Hidden Melodies (Minsung)

14. A New Beginning

Author's Warning-

This chapter contains mature content, including intimate scenes and little bit of smut. Please skip if you are uncomfortable!

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The rain drummed softly against the window, the rhythmic sound creating warmth and intimacy around Jisung and Minho. They were lying down together on the floor of their shared space, the leftovers of their dinner forgotten as the weight of unspoken emotions hung in the air.

Jisung’s heart raced as Minho’s fingers brushed against his jaw, a gentle caress that sent a shiver down his spine.

Minho was the first to speak, his voice low and filled with a vulnerability Jisung had rarely seen in him. "You know, every time I see you, I want to reach out and hold you, but I don’t. I’ve been so afraid that touching you would only remind me of how much I’ve hurt you."

“Same here,” Jisung replied, his breath hitching as Minho leaned closer. “I’ve missed you so much that it hurts to breathe some days.”

Minho’s eyes locked with Jisung’s, a silent plea in their depth. "Then why are we still running from each other? Why are we pretending like this pain is what we deserve when all I want is to be with you, to love you the way we both need?"

Jisung felt a tear slip down his cheek,"I don’t want to run anymore," he whispered, his voice trembling. "I just want to be with you. No more hiding, no more pretending." and without thinking, Jisung leaned in, capturing Minho’s lips in a desperate kiss.

It was soft at first, their mouths moving together in a rhythm that felt both familiar and new, but it quickly turned heated. Jisung pressed himself against Minho, feeling the heat radiating from his body.

Minho’s hands slid to Jisung’s waist, fingers digging into the fabric of his shirt as he deepened the kiss. “Let me show you how much I’ve wanted this,” Minho whispered between kisses, his voice low and sultry.

“Please,” Jisung gasped, the single word laced with longing.

With that, Minho’s hands traveled up Jisung’s sides, lifting his shirt to expose his skin. The cool air met Jisung’s warm flesh, causing him to gasp. Minho’s fingers danced along Jisung’s ribs, exploring every curve as if memorizing his body. “You’re beautiful,” Minho breathed, his eyes dark with desire.

The intensity of Minho’s gaze sent a rush of heat through Jisung, igniting a fire within him. He leaned into Minho’s touch, craving more, wanting to feel every inch of him. “I want you,” Jisung confessed, his voice trembling with need.

Minho’s lips curled into a smirk as he pressed soft kisses down Jisung’s neck, trailing lower until he reached the collarbone.

Each kiss sent jolts of pleasure coursing through Jisung, and he instinctively arched into Minho’s mouth. “Then let’s stop holding back,” Minho said, his voice thick with longing. “I want to make you feel everything.”

As Minho’s hands continued their exploration, Jisung felt himself becoming lost in the sensations. Every kiss, every touch, every whisper of Minho’s breath against his skin sent waves of desire crashing over him. He tangled his fingers in Minho’s hair, pulling him closer as their bodies aligned, the heat between them palpable.

Minho’s hands found their way to the hem of Jisung’s shirt, lifting it higher. “Is this okay?” he asked, searching Jisung’s eyes for permission.

“More than okay,” Jisung breathed, his heart racing in anticipation.

With a gentle tug, Minho pulled the shirt off completely, exposing Jisung’s bare skin to the cool air. Jisung felt a rush of vulnerability mixed with exhilaration. “You’re perfect,” Minho whispered, leaning down to place a trail of soft kisses across Jisung’s chest.

The sensation was electric, sending a thrill through Jisung as he arched into Minho’s mouth. “Minho… please,” he gasped, lost in the bliss of the moment.

Minho looked up, his eyes dark with desire. “What do you want, baby?” he teased, his voice low and sultry.

“Everything,” Jisung replied, his voice thick with need. “I want you, all of you.”

With a fervor that ignited the air around them, Minho captured Jisung’s lips again, kissing him deeply, their mouths moving in a passionate dance. Minho’s hands roamed down Jisung’s sides, tracing the curves of his body, before finding their way to the waistband of his pants.

“Are you sure?” Minho asked, his eyes searching Jisung’s for confirmation.

“Yes,” Jisung breathed, his heart pounding in his chest. “I want this. I want you.”

With a swift motion, Minho undid the button of Jisung’s pants, his fingers brushing against the skin just above. Jisung gasped at the contact, his body responding eagerly to Minho’s touch. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them, wrapped in a cocoon of warmth and desire.

As Minho slid Jisung’s pants down his legs, he couldn’t help but admire the sight before him. “You’re breathtaking,” he murmured, his voice filled with awe.

“Just wait,” Jisung replied, a playful smirk crossing his lips as he pushed Minho back against the floor, shifting their positions. “Let me show you what I can do.”

The surprise in Minho’s eyes was quickly replaced with admiration as Jisung leaned down, kissing a path from Minho’s neck to his collarbone, taking his time to savor every inch of him. Minho’s breath hitched, his hands tangling in Jisung’s hair as he surrendered to the sensation.

“God, Jisung,” Minho gasped, his voice filled with a mixture of pleasure and longing. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”

“I think I’m starting to,” Jisung teased, looking up at Minho with a playful glint in his eyes. “And I’m just getting started.”

With newfound determination, Jisung kissed his way back up, capturing Minho’s lips once more. The kiss was hungry and passionate, igniting a fire between them that neither could resist. Their bodies moved together, lost in the rhythm of their desires, the connection between them deepening with each passing moment.

“Jisung…” Minho breathed against his lips, his voice thick with longing. “I need you.”

“Then take me,” Jisung whispered, his heart racing as he surrendered completely.

And in that intimate space, with the rain pattering softly around them, they lost themselves in each other, their love transforming into something raw and beautiful, binding them together in a way that felt eternal.

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