Stray Kids Oneshots

☆being with you>>>☆ (minsung)

Words: 2426
Fluff and smut
Ship: minsung

It was a beautiful day, the sun shining brightly in the sky. The birds chirped merrily, and the air was filled with the sweet scent of spring. Jisung, dressed in a light pink blouse and a frilly white skirt that fluttered in the breeze, strolled down the cobblestone street, humming a tune to himself. He paused outside a small bakery, inhaling deeply the intoxicating aroma of freshly baked bread and pastries wafting out of its open door.

His boyfriend, Minho, caught up to him, wearing a warm smile. "Hey, gorgeous," he said, his eyes sparkling. "You ready to continue our date?"

Jisung looked up at him, blushing slightly. "Yeah, of course. Where to next?" He gestured towards the bakery, his stomach rumbling at the thought of the delicious treats inside.

Minho grinned and took his hand. "Well, I wanted to get some breakfast first anyway. You know, to fuel up for the rest of the day." They walked inside the bakery, the warm, sweet scent enveloping them. Jisung's eyes sparkled as he wandered over the various pastries and breads on display. "Oh, I've always wanted to try that croissant!" he exclaimed, pointing to a flaky, buttery pastry.

The baker behind the counter, an elderly woman with a kind face, smiled at them. "Good morning, boys. What can I get you today?" Minho glanced at Jisung, who was still gazing longingly at the croissant. "He's been wanting to try that one," he said, gesturing towards it. The baker nodded and expertly wrapped it up in a crisp paper bag. Minho took out his money to pay but then the woman said, "Compliments of the house," winking, handing it over to them.

Jisung beamed gratefully and Minho thanked her as they moved towards a table near the window. The sunlight streaming in through the panes cast a warm glow across their faces, making the pastel colors of their outfits pop even more. "So," Minho said, taking a bite of his own pastry, "what else did you have in mind for today jagiya?"

Jisung glanced at his boyfriend, a mischievous sparkle in his eye. "Well, I thought we could visit the art museum this afternoon. You know, take in some culture."

Minho grinned back, his lips curling into a smile. "Oh, I love that! I've been wanting to see the new exhibition. Plus, you always look so cute in those big, floppy hats." He reached over and playfully mussed Jisung's hair, making the other boy giggle.

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The museum was bustling with activity when they arrived. People of all ages and backgrounds wandered through the halls, admiring the artwork and discussing the various exhibits. Jisung and Minho held hands as they wandered through the galleries, occasionally stopping to admire a particularly striking piece or to listen to a guide give a tour.

The new exhibition featured a series of abstract paintings that seemed to defy logic and gravity, each one more captivating than the last. Jisung found himself lost in thought as he stared at the swirling colors and shapes, feeling a sense of peace wash over him. "This one is my favorite," he murmured, pointing to a large canvas covered in shades of blue and green. "It reminds me of the ocean."

Minho stood beside him, his gaze moving from painting to painting. "I see that," he said softly. "It's really beautiful." He glanced down at Jisung and smiled, his eyes sparkling. "You know, I've been meaning to ask you something."

Jisung turned to face him, his expression curious. "Oh? What's that?"

Minho drew in a deep breath, gathering his courage. "Well, I've been thinking... I mean, it's only been a few months, but I feel like we're really great together. I love spending time with you, and I can't imagine my life without you in it." He paused, searching Jisung's eyes for any sign of how his words were landing. "I was wondering... if maybe you felt the same way."