Bed of Roses *Minsung*

20: This boyfriend thing

*We had fluff... now for smut lol

*Two short smut scenes, if you don't want to read this chapter, lmk and I'll give you a summary :)

*Otherwise, enjoy, gremlins ;))

*4,250 words

Chan was still as handsome as the day Jisung first saw him, but his appeal, though still clear and obvious, was downplayed with Minho standing right beside him. On any given day Jisung would have a hard time choosing between them, but he was so attached to Minho and his interesting ways, his looks, his smile, the care he showed, that the answer would only ever be Minho.

And Jeongin made it clear that Chan was his anyway, so any tension that might have been tempted to make itself known didn't even have a chance to peek its head into the room.

After a slightly awkward check up, Chan deemed Jisung alright and prescribed him at least another full day of rest. Of course the florist wanted to protest, he had flowers to take care of, but one look from Minho convinced him to comply. Once that was all said and done, Minho offered to make dinner, and the four of them enjoyed a pleasant evening together.

Minho and Jeongin dove into conversation about their organizations, how things were going with their workers, what would be done with Trayden's assets. Jisung and Chan fell into a conversation about music, since they both shared taste and had a small interest in making it as a side hobby.

Overall it was a good way to end the day. It distracted Jisung from his beat body and bruised ribs, and it gave him an excuse to mess with Minho a little while he teased Chan.

Currently Jisung was lounging on the sofa, quietly watching the show about the princes while Poppy purred where she was curled up on his chest. Minho was over in the kitchen cleaning up quietly after refusing to let Jisung help.

"You're going to give yourself neck problems sitting like that," the gangster commented after a small amount of time.

Jisung shrugged from where he was laying flat on his back with his head scrunched down against the armrest of the sofa. "I'm already messed up. And it'll give me an excuse to get a massage."

"If you want a massage, just ask for one, doll."

Jisung felt a small pool of warmth within his chest at the nickname. That nickname had interested him a little too much during their time together in bed, and he wondered if Minho was aware of it even a little bit.

"Is your silence a yes?"

"If you take it as one, then double yes."

Minho chuckled, drying his hands and setting the washcloth on the edge of the sink. "You're hard to resist, so a double yes is impossible to deny."

Jisung couldn't help smiling when he heard Minho approaching, and he tilted his head up to meet his eyes. "Are you really going to give me a massage?"

"First of all, that's a silly question. Second, yes." Minho tapped his shoulder. "Come on, sit up for me."

"But I don't want to disturb her," Jisung pouted, lightly scratching between Poppy's ears.

"Just slip her down to your lap, she won't mind. It's Blue that runs away at the slightest disturbance." (a/n: I could not for the life of me remember if I named Min's other cat and I couldn't find if I did so it's Blue now lol)

Jisung still felt a little bad, but he followed the gangster's instruction, sitting up in slow motion as he slid the feline down. The moment he was sitting up, Minho dropped onto the couch behind him.