Sweetheart (Minsung)

33. Opening Up

TW: SMUT, discussion of trauma.

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Jisung drags himself out of bed, rubbing his eyes and groggily walking to the bathroom. He brushes his teeth, trying to distract from the nightmare he had. The horrible dream of Eun taking him away and trapping him in his house.

The boy then moves to the kitchen, grabbing out four pieces of bread and placing them in the toaster. He pushes them down, rubbing his eyes again to try and push away the sleep. It takes a moment for him to register arms around his waist and lips on his neck.

Jisung tenses under the touch, squeezing his eyes shut. He tries to remember that it's just Minho, but his brain is clouded by memories of countless mornings just like this with Eun. He is spun around, and hands are cupping his face, swiping the tears falling from his closed eyes.

"Ji, are you okay? Ji? Sungie?" The elder calls to him, hoping he will explain what's wrong. The boy opens his eyes, immediately throwing himself onto his boyfriend in a a tight hug.

"I-Im so sorry. I'm ruining the mor-morning." He mutters into Minho's neck. He taps Jisung's thighs, getting him to jump and wrap his legs around the others waist. He is then walked to the couch and set down.

"Tell me what's wrong sweetheart." Minho whispers gently, staying close by. The younger takes a deep breath, wiping his eyes and looking at the ground.

"It's not your fault, but what you did earlier..." He trailed off.

"You mean surprising you like that? I'm sorry I-"

"No. It's not your fault. It's just something that led to bad things in the past." Jisung cut in, looking up at his eyes. The elder moves his hand to comfortingly stroke his thigh.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He offers, bringing the boy to rest with his back against his chest once he nods.

"Back when I first moved in with Eun, he liked...morning sex. A lot." He started; eyes fixed on a blank spot on the wall as the other played with his hair.

"He used to come up to me in the morning, surprise me like that. I was fine with it at first, doing it first thing in the morning wasn't really my thing, but if it made him happy, it was fine." He finished with a sigh.

"Your allowed to have boundaries Jisung. If you didn't like something, you should've told him. If you don't like something, tell me." Minho adds, making the younger nod before continuing.

"I did, but he persisted. Often pushing until I caved in, or guilt tripping me. He also didn't have that bottle that you had or used his fingers. He would usually just go for it, and it would hurt like shit. He always told me 'It's not that bad, get over it' or 'your exaggerating, it'll feel good soon'." The elder stilled his hand, heart aching for what his boyfriend had to go through.

"I'm so sorry that you had to go through that. That's not how it should be, and it's not how it will be." Minho said in a sad voice before playing with his hand again.

"It felt a bit good, but nothing like what we did the other night. I was surprised, I never knew sex could feel so good. With him, it happened often until I was able to put up my boundaries and stop him, no matter how much he persisted. He started to get mad more after that, saying I didn't love him because I wouldn't have sex with him. So many times, I wished to be able to leave, but I couldn't. He was my boss, my only home." Jisung turns his head to smile at the other.

"But now I have you."

Minho smiles back at him before giving him a squeeze.

"And I have you." He whispers in his ear before getting up and starting towards the kitchen. A hand on his wrist stops him.

"Where are you going?" The younger asks him.

"To finish breakfast." He tries to leave again but is tugged down, falling on top of the other only just able to catch himself with his arms. Now the couple's faces were close enough for their breaths to mix.

"No, you're not. You've got me reminiscing about that night." Jisung tells him with a smirk on his face. Minho looks down between their bodies, seeing his boyfriend with a hard on turning him on too.

The younger pulls him down into a fast, hot kiss. Lips colliding, tongues fighting, nothing slow or gentle. Minho pulls away for a second.

"You have until the toast pulls up." He tells the boy before tugging both their pants off. Jisung pulls his shirt off, then taking his own off too and kissing him again. The elder starts to get up again but is tugged back to sit down and pulled into the kiss.

"Wait, I need to get at least a condom." He tries to convince the needy boy.

"No, we don't need it." He replies, moving to kiss his neck. Minho moans and pushes the boy back onto his back. Within seconds, both of their boxers are on the floor.

"Open your mouth." Jisung does as told, the elder letting him suck on two of his fingers for a second before taking them down to his rim. He pushes a finger in, watching the younger arch his back and moan. He pulls his finger out and pushes it back in a few times, soon adding another.

"Just put it in already." The other moans, Minho smirking in response. He lines his dick up, pushing in quickly and bringing Jisung into a kiss as he starts to move. The youngers moans become louder as he speeds up, chasing their highs.

He thrusts faster, reveling in the pornographic moans coming from his boyfriend's mouth.

"I'm going to cum soon." Jisung manages to say between moans. Minho groans back.

"Go ahead sweetheart." The nickname in his breathy, low voice pushes the younger over the edge, causing him to paint his stomach in white strings. The elder slows down for a second and the other takes the opportunity, pushing him and and crawling between his legs to his chest. 

He brings him into a kiss as he wraps a hand around his sensitive dick and starts jerking him off. Moans tumble from Minho's mouth, getting lost in the passionate kiss. Jisung keeps moving his hands after stopping the kiss, enjoying how the elders face twists in pleasure.

"I'm close." He says, out of breath.

"Cum for me." The youngers seductive tone causes the other to cum soon after, a loud moan escaping his lips as he does so. Jisung brings his hand to his face, licking it clean as he holds eye contact with the elder, who smirks at him.

Minho brings him into one last short kiss before standing up and dressing. He passes the younger his clothes.

"I'm going to finish breakfast, stay here." He says with a smile before disappearing into the kitchen.

A/N

Don't like this chap much but oh well.

Also,

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