One-shots [STRAYKIDS]

12 - [Minsung] Want so bad 👀

"Please think with your dick, Minho, please! Just once!"

Where Jisung & Minho are besties with reciprocated, pretty obvious, feelings for each other and the younger cant take it anymore. Ready to risk it all at a party, however, he didn't think of Minho and his strong moral loyalty.

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Ship: Minho x Jisung
Genre: teasing, make out (more or less)
Tw: none

Weakness (Kink): Neck kissing etc

Hi everyone!! I'm so sorry for the lack of updates!! But school is stressing me out a lil and I try to meet my friends a bit more, that's why I don't have that much time anymore... leading to lesser updates, I'm sorry! 

However, THANK Y'ALL SO MUCH FOR 13k OMG?!?!? This is insane!! Again: Thank y'all so incredibly much!! 

Sooo as a lil thank you I wrote this teasy Minsung one-shot, let me know if you want the additional smut for it! Although that might take me some time to write whoops but I'll gladly do it nonetheless :))

But without further ado, I'll let you off the hook and hope you enjoy this one-shot!

~Tay 🩵

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The loud music was echoing through Minho's whole body, the bass making him vibrate slightly. The air was thick and filled with smoke from the fog machine, the scent of alcohol was tickling his nose and the adrenaline of all the people inside the room easily fired Minho's own.

His best friend, Jisung, had brought him to this party, it was hosted by one of his many friends, which Minho didn't even know. The name was Wooyoung, if the purple haired remembered correctly.

He was smiling at the people enjoying their time on the dance floor, vibing and dancing freely with others, friends, classmates and even strangers. Some may stay strangers after this night and some might not, it was the thrill of partying.

Yet Minho wasn't looking for anyone this night, like many did, he was only looking for someone.

His gaze wandered over the agitated crowd while he sipped on his drink, softly swaying to the music. He saw how people got together, dancing with each other to the current song. Since it was a rather sexy one, Minho was not surprised to see the lustful movements and touches.

His gaze continued to wander, not sparing any stranger that tried dancing on him, any, and only the slightest bit of attention.

He scanned the room, admiring the lights changing and its reflections in the windows or glasses, till he finally found the person of his desire. Jisung was dancing freely in the middle of the crowd, a wide smile around his soft lips as he was obviously enjoying himself.

He was swaying his hips, something he was dangerously good at. The elders stomach did a little twist, excitement rushing through his veins as he automatically began moving towards his best friend as if an invisible string was pulling him closer.

Minho had to admit that Jisung, once again, looked so very pretty. Pretty attractive to be specific. His curled, once perfectly styled hair was now disheveled, looking even better. He wore a tight, black shirt, showing off his muscular body and black pants with a nice belt.

The latter kept dancing to the alluring lyrics, ignoring and gently shoving aside the people which tried approaching him, not wanting them on himself.

Minho though was death-glaring every single human which dared to try touch his Jisung with the intention of winning him over. The younger had never been one for the hook-up culture, waiting for someone to come along for love.