ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ᴠᴇʀꜱɪᴏɴ ㅡ ʙᴀᴅ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ (ᴍɪɴꜱᴜɴɢ)

VIII - 8

"Has the cat got your tongue, Hannie?" The older man asked, making a mocking smile.

Jisung was turning into absolute panic. His head was spinning, and his heart was racing a hundred beats per minute. He was unable to react to Lee's gestures, much less respond to his words.

"Hmm... Then I'll have to find out for myself if your tongue is missing." Minho said his words in a charming whisper that made poor Jisung consider his entire existence only with his voice.

And despite his own words, Minho didn't move an inch from where he was.

Centimetres away from touching his lips with Jisung's, sitting on the youngest's lap and with his hands on his cheeks. And how could I forget that he was staring into his eyes without looking away for a second.

Why wasn't Minho moving? Easy. If his plan was to corrupt Jisung, he would have to either ask the older man for a kiss or kiss him himself.

But poor Han still didn't know what to do.

The seconds passed and Jisung watched as the older man didn't seem to have any intention of moving, which confused him more.

In his poor little head, he assumed that he would just kiss him until he was tired like the other two times and then leave him alone. But how wrong he was.

Minho didn't have any unforeseen events or distractions that were going to ruin the moment. He had it calculated and everything.

Since Hyejin wouldn't call until at least eight at night, and he had told Hyunjin not to bother him or he would kill him.

'God, if he's going to kiss me, he should do it once and for all, the wait is killing me!' The brunette was thinking 'Wait... Since when do I want him to kiss me? Oh no no no and no. I want him to step aside and leave me alone so I can start studying. Yes, just that.

Han honey, lying to yourself is of no use.

Jisung gained a lot of confidence and decided to finally speak.

"A-aren't you going to-?" He didn't dare finish the sentence because it seemed like he was asking him to kiss him.

"Do you want me to do it?" Lee asked, half-smiling and brushing his lips against Jisung's without actually kissing him.

"N-no b-but-" The older man interrupted him.

"So, what do you want, Hannie?"

One of Minho's hands began to slowly go down from Jisung's cheek, passing all over his body from his neck to his chest to settle on his hip near his crotch.

Han tensed. A tingling ran through his entire body and his cheeks turned an even redder colour. He looked at Lee's hand still on his hip.

"You say you don't want this, yet you react to me like you want it."

"N-no." It was the only thing he managed to say.

"I'm not going to move on my own. If you want a kiss, you either ask for it or you kiss me." Minho sentenced, getting tired of Jisung resisting him.

"H-hyung... B-but I don't-"

Was it hot in the room or was it just Jisung with Minho sitting on his lap? Because it was cold as hell outside.

"God Jisung, stop lying to yourself already! You haven't pushed me away, yelled at me, or insulted me, nor are you reacting like this disgusts you. So, stop being an idiot and react already."

"Whatever you're going to do, do it now and get it over with" Jisung said, tired of waiting and surprising Minho.

Lee didn't waste a second and pulled Jisung towards his lips to begin a passionate kiss.