- Burning Desire - Minsung

Revealed

A screech almost burst his eardrums.

"HAN JISUNG."

He took the phone away from his ear as fast as he could.

Even Minho, who stood in the kitchen, turned to look at Jisung with wide eyes.

Slowly he held it up again. "Mom? Are you okay?"

"NO HAN JISUNG I'M NOT OKAY."

He either had to lower the volume or put his mom on speaker. Needing his hands free to assist Minho anyways, he decided on the second.

They were currently taking the groceries they had gotten out of the bags and were loading all except for the ones they'd need for dinner into the fridge. While Minho muttered about all the mistakes Jisung was making Jisung jabbed at Minho for being an old grumpy man.

The phone now sat on the kitchen surface. "Mom what's going on?"

"I can't believe you."

"Mom just spit it out." Now he got nervous, he chuckled lightly.

"MY OWN SON. MY FLESH AND BLOOD NOT TELLING ME HE IS IN A RELATIONSHIP???"

The two mens eyes met. And Jisung burst out laughing. "Why did you make it seem like I killed someone?? Mom I swear to god."
She quieted down a little, still a hysterical undertone laced into her voice. "I also asked Minhos mom and she knows nothing aswell. When did you plan on telling your mothers you two? Minho, you're here aswell right?"

Minho bit his lip and shifted his weight from side to side. Immediately Jisungs arm wrapped around his waist and the younger pulled him against his chest. Safely tucking his head over Minhos shoulder and closing his arms around him. Comforted by the embrace he sighed, leaning into the touch. "Yes."

"I hope you two are ashamed."

"Mom, c'mon." The colour drained from Jisungs face.

"I found out through your Instagram post, I deserved to know first."

"Is this what it is all about? You scared us mom."

"Whyy?"

"It sounded like-" She cut him off right there with a scoff.

"Han Jisung, you know damn well I don't have a problem with you two. Actually, me and Minnies mom had a bet on how long it would take for you two to get together."

Relief made their tense shoulders sag, and they both couldn't help the giggles, ecstatic about another burden shoveled out of the way.

"Ji, accept facetime, I want to see you two."

Jisung hummed, accepting her request and standing the phone upright, immediately scooting back into their previous position, forcing Minho into another backhug.

But not only Jisungs mom stared at them, also Minhos watched expectedly.

"MOM??" Now it was Minhos turn to have his jaw on the floor.

"After you had your crisis I told her it's not going to take long anymore. She will treat me to dinner tonight." Minhos mom clapped in victory.

"You are so weird." Minho shook his head, trying to shove Jisung away from his neck. Jisung, who had just started peppering small hidden kisses on to the soft skin, pulled away reluctantly.

Their moms shared a look, then waved to the camera. "Goodbye lovebirds, we won't bother you any longer." Not even awaiting a response they hung up.

Jisung used the chance to pull Minhos face close by his chin, slowly leaning down to leave a feather light kiss on his lips.

"Love?" Minho hummed in response, warm breath hitting his lips from how close Jisung was.

Joy surged through him again, Jisung hands on his waist suddenly electrifying.

He was so deeply in love, and the feelings getting reciprocated broke the dam that had held him back from happiness. Minho wondered, he had been happy before, with his mother, his cats, his friends. Nothing compared to what happened to him now.

This was what love felt like.

"Min?"

Jisung ripped him out of his thoughts and watched him curiously. Apparently, he had been asked a question. A question he didn't know the answer to because he didn't hear it in the first place.

"Sorry, what did you ask Jisungie?"

The corners of Jisungs mouth twitched up from the familiar nickname, and the younger repeated. "I asked if you have any plans for tonight?"

"No, I don't." Minho shook his head.

"Then, can I spend the night here?"

"Since when do you ask?"

Suddenly his heart started pounding and in that moment Minho knew the exact reasoning behind Jisungs question.

Jisungs hands slowly slid under Minhos shirt, gently touching the skin. The light contact made him shudder, Jisungs fingertips travelling over his stomach up to his chest. Tracing along his pecks and finding rest pressed against them.

"Jisung." Minho spoke breathlessly.

"You haven't answered my question Minho." Jisung himself sounded a bit out of it, and the younger increased the pressure on Minhos chest, causing him to take a step back.

So now he was fully pressed against the younger.

Lips against his neck, Minho reached behind to burry his fingers in Jisungs hair. A shaky breath escaped him, he bared more of his neck for Jisung to leave lingering love confessions on.

"Yes, please spend the night here."

The low chuckle enhanced his excitement.

Jisungs fingers gently circled on Minhos nipples, and the older shuddered. His whole body started burning, with a swift motion he turned and ripped Jisung into a searing kiss.

Which Jisung returned with fervour. Their teeth clashed for a moment, just until they readjusted to taste more of each other.

Jisungs hands had dropped back down to his waist.

"Fancy going to the bedroom then?"

"For fucks sake just say you want to fuck me."

"Well-" Jisung dragged out with a shy smile, cheeks reddening and taking over Minhos heart once again.