You're mine |Minsung

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As Minho hovered over Jisung, a mischievous glint danced in his eyes, his lips curling into a playful smirk. Jisung's heart raced at the sudden closeness, his cheeks flushing with a mixture of embarrassment and anticipation.

"Come on, Jisung," Minho teased, his voice low and husky, sending a shiver down Jisung's spine. "Where's your sense of adventure?"

Jisung squirmed beneath Minho's gaze, feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through him. His breath caught in his throat as Minho leaned in closer, his warm breath ghosting over Jisung's skin.

"Minho, what are you doing?" Jisung's voice wavered with uncertainty, his heart pounding in his chest.

But Minho just grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Relax, Jisung," he murmured, his voice laced with amusement. "I'm just having a bit of fun."

Before Jisung could respond, Minho's lips descended upon his own in a feather-light kiss, sending a jolt of electricity racing through Jisung's veins. His mind reeled with the intensity of the moment, the world around them fading away until there was only the two of them, lost in the heat of the moment.

And as they lay there, tangled together in a tangle of limbs and laughter, Jisung couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for the boy who had turned his world upside down with just a simple smile.

As Jisung's lips met Minho's, a wave of warmth flooded through him, melting away any lingering doubts or uncertainties. His heart raced with a heady mix of desire and excitement, his body responding instinctively to Minho's touch.

Their kiss deepened, passion igniting between them like a wildfire, consuming them both in its fiery embrace. Jisung's fingers tangled in Minho's hair, pulling him closer as their bodies pressed together in a heated embrace.

In that moment, nothing else mattered – not the world outside their bedroom door, not the secrets they kept hidden, not the uncertainties of the future. All that existed was the electric connection between them, a bond that transcended words and defied explanation.

As they finally broke apart, breathless and flushed with desire, Jisung couldn't help but smile, his heart overflowing with a newfound sense of happiness and contentment.

"Wow," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "That was... amazing."

Minho grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he brushed a stray lock of hair from Jisung's forehead. "You're not so bad yourself, Jisung," he teased, his voice filled with affection.

And as they lay there, basking in the afterglow of their passion, Jisung couldn't shake the feeling that this was just the beginning of something extraordinary – a love story that would defy all odds and stand the test of time.

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~Lotti