strawberry shortcake

52. journey

Minho stirred in his sleep when he felt warm wetness on his cheek. His brows scrunched and his hand reached out to push Doongie away. Except, it was met with a fluffy head of hair and a soft skin. The contact completely woke him up. When he sat up in panic, he almost head butted Jisung who -thanks to his reflexes- went out of his way in time.

Minho's heart raced. "What're you doing here?"

"I live here, you're in my bed darling." Jisung chuckled, stretching his arms over his head to crack his back which caused a displeased look from Minho. He didn't like the sound of it.

"What time is it? Oh god, did I fall asleep?" He ran his hand through his disheveled hair and looked around the room with a disoriented look on his face. He was completely out of touch with reality after the nap.

"Mhm you did. You have like five minutes to give me attention before you'll have to go." Jisung chuckled, climbing under the covers beside him. He shuffled closer to Minho and with a relieved sigh laid his head into the older's lap.

"Why do you have so many bottles of alcohol by the way? You're not planning on getting wasted, right?" Jisung hummed while Minho's fingers made their way into his hair to brush through it.

"I don't know. Yeonjun told me to bring it." He answered, still drowsy, drawing a subtle giggle out the younger.

"If Yeonjun tells you to jump off a bridge, will you?"

"Oh shut up, you smartass." Minho gently slapped his head, causing Jisung to laugh a little more.

"Alright alright, just be safe, okay? Keep me updated and if anything happens call me and I'll be there in no time."

"I'm sure we'll be fine. Soobin and his bodyguards will be there."

"You don't want me there?" Jisung whined.

"How would I gossip about you if you were right there next to me?" Minho pouted playfully earning a huff out the younger.

"You hurt my feelings, now you have to kiss me." Jisung puckered his lips and closed his eyes, waiting for his wish to be fulfilled. Both of them knew very well Minho won't be able to resist such opportunity.

Soon enough, he leaned over Jisung and pressed their lips together in a sweet kiss. The younger reached out his hand and ran it along Minho's upper arm and shoulder before letting it rest on his nape so he could press him closer.

It was a bit impractical, considering their position, but they couldn't care less. As long as they were able to kiss each other and be close, they were happy.

Jisung slightly shifted in his lap and pulled Minho closer while subtly opening his mouth so they could properly make out. The older tugged at his hair to make him tilt his head back and get better access, earning a quiet whimper in response.

One of his free hands moved to Jisung's chest while the other cupped his face, his thumb brushing over the freshly shaven, soft cheek.

Everything, absolutely everything about the younger was endearing. He was sure he would never get enough of the man. His fingers worked on unbuttoning the small buttons of Jisung's fancy work shirt. Without intentions of bringing things any further, he just wanted to feel more of Jisung.

"Hy- oh my god I am so sorry!" A squeal and sound of doors shutting snapped them out of their little moment. Minho was quick to pull away from shock, the suddenness of his moves sending a painful throb into his lower back causing him to groan in pain.

Meanwhile Jisung hid his face under the covers and laughed at the absurdity of their situation.

"The first time of your brother ever seeing me is while we're making out, how wonderful."