My Petunia|| MinSung

Chapter 8: Confession

Jisung couldn't keep his hands out of Minho's newly purple hair. He loved how it flowed and stayed soft no matter what. It was like a fluffy purple cloud upon Jisung's hands.

Minho slowly grabbed his wrist and gazed deep in his eyes. The two only have gotten closer. Hugging more, kissing more. And even having a couple more steamy nights.

It was like a fever dream to the two of them.
But Minho has reached a point. He wants to know what he's in for. If this is like a small fling to Jisung. Or the beginning to a commitment.

He rubbed Jisung's wrist with his thumbs gently as he gazed deep into his eyes. "Ji..there's something we need to talk about." He chuckled nervously, trying to cut short with confidence as he sit straighter.

Jisung looks a bit confused. What could be so serious that he had to stop playing with Minho's hair? "Okay..." he gulped. He was scared maybe Minho didn't want to do this with him anymore.

Minho cupped jisung cheeks softly. Feeling the warmth form his bodv into his hands. "I really like you Jisung. More than that. I love you." He said bluntly.

Even though his actions were gentle and soft.
His facial was stone cold as a rock. He was trying to stay confident, but he didn't realize it was showing more of his coldness. He was sweating profusely, but Jisung couldn't see it. He couldn't see anything past the look on his face. He was astonished. He didn't know if Minho was serious or joking.

"Um.....okay.?" Jisung looked kind of confused.
He didn't know what to say, the right thing to say.

Minho furrowed his eyebrows and backed away slightly. "Just, okay? You have nothing else to say?"

Jisung realized Minho was being serious then and widened his eyes. He quickly wrapped his arms around Minho and nuzzled his face into his neck. "I-I like you too!"

Minho felt a wave of relief wash over him as he quickly wrapped his arms tightly around Jisung. "I-I thought you were joking...you didn't look so. 'in love' when you said it..." Jisung sniffled.

Minho was confused when he said this, scrunching his face up a bit. "What do you mean?"

Jisung pulled away slightly, looking up at Minho. "Y-You looked like this." Jisung tried his best to calm himself as he gave Minho a similar cold look. Shock ran through Minho as he felt embarrassed. But couldn't help but smile at the cuteness of the small one. He ruffled his hair, his arms hanging around Jisung waist.

"Sorry love, I was trying to be confident..."

Jisung widened his eyes as his breath got caught in his throat at the nickname. "L-Love..?"

Minho smiled widely as he pinched the younger cheek, causing him to whine. "Yes. You will be mine, right?" Jisung nodded quickly, engulfing himself into Minhos warmth once again.

If he could, he would live inside of Minho. There was something about him, he couldn't keep away from Minho. "I-I'll be yours.." he gulped. Nuzzling his head into Minhos chest, inhaling his intoxicating scent.

Minho smiled softly at the small bean. Looking at the view of the sky as they sat in each others arms on the ledge.

"And only mine." Minho whispered, showing a bit of his possessive side. However, Jisung heard him perfectly and blushed. He wasn't sure if he was meant to hear it or not, but he decided to speak on it anyways. "And only yours Minho."

Minho started feeling a small excitement swirl in his abdomen. He smirked slightly as he held Jisung tighter. Flicking his chin up and smashing his lips on his. Not giving Jisung a chance to respond or understand what's happening.

As Minho was passionately eating Jisung's face.
Jisung softly was kissing him back, small whines emitting from his lips. He couldn't handle Minho's dominance. He easily submitted to his rough, but gentle touches.

Minho travels his hand to the back of Jisung head. Pushing him in more into the kiss. He couldn't get enough of him. His taste, his lips, his sounds, it was all beautiful to him.

He slowly detaches his lips from Jisung as he kisses his neck hungrily. Small whimpers and moans come from Jisung. As much as he loved it, he couldn't handle it. He slowly pushed Minho off him, as much as he didn't want to.
Making Minho slightly annoyed and pushed his tongue against his cheek. Jisung loved when Minho did that. It was such a turn on, but also a delight in general.

"What?" Minho asked confused, but his annoyance came out a bit with his tone. Causing Jisung to fall in a fit of giggles. Jisung leaned in and softly kissed Minho on his nose. "Not here Min. Wait." Minho huffed and puffed out of
annoyance.

He couldn't stand holding himself back from Jisung. But he also knew if he didn't hold back, the poor boy would be limping home for all he cared. He cleared his throat, looking down atthe small bean before him. "I'm not waiting.
Home, now."

Jisung let out a small 'huh' as Minho gave him no time to think, picking him up and walking home. They started living together at Jisung's apartment since that night.

Jisung was blushing as he knew what he was in for when Minho was walking home with him in his arms. He huffed, crossing his arms.

"What if I say no?" Minho looked down at him, a small smirk on his face. Minho smirked and his eyes flicked with amusement as he walked home. "Not like you'd deny me anyways."

7/30/24