blossom out | minsung ✗

13.

| jisung's pov |

hana is asleep by the time we make it make back to minho's house, i feel so awkward being back here without having a purpose to walk in there. well, i do...but, it's not the same one as it once was. 

minho's parents aren't home. part of his plan of "taking out hana to spend time with her big brother" only that i was just another extra parasite with them. i have to stop thinking i was a parasite, knowing that it's not in fact true. minho came to visit me, to see me, and to my surprise, he wasn't the only one who missed me. 

i'm nervously and skeptically making my way inside his room as he said he was gonna put hana down on her bed. i've only been in his room once, and if there wasn't already enough chemicals to kill me then. it sure as hell will be now. 

i wonder if i'll be able to last more than twenty minutes in here. 

his vanilla scent is already making my insides crave for something i wish wasn't such an addicting feeling. 

i take notice of the balcony and open the doors to walk out and take view of the night sky. the air is crisp, cold but i can't seem to feel it as much because of the heat rushing inside me. i take view of the moonlight far off into the sky, finding a sense of comfort. 

"you alright?" minho's voice appears, as so does his figure and strong body. he's walking up to me, too close and too hard to resist not pulling in. 

"yeah," i choke out, nervousness returning, and i think i sound like a dead chicken. not funny. i shouldn't have described it that way...now poor chickens. 

"you don't look okay," minho observes, grabbing my face into his hands and making me flinch. 

"don't i? shit, are you trying to kill me or something?" i mumble my thoughts that i wasn't supposed to say out loud. i want to pull my face out of his fucking hot enormous hands but my body likes it way too fucking much. 

i like it way too much. 

this is dangerous. 

"jisung," his voice saying my name snaps me out of my thoughts and i have no choice but to meet his eyes. it's like my body just needs to react to his voice saying my name. 

minho drags out the silence a little too long for me to not find anxious, but then his lips softly curve into a smile and everything just goes away. fades away and nothing else matters more than the feel of him, the look in his eyes, this very moment of being just with him. 

i melt into his touch, let my mind wander off and let this moment go by as it's supposed to be. 

"i like you," he says, his lips almost touching my own before he skeptically backs away a little. unconsciously, my eyes shut close and i search for more of his warmth. of his gentle pheromones. 

"i want to kiss you, jisung. can you let me kiss you?" 

such a stupid question. 

i can't help but smile and i flutter my eyes open just to look at his face before i nod my head and whisper out "yes." 

he takes my lips into his, pulling me closer by the waist and grabbing hold of my face with his other hand. 

his lips taste just like him. 

sweet, gentle, so so soft. 

he really is nothing alike nor compared as the other men i've encountered before. 

minho is one and only. and i feel so fortunate to have him. 

he pulls away just so we can breath in air for us not to die too soon before we can declare our strong love for each other. how else are we gonna do it if we're gonna be dead just because we didn't want to pull away from each other?