Hidden Melodies (Minsung)

5. A Night Under The Stars

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It was one of those rare nights where they had no schedule the next day. The group had gathered on the rooftop of their dorm, talking and laughing beneath a sky full of stars.

Jisung found himself sitting next to Minho, their shoulders brushing as they shared a blanket to keep warm from the cool evening breeze.

The other members slowly began to drift away one by one, heading back inside to get some rest. Soon, it was just Jisung and Minho left under the night sky. Silence settled between them, but it was a comfortable silence, the kind where words weren't necessary.

"I love nights like this," Minho said softly, his voice barely audible over the wind. "Where everything feels still."

Jisung glanced at him, noticing the way the soft moonlight illuminated his face, making him look almost ethereal. His heart fluttered in his chest, and without thinking, he shifted closer, their sides now pressed against each other beneath the shared blanket.

"Me too," Jisung replied, his voice equally quiet, as if speaking too loudly might break the magic of the moment.

Minho turned his head to look at him, their faces now inches apart. Jisung's breath hitched as he noticed the way Minho's eyes softened, filled with something more than friendship-something Jisung had been dreaming about but never dared to believe was real.

"I'm glad we're alone," Minho whispered, his gaze dropping to Jisung's lips for a split second before meeting his eyes again.

Jisung felt a wave of warmth rush through him, his heart racing. "Why?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

"Because now I don't have to pretend," Minho replied softly. And before Jisung could respond, Minho leaned in, closing the small distance between them.

Their lips met in a slow, tentative kiss, the kind that made Jisung's entire world tilt on its axis.

The kiss was gentle at first, both of them testing the waters, but it quickly deepened, their emotions pouring into each other with an intensity that surprised them both.

Jisung's hands found their way to Minho's face, cupping his jaw as he pulled him closer, desperate to feel more. Minho responded in kind, his fingers threading through Jisung's hair, pulling him in as though he couldn't get enough.

When they finally pulled apart, both of them were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other as they tried to calm their racing hearts.

Jisung could feel Minho's warm breath against his lips, and he smiled softly, his thumb brushing over Minho's cheek.

"I've been wanting to do that for a while," Minho admitted with a small laugh, his eyes still closed as he savored the moment.

Jisung chuckled softly. "Me too. I just didn't know how to make the first move."

Minho opened his eyes, smiling at him. "Well, now you don't have to worry about that." He leaned in again, this time pressing a soft, lingering kiss to Jisung's forehead, making him melt at the sweetness of the gesture.

They sat in silence after that, still close, still wrapped in each other, watching the stars above them. And for the first time in a long time, everything felt right.

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