What Time Forgot | Minsung

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Nothing was the same anymore. Nothing could be the same anymore.

It was like in a blink of an eye everything changed. Even the smallest details of Minhos life like the feeling of the bedsheets against his skin was different. The feeling of waking up in the morning wasn't the same anymore either. Perhaps in a good way. It was a newfound feeling to wake up and not have routine after routine.

However, the feeling in his heart almost made him sick. He didn't know how to describe it knowing full and well that when Jisung woke up things would be so different between them.

He was scared to face the deepening attraction he had towards Jisung. Too terrified to hear what he was say when he woke up.

Minho lay there awake. For hours now he stared at the ceiling while Jisung was asleep next to him.

They were still in each other's arms like they had been when he fell asleep. Though everything seemed so much more real now.

Jisung stirred in his sleep and let out a soft groan as he rolled onto his back. The other rubbed his shoulder seeming to have slept on his side so long that it was achy now.

"You're awake," Minho mumbled and turned over onto his non-injured side and threw his arm over Jisung's bare stomach.

"I wish I wasn't," Jisung muttered and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

"Didn't sleep good?"

"Was thinking about you." Jisung said with a shake of his head.

Minho blushed at those words and looked down at Jisung's bare chest for a moment before sitting up and getting out of bed.

He searched the room for a shirt and cringed as he lifted his arm to put one on. The brightness in the room was seriously hurting his head and he desperately needed water.

"Where are you going?" Jisung mumbled sleepily as he sat up and rubbed his eyes again.

"I need water," Minho said simply and motioned to the closed door. He couldn't stay in that room under Jisung's gaze. It was easy when he was asleep but he knew the other would probably bring up the night before and he was embarrassed about it.

"Don't be long," was all Jisung said as he flopped back on the mattress and pulled the blankets over his head.

Minho walked down the metal stairs of the building. He followed the soft conversation coming from the kitchen area and walked in there to find Felix and Hyunjin having soft conversation by a wood stove drinking coffee. They sat at a small table with two chairs in their pajamas.

Their conversation stopped as Minho trudged in and looked through the kitchen for a bottle of water.

"You're awake late," Hyunjin said with an amused smirk on his lips before sipping his hot coffee and setting the glass down again.

"Oh," Minho said and turned with two water bottles in his hands, "yeah- I woke up and couldn't sleep last night.."

Felix chuckled and stood as he walked over to Minho. He brought his hand underneath his chin and raised Minhos head a bit.

"Ji got you good huh?" Felix asked as he looked over at the other side of his neck.

"What?" Minho asked and moved over to a small mirror hung on the wall. He looked at his neck and saw two hickeys on either side of his neck. One down on his collar bone and the other up closer to his ear.

"Can I just say? I called it that you were a bottom," hyunjin said and laughed. Felix sat back down at the table and watched as Minho turned around with a panicked look in his eyes.

"We didn't even do anything, don't be weird," Minho said simply and grabbed the water bottles again.

"This place echos, min," Hyunjin said simply and shrugged, "really everyone heard you get fucked last night,"

"We didn't fuck!" Minho exclaimed and blushed heavily at the teasing from the other boys. He knew it wasn't exactly anything to be embarrassed about but still.

"What did you do then? Blowjob? Handjob? Oh wait let me guess-"

"I'm not listening!" Minho yelled as he began running back up the stairs and to his room.

Hyunjin and Felix looked at each other when Minho left the room, sharing a knowing glance. The younger sighed and shrugged.

At first they'd hoped things were different but it was the same cycle again like it had been before.

"Last time I got involved I almost died.." Felix said and shook his head, "I'm not doing that again."

"Let's just hope this time is different," Hyunjin shrugged and sipped his coffee.

Minho barged into the room to see Jisung sitting up with a glare on his brows.

"Why the fuck are you guys so loud?" He grumbled and watched Minho set the water down on the nightstand. Minho wouldn't look at him. A heavy blush still coated his cheeks but he avoided all eye contact as much as he could.

"Oh you know-" Minho started but Jisung cut him off mid sentence.

"You regret it don't you?" Jisung asked and that's when Minho looked at him.

"What?"

"You regret what we did last night," Jisung stated simply, that emotionless stare back in his eyes like he had in the psych ward.

"What- no, no of course I don't, Jisung," Minho said and sat on the bed next to him.

"Then what is it?" Jisung asked and grabbed Minhos hand from his lap and held it in his own.

"I just," Minho paused and scooted back on the bed to face Jisung, "I've never done anything like this before,"

"What do you mean?" Jisung asked softly and grazed his thumb across Minhos knuckles.

"I've never been with a boy.. like I've never classified myself as gay. I'm not against it, it's just new and honestly I've never even had sex so all of this is so new to me. I'm just embarrassed because I don't know how to take the teasing about it and I don't know how to talk to you about it without sounding stupid.. it's like I look at you and all I can do is feel flustered now." Minho finished and bit his lips harshly.

Jisung laughed a little and Minho looked up. He shoved him by the shoulder and glared at him.

"Don't laugh," he whined and pulled his hand away from jisungs.

"I'm not laughing at you," jisung said and grabbed the others hand again, "I'm laughing because you're adorable,"

Minho fell back on the bed and covered his face with a groan.

"That's the shit I mean!" He said and huffed as he sat back up with burning hot cheeks.

"Hey," Jisung said softly and caught Minhos gaze in his own, "it's okay if you're shy. It's okay if you're inexperienced. I'm not going to judge you for any of that. We're all different and I'll never think you sound stupid for wanting to talk about anything.. okay?"

Minho took a moment to think about those words and nodded before climbing up into jisungs arms. The younger lay back against the headboard and Minho lay with his legs across his lap and his head on his shoulder. Jisungs hand rested on his lower back and the other on his thighs.

Minho swore that if heartbeats could speak words, they'd tell everyone that he was falling a little bit. Maybe too fast and sudden but he was.

"Everyone heard," Minho said and hid further into jisungs neck.

Jisung laughed and nodded.

"I know,"