Stray Kids Oneshots

★ 𝙄 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣...𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙣𝙤𝙩 ★ (minsung)

Words: 3882
Ship: minsung
Consists of: first times, make outs, roomates, fluff, smex, bottom Minho, top han

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"Hyung, come look at this," Jisung called out, his voice a mix of amusement and curiosity as he leaned over the back of the couch.

Minho paused his game, setting his phone aside, and swiveled to face him. "What's up?"

Jisung held out his phone, displaying a fan-made video montage of their moments together. The screen flickered with images of shared glances, close proximity, and their hands brushing against each other during dance routines, all set to a sappy love song. "Look at this," he said, his cheeks tinged with pink. "They really want us to be a couple."

Minho took the phone, watching the compilation with a raised eyebrow. He couldn't help but chuckle at the fan's creativity. "Well, we do have good chemistry on stage," he admitted, passing the phone back.

Jisung's eyes lit up. "Exactly! And I was just thinking...what if there's something more?"

Minho leaned back, a smirk playing on his lips. "You mean, like, in real life?"

Jisung nodded, a hopeful look in his eyes. "Yeah. Like, maybe we could just... try it out? For fun?"

Minho studied him for a moment, then shrugged. "Alright, why not? It's not like we haven't done weirder things for the fans."

Jisung's heart raced at his response. He didn't know if Minho was just playing along or if he was actually interested, but the prospect was thrilling. They decided to keep it a secret from the other members for now, not wanting to stir up any unnecessary drama.

They moved closer, their eyes locked, and Jisung leaned in slowly. The room grew quiet except for the sound of their shallow breaths. When their lips finally met, it was a soft, tentative kiss. The electricity of the moment made them both freeze in place, unsure of what to do next.

Minho's hand reached up to cup Jisung's cheek, his thumb brushing against the soft skin. The touch sent a shiver down Jisung's spine, and he closed his eyes, letting the feeling wash over him. The kiss grew deeper, more urgent, and Jisung wrapped his arms around Minho's neck, pulling him closer.

For a moment, the world outside their bubble ceased to exist. They kissed like they were the only two people in the room, exploring each other's lips and tasting the faint mint of toothpaste on their breath. It was nothing like Jisung had imagined when he'd watched those fan videos, but it was everything he'd hoped for and more.

But as the initial shock of the kiss began to wear off, reality started to seep back in. Minho pulled away, a look of surprise etched on his face. "So...," he murmured, his eyes searching Jisung's. "That was..."

Jisung nodded, his eyes still closed, savoring the feeling of Minho's warmth against him. "Yeah."

Minho cleared his throat, his cheeks now matching Jisung's in color. "So, uh, what do we do now?"

Jisung opened his eyes, a small smile playing on his lips. "I don't know. It's your call, Hyung."

Minho took a moment to process the situation. He didn't expect to feel this way, but the kiss had definitely sparked something within him. He leaned back in, capturing Jisung's lips again, this time with more confidence. Their kiss grew more passionate, and Jisung felt a heat spread through his body that he hadn't experienced before.

They broke apart, both panting slightly. Jisung's eyes searched Minho's, looking for any signs of regret or discomfort. But all he saw was a mix of surprise and curiosity. "Do you... do you feel anything?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.