Jisung drags himself out of bed and shuffles to the bathroom to turn on the shower as he inspects his puffy eyes. The boy steps into the water, washing his body quickly and stepping out again, dressing and heading into the eerily quiet house.
He makes a coffee like always, going through his phone as he usually does. Jisung sits on the couch, sipping his drink and watching the news going through daily reports. He hasn't seen Eun at all today and other than the whirring of the fridge and report on the TV, there is only silence surrounding him.
He washes the mug and starts drying his hands when he hears a yell from the basement.
"Jisung! Can you help me with something?" His boyfriend calls out.
So that's where he's been.
"Sure." The boy yells back as he makes his way to the door. Jisung flicks the light on and descends the stairs to the blood-stained room. A shiver runs down his back at the sight of the dark stains.
"Eun?" He asks confused at not seeing him. He feels a vibration in his pocket and pulls out his phone.
Eun:
I'm at the store
Do you want anything?
The boy freezes, his eyes widening. Arms wrapping around his waist make the boy flinch.
"It's just me sweetheart." Minho whispers into his ear, loving the way the boy melts in his touch. Jisung soon turns to face him with a confused look on his face
"Where's Eun? I heard his voice." He wanders. The elder smirks and brings a small device to his mouth.
"Your little boyfriend got picked up by some stranger ages ago." The voice of the other comes from the box, though Minho is the one speaking. He smirks wider at the awe written all over the youngers face, quickly putting it away and pulling him in for a short kiss.
Jisung chases after the elder's lips when he moves back but gives up when he walks away. The other steps over to the old chair in the middle of the room, running his hand over the top and down to the floor, squatting to trace the outline of the bloodstain on the floor.
Minho looks over at the younger.
"What happened here?" He asks, a hint of playfulness in his voice that makes it seem as if he already knows. Jisung stares at the floor with his arms wrapped around his waist.
"Eun brought a guy in to torture." He explains, glancing at the freezer door in the corner, the other getting back up in his peripheral vision. A finger under his chin tilts his face to look up into the elder's.
"Where is this guy now?" He whispers.
"Dead." Jisung mutters back, eyes only leaving Minho's to glance at his lips. He is gently pushed back until his back hits the walk and he lets out a gasp at the sudden impact. The other takes the opportunity, leaning in and kissing the boy.
He kisses back harsh and fast, his energy soon being matched. The elder's body presses into the younger's, and he slides knee between the other's legs. Minho's lips move to his jaw, leaving kisses down it to his neck, his hands wresting on the other's hips. The elder's warm touch slides under his shirt, drawing random shapes on his sensitive sides and clouding his brain with too many feelings. It was so much, and it felt amazing.
Jisung wrapped his arms around the other's shoulders as he moves hit head to the side to allow for more access. The elder starts to suck at a particular spot on his collarbone that makes the younger inhale sharply and bite his lip. The elder smirks against skin and moves back up to his lips, kissing him again until they have to pull back and breath.
In their moment of silence, a door slam causes both to snap their heads to the door.
"I'm home!" Eun shouts from upstairs. Jisung looks at the other with wide eyes.
What are we going to do?
He mouths frantically, only calming down when Minho caresses his cheek gently.
"We'll figure something out." He whispers. They both fall into silence, listening to the shuffling upstairs and thinking of a plan. An idea comes to Jisung's mind, and he grabs the elder's shoulders suddenly.
"If I go up there and distract him, then you can sneak out through the front door." He suggests. Minho nods and they step up the stairs to the basement door. The younger leaves and heads to the kitchen.
"Hey Eun. Need help?" He offers, starting to put away some of the groceries.
"Thanks."
When they finished, he glances to the door quickly.
"I lost an earring in my room. Can you help me find it?" He asks his boyfriend as he follows him to the living room.
"Just search for it yourself." The other grumbles, dropping on the couch and flicking the TV on.
"Please, I've searched for it already and can't find it."
"No, search harder." Eun was becoming irritated and Jisung's worry about his plan was growing. He nervously looked back to the basement where Minho was half out of it. Luckily, the younger's body blocked the other man from being able to see him.
He quickly shooed him on, telling the other to hurry up. Eun noticed and looked at him confused.
"What are you doing?" He asked, trying to look behind the boy. Jisung moved side to side with his head, determined on blocking his view.
"Nothing." He answered shortly, looking back to make sure Minho had left. The front door was wide open and moving slightly from the breeze. He rushes over, quietly closing the door and checking back in on the elder who was now engrossed in the TV.
The boy sighs, walking back to his room and shutting the door. He slides down to the floor and places a hand over his rapidly beating heart. The kiss and the scare of almost getting caught was too much for it.
Jisung pulls out his phone, noticing another message from Eun. His heart drops as he reads it.
Eun:
Don't sleep in too late.
I have a plan to finally capture that villain once and for all.
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Sweetheart (Minsung)
Fanfiction"We shouldn't be doing this." "Do you want to stop?" "No." ---------------------------------- Villain x Hero's sidekick ---------------------------------- All characters are Oc's except for Minho and Jisung. Warning: Smut Graphic Violence SA (kind o...
