Iris | Minho X Jisung

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Minho was at his door with flowers two days later. The summer holidays were a godsend for doing everything and anything. Taeyang let him in, calling for Jisung. Jisung came around the corner, and fuck. His hair was curled, some light make-up and his outfit. Oh, the outfit. Some flowy black pants, and a flowy white button-up shirt. One side was tucked in, the top two unbuttoned and the sleeved folded up his forearms. He was so pretty.

Minho had also tried with his outfit, black jeans and a black button-up, sleeves folded like Jisung's. Except Jisung's forearms were smooth and tanned. Minho's pale with protruding veins every time he moved his fingers. It was attractive, extremely attractive. Minho hugged him, handing him the flowers.

"They're my favourite," he blushed, taking them. They were daisies and pink roses. "Dad? Do we have a vase?"

"Do you need water?" He asked, Jisung looking at Minho.

"Nope, they were very expensive but they are realistic fake ones. I didn't want them to die, it'd make you upset," Minho smiled, holding the small of his back.

"You're the best," Jisung kissed his cheek, putting the flowers in the vase. "Come on," He took it and led Minho to his room. "I'll get around to cleaning it eventually then I'll put it on my dresser next to my TV, for now I'll put it on my desk," Jisung explained, putting it by his laptop.

"I'll clean it with you one day," Minho kissed his cheek, holding his hand. "Got everything?"

"Phone, wallet, your sunglasses and ear defenders, chargers, deodorant, spray, ID, water bottle and I think that's all I need," Jisung showed him the tote bag with line art flowers on. Minho took it, taking out most of the bigger objects and putting them in his backpack.

"I know the bumps and how wide it is will annoy you, I'll take the headphones, charger, deodorant, water and spray. You keep the wallet, phone, sunglasses and ID," Minho smiled, throwing the bag over his back. Jisung thanked him, taking his bag back along with his hand and leading him out. They said goodbye, leaving the house.

"Where are we going?" Jisung asked, swinging their arms.

"We are going out to eat and walk around the park. Since it's five, I thought we could watch the sunset later," Minho turned to look at him.

"That sounds great," Jisung smiled, squeezing his palm.

Minho might have been struggling with himself. But he wanted to try. He wanted to show Jisung how much he liked him. He wasn't going to ask him out yet. Maybe a few more dates, then he'd ask.

They got to a small local cafe-style restaurant. It was pretty quiet. From the outside, it looked like a normal house, with slightly bigger windows and a double door upfront, but apart from that, it was easily mistaken. It was candle-lit inside, with red velvet curtains over the windows. The only seating available was in booths to make it more private and romantic.

Minho waited for Jisung to sit, sliding in beside him. "Don't wanna be cliche. I want to be next to you," Jisung held his hand, reaching for the menu. They got water while they decided, both looking through the menu. Minho had decided first. He got pork stir-fry on rice with a few sides. Jisung got chilli seafood noodles and wanted to steal some of Minho's side. When it arrived, Minho had ordered them some coke to drink alongside it.

They ate in silence, Jisung's free hand resting on Minho's thigh the entire time. "Is it good?" Minho asked, turning to face him.

"Mhm, I love it," Jisung smiled, squeezing his thigh. "Can we come here often?"

"Of course," Minho grinned at him before continuing to eat. Jisung finished before him, lying on the other's shoulder. It was filling and tasted so good. He put his other hand on his thigh as well, squishing it in his palm. "Having fun?"