love is only a feeling | minsung

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You buzz cause I'm feeling
the groove with this one
Come take you a sip
lets dance under the moon
<3

Jisung climbed in before Minho, the other holding his hand as he helped him up the steps and his hand on his lower back as he moved over the ledge into the water.

"Thank you," Jisung said once he stood in the water and stepped down off the seat.

"Of course," Minho said with a grin as he stepped in behind Jisung and moved to sit down. Minho sat sideways as he opened the little metal box.

Jisung watched, ignoring the slight sting on his thighs from the warm water and watched as Minho pulled out a few things and began rolling a blunt.

"You shouldn't smoke too much," Minho said as he rolled it tightly and licked the edge of the paper.

"Oh, okay," jisung said, figuring he was saying that because he didn't want him to make a fool of himself.

"Just because it can make you sick," Minho explained, "especially if this is your first time,"

"Oh," Jisung said in understanding and nodded a bit as he watched Minho light it.

The soft flicker of the flames cast shadows across his face. Jisung watched carefully as Minho inhaled and pulled the blunt from his lips and exhaled again.

"You're also going to cough a lot," Minho said softly.

Jisung nodded in understanding and let out a nervous breath.

The smell was what got Jisung. He'd smelled it before but it had too many bad memories linked to it.

"Your turn," Minho said and passed it to Jisung.

He took it between two fingers and suddenly felt insecure.

"What if I do it wrong?"

"You won't," Minho said and smiled as he scooted forwards and guided it to jisungs lips. "Wrap your lips around it," he said softly.

"Now suck," he said when Jisung did as he was told.

However Jisung started laughing and Minho did too, though he was a little oblivious to what exactly Jisung was giggling about now.

"What?" Minho asked through his giggles.

"Don't say it like you're teaching me how to suck you off pervert," Jisung said and kept laughing because it was just too funny to him.

Minho laughed in realization and shrugged, "gotta get experience somehow," he joked.

"I have plenty of experience," Jisung said shrugged.

Minho stopped laughing for a moment and pressed his lips together as he watched the other.

Jisung took the blunt to his lips again and inhaled like Minho had showed him. It was a short inhale only because it burned his lungs.

Jisung pulled it away from his lips and let it out in a rushed exhale before he started coughing. He covered his mouth with his elbow and closed his eyes as they were now teary. It wasn't a soft cough like Jisung thought it would be but a hard one that hurt his throat badly.