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Minho and Jisung decided to grab ice cream from their favorite shop. The walk there was filled with laughter and playful teasing, the summer sun casting a warm glow over their carefree spirits.
As they strolled back home, Jisung looked at Minho with a thoughtful expression. “You know, you should come over to my place. We can watch a movie or something.”
Minho’s eyes lit up. “I’d love that.”
Once they arrived at Jisung’s apartment, they settled on the couch with their ice cream. Jisung picked a movie,However, as the movie played, Minho couldn’t help but notice the notifications lighting up Jisung’s phone screen, most of them from Wooyoung.
“Seems like Wooyoung’s been texting you a lot,” Minho commented, trying to keep his tone neutral.
Jisung glanced at his phone and shrugged. “Yeah, he’s been asking about some game stuff.”
Minho’s annoyance bubbled to the surface. “You know, you talk about Wooyoung a lot.”
Jisung turned to Minho, frowning. “we met after so long minho , i missed him thats why”
“ it feels like you’re spending more time with him than with me!” Minho’s voice rose, frustration clear in his eyes.
Jisung’s eyes widened in surprise. “Minho, are you jealous?”
Minho stood up abruptly, running a hand through his hair. " I’m just an afterthought compared to Wooyoung!”
Jisung stood up as well, his own temper flaring. “That’s ridiculous! You’re not an afterthought. We’re friends, and you know it!”
“Friends?” Minho spat, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “It doesn’t feel like it when you’re always talking about Wooyoung!”
Jisung stepped closer, his fists clenched at his sides. “Why do you even care if I talk to him or not?"
Without responding , Minho just grabbed him by the waist and smashed his lips against Jisung’s in a heated, passionate kiss.
The kiss was fierce, almost desperate, as if Minho was trying to convey all his pent-up emotions in that single moment. Jisung responded just as passionately, his hands gripping Minho’s shirt, pulling him closer.
The intensity of the kiss gradually softened, turning into something more tender and reassuring. When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting together.
"I love you " Minho whispered his voice raw with emotion. “and thats why I … I don’t want to lose you.”
“You won’t,” Jisung whispered back, his hands cupping Minho’s face. "I love you too"
They stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, letting the warmth of their love wash over them, the earlier argument forgotten in the wake of their heartfelt confession.
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