Minho and Jisung-two stars in the same orbit, bound by friendship yet aching for more.
Minho chases a dream his father rejects, torn between ambition and forbidden love.
Jisung, the perfect son, hides his longing behind a flawless smile.
In a w...
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Song of the chapter:House of Cards by BTS
Chapter: 9
Notes TW: Almost a sexual intercourse
Jisung woke up next to Minho again, but this time with a different feeling: a desire to cherish his lover, not his so-called boyfriend but still his lover.
"My head hurts..." Jisung muttered, his voice thick with sleep.
It was around 7 a.m. when he glanced at his phone. Beside him, Minho lay soundly asleep, looking like a sleepy bunny. Jisung wanted to take a moment to admire him, but his pressing need to pee made it impossible to focus on anything else.
"Shit," he murmured, trying to carefully pull his arm away from Minho's grasp, which, despite the deep slumber, remained surprisingly tight.
As he shifted, Minho's grip only tightened. Jisung let out a small whine of frustration. "Hyung, move... please."
Jisung had woken up desperate for the bathroom. His arm was stuck beneath Minho's, and no matter how gently he tried to slip away, he couldn't. He didn't want to wake Minho—didn't want to disturb the peaceful moment—but after a few failed attempts, he couldn't hold it in anymore. He shut his eyes in an attempt to calm down and murmured one last plea.
"Hyung... Let me go." The younger whined aggressivly.
And then Minho kissed him.
To shut him up.
"Why..w-would you do that?" Jisung shocked, asked.
"Where did all that attitude you had just gone, mh?" The older teased with a firm tone and sleepy eyes, finally letting go of Jisung's arm and stretching his muscles.
"Seriously, my arm's so sore hyung." Han got up and almost ran to the toilet.
Minho giggled at the annoyed face of Jisung who looked cute even though he looked a bit mad.
After they've had breakfast together, which Minho obviously prepared while Jisung did nothing but sit and look pretty as the older asked him to. They went to watch a K-drama together "A Paradox Killer", or something along those lines.
"I'm bored!"
"Sungie, it's the fourth time you've said that." Minho glared at him.
Suddenly a mischievous glint in his eye. He had an idea. A stupid one, of course.
"Let's go to the club Changbin owns-"
"No." Jisung affirmed without a second to think, lightly kicking at Minho's knee. "Are you crazy?"
