.

The boy cursed in his mind. He knew that voice belonged to the person that he tried to avoid so badly. The younger freezes in his spot, not daring to move. He shuddered, when he felt a hand grip on his waist. He hated how Minho walked like a panther, you could never know when he's coming close. Han's chest started rising up and down more quickly. He felt nervous. Flashbacks began playing in his mind, and his cheeks heated up.

Fuck.

-You hadn't looked me in the eyes since yesterday. Suddenly feeling shy?, - he was teasing, the boy could even imagine his sly smirk.

Jisung was quiet, he had nothing to say, because he, indeed, felt shy.

*thump*

In one swift motion Minho spun him around, pressing him to the nearest wall. Han took a ragged breath in, his limbs suddenly fell numb, not wanting to push his enemy off. Even though he loved the feeling, he couldn't bring himself to look up.

-Look me in the eyes.

He used that tone again. But his looks were still glued to the floor.

-Do it. Now.

Adrenaline rushed through Han's veins. He was too interested in pushing Minho to the limit.
And it worked. The older grabbed his chin, lifting it up. Their eyes met. Minho's touch sent an electric shock through his skin. Colour made its way to the younger's cheeks.

-I'll have to force you if you don't obey.

Goosebumps covered Jisung's body. He couldn't decide whether he wanted to run away or stay there and enjoy the moment.

Something, that the boy couldn't distinguish, shined in the older's eyes. Was it hunger? Lee leaned in, his next words brushing softly against the honey skin.

-Or do you like being forced too?

No response was needed. Jisung bit his bottom lip and put his hands up on the man's chest, trying to push him back. That just caused the latter to smile.
Minho ran his nose up the younger's neck, giving a gentle bite to his earlobe after. Han was close to the melting point, his whimper proving it. The sweet sound was enough to tip Minho over the edge. His hand traveled to the boy's neck, curling around it.

-I might regret this later, but you're not giving me a choice.

He pulled him close, connecting their lips in a passionate kiss. He was rough with it, biting and pulling the lips. Jisung responded to the kiss eagerly.

It was wet.
It was hot.
It was venomously sweet, because it was forbidden.

Han's fingers clutched onto the tight shirt. His mind was getting foggy, he wanted more. He needed more.
Weird, that it was Minho, who had found all his weak spots in no time.

They parted after a couple of minutes, breathing heavily.
-I might like this better than fighting with you, Han Jisung.
-I prefer this scenario too.

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A/n: a TikTok follower asked me to write another part for this story, so I thought I might as well post it here too😋