It Started In The Hallway - Minsung

Sixty-Eight

They continue making out, tongue and everything, until Jisung finally pulls away, out of breath.

It takes him a second to catch his breath and realize.

"Oh s-shit... I'm so sorry..." Jisung says, covering his mouth.

"Don't be, I was kissing you too, you know. I was the one who came onto you first." Minho says, looking into Jisung's eyes.

Jisung is blushing so hard.

The two boys are sitting on the couch after their little... situation. Jisung doesn't know what to say.

"Sooo, should I leave while you freak out about what just happened, or do you want me to stay?" Minho asks, obviously teasing Jisung since he is still blushing.

"W-well... maybe you should leave..." Jisung says, embarrassed.

"Alright, I will let you have some time." Minho says, standing up.

Minho walks over to the door and Jisung stands up.

"Dream of me tonight. If you can sleep, that is." Minho says, smirking as he walks out the door, shutting it behind him.

Jisung is freaking out inside. He wants to run around everywhere.

What the fuck just happened?!

Jisung thinks, freaking out now since he is alone.

Minho was right about multiple things, but he was totally right about Jisung not being able to sleep that night.

The next morning, Jisung is walking to school. He wasn't sure if Minho was going to pick him up after what happened yesterday, but it's obvious he will.

Minho pulls up next to Jisung, waiting for him to get in.

The first few minutes are silence before Jisung asks a question.

"So... Does it uh... feel better?" Jisung asks.

Minho thinks.

"Yes, it does. And I think it's because of you~" Minho says, teasing Jisung.

Jisung turns his head, looking out the window trying to hide his blush.

"What's wrong, honey? You made me feel so good~" Minho says, joking around with Jisung a lot more now.

Jisung blushes even more. He loves names like that and hearing them from Minho makes him blush even more.

"D-don't say that!" Jisung says, his face flushed.

"Why shouldn't I?" Minho asks.

"Because! I-it's not like we are dating or anything..."

"So what if we are dating or not. Why can't I call you names, darling?"

Jisung hides his face in his hands, clearly flustered.

"Because!"

"Are you falling for me already?"

Jisung is sitting with Felix, Hyunjin, and Changbin in the lounge, but he has not said one thing about what happened the day before.

Out of nowhere, a good-looking boy that is kinda popular, but he certainly looks nice walks over to Jisung.

"Mind if I join you guys?" He asks, looking right at Jisung.

Jisung doesn't really know him, but they have talked a few times in class. He also can't say no to people easily, so he says yes.

The guy's name is Myungho.

As Myungho sits down, he sits awfully close to Jisung, their legs almost touching.

"So, how have you guys been?" He asks, and you can tell it is directed towards Jisung.

"Oh, I have been good!" Jisung doesn't see anything wrong yet, but he is also blind.

But then, Myungho moves his leg a little, now touching Jisung's. Myungho's finger also touched Jisung's thigh slightly. 

"That's good." He says with a smug look on his face as if he is up to something.

"Yea... How about you?" Jisung asks, not wanting to be rude.

"I have been good. I'm even better now that I'm talking to a cutie, though." He winks at Jisung.

"Oh, thanks, haha...!" Jisung says, slightly uncomfortable.

It seems like the only flirting Jisung likes is when Minho does it.

Speaking of Minho, he walks up behind the couch Jisung is sitting on and immediately notices Myungho.

Even though he has never spoke to Myungho, Minho still has a bad feeling about him by the way he is touching Jisung.

"Jisung, you good?" Minho whispers into Jisung's ear away from Myungho.

Jisung looks to the side where Minho's face is close and nods, but Minho can tell Jisung is uncomfortable.

So, what Minho does is he puts his hands over the back of the couch and on Jisung's hips, giving him a bit of actually comforting touch. He may pet Jisung's torso a little bit as he does that, but Jisung doesn't care, he likes the comfort.

Myungho notices the touching going on between Minho and Jisung and he quickly moves his leg and hand away.

Minho liked that. He liked how he can make Jisung seem like his. He liked how Jisung would let him. He liked how he can protect Jisung from anyone and anything. He liked it.

"Who are you?" Myungho says, annoyed with the touching.

"Who am I? I'm a close friend of Jisung's. You?" Minho says.

"Classmate." Myungho replies.

"Okay, then." Minho says.

A few minutes pass as they all talk in a tense atmosphere. Minho is still touching Jisung, sneaking down to his thighs at some points.

Myungho finally gets annoyed enough to snap.

"Can you like, stop?" Myungho says to Minho.

"Is there a problem?" Minho asks.

"Yea, you touching him like that."

"You're just mad that he's letting me."

"Gosh, this is disgusting. I'm never taking bets like this again." Myungho says, standing up.

"Then leave."

"Oh, I will. I don't want to be seen around you or your pathetic little slut." He says, walking back to his friends that are laughing.

"Slut?" Jisung says, shocked. "Am I really seen as a slut?"

"I don't know, but at least you are seen as my little slut." Minho says, definitely doing this on purpose. He doesn't care about Myungho.

"But Minho!" Jisung says, totally red.

"Me personally, I kinda like that name~ My little slut~" He whispers the second part in Jisung's ear seductively.

"F-fuck, Minho... Stop!" Jisung says, covering his face as he blushes hard.

"I know you like it though~" Minho says, whispering into Jisung's other ear as his lips brush against it slightly.

Luckily, the bell for next class rings. Jisung probably wouldn't be able to take much more.

"Let's go..." Jisung says.

Shit, that almost did happen, I almost got a little too turned on... Thank you, bell...

Jisung thinks.

Minho is not going to drop it, so he asks, "do you happen to feel a little... turned on?"