minsung oneshots

The First Date (pt.3)☆

Jisung shifted from foot to foot, glancing up at the sleek, mirrored high-rise building in front of him. Minho's company headquarters were intimidating in the most stylish way possible. With its towering glass panels and bustling entryway, it was a clear symbol of success-and it reminded Jisung exactly how big a deal Minho was. But standing here, wearing his best outfit and clutching his phone in slightly sweaty hands, he couldn't help but feel... excited.

He'd been looking forward to this moment since they made plans. And as nerve-wracking as it felt to be waiting outside of Minho's workplace, he was pretty sure it would all be worth it the moment Minho walked through those doors.

After a few minutes, the massive glass doors slid open, and there he was-Minho, looking every bit the part of the suave CEO in his perfectly tailored suit. His eyes scanned the crowd briefly before they landed on Jisung, and the transformation was immediate. The professional mask he wore at work softened as he smiled, a rare expression that seemed to be reserved just for him.

"Hey," Minho greeted, stepping up to Jisung. "Didn't keep you waiting too long, did I?"

Jisung shook his head, smiling up at Minho. "Nope, just a few minutes. I might have to thank your secretary for giving me a heads-up when you were about to come down."

Minho chuckled, slipping a hand around Jisung's shoulder as he began leading him away from the building. "I think she's more invested in my love life than I am sometimes. I swear, she's a one-woman matchmaking team."

Jisung laughed, glancing up at Minho with a sparkle in his eyes. "I mean, I can't really blame her. Who wouldn't want to see you with someone?"

"Oh? And are you that 'someone,' Jisung?" Minho teased, nudging him slightly.

"Maybe I am," Jisung replied, his cheeks flushing a little. "Guess you'll just have to take me on this date and find out."

They walked side by side through the city, the sun dipping lower in the sky and casting a warm glow over the buildings. Minho had planned the date carefully-a cozy dinner at a quiet bistro just a few blocks away. He wanted to make sure they could enjoy each other's company without the distractions of a bustling restaurant or the prying eyes of his work circle.

When they arrived, the bistro was just as charming as Minho had hoped. Small tables were tucked against large, arched windows, with string lights hanging from the ceiling and a soft jazz playlist setting the mood. The staff greeted them warmly, and they were led to a table in the corner, away from the few other patrons.

As they settled into their seats, Jisung looked around, his eyes bright with delight. "This place is amazing! How'd you even find it?"

Minho smirked, pouring them each a glass of water. "I might have asked around a bit. Wanted to impress you."

"Well, mission accomplished," Jisung grinned, taking a sip of his water before leaning back, looking every bit at ease. "You know, you're not as intimidating outside of your office."

Minho raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in his eyes. "You think I'm intimidating in my office?"

"Absolutely," Jisung replied, leaning forward as if sharing a secret. "With the suit, the intense CEO look, and that air of authority-it's kinda scary. In a... cool way."

Minho chuckled, shaking his head. "Good to know I'm not entirely terrifying."

Their conversation flowed naturally as they ordered their food, talking about everything from Jisung's latest project to Minho's upcoming company expansion. The atmosphere was relaxed, and Minho found himself smiling more than he had in ages. Jisung was refreshingly open, his enthusiasm infectious, and it was impossible not to get swept up in his energy.

When their food arrived, Jisung wasted no time diving into his meal, savoring every bite with an enthusiasm that made Minho's heart swell. He loved how unpretentious Jisung was, how he didn't feel the need to put on a front.

Halfway through the meal, Jisung looked up, his expression softening. "You know, I've never really done this before. Like, an actual date."

Minho paused, setting his fork down as he gave Jisung his full attention. "Really?"

Jisung nodded, a small smile playing at his lips. "I mean, I've been on dates, sure, but not... not with someone like you. Usually, it's just casual, nothing serious. But with you..." He trailed off, looking a bit flustered as he met Minho's gaze. "It just feels... different."

Minho's heart skipped a beat at the confession, his fingers reaching across the table to brush against Jisung's. "I know what you mean," he murmured, his voice soft. "It's the same for me."

They held each other's gaze for a moment, the world around them fading into the background. It was one of those rare, perfect moments-simple, yet full of unspoken feelings.

After dinner, they strolled through the city, the evening air cool against their skin as they walked hand in hand. Minho felt lighter than he had in a long time, the weight of his responsibilities melting away with each step.

As they reached a small park, Jisung pulled him over to a bench under a tree, its branches swaying gently in the breeze. They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, watching the city lights twinkle in the distance.

"You know," Jisung began, his tone thoughtful, "I was a little worried about this date. Like, I kept wondering if I'd be enough for you. I mean, you're... well, you. And I'm just... me."

Minho's heart clenched at Jisung's words, and he turned to face him, his hand gently tilting Jisung's chin up so that their eyes met. "Don't ever think that," he said softly. "You are more than enough. I wouldn't be here if I didn't think so."

Jisung's eyes softened, a shy smile creeping onto his lips. "Thank you, Minho."

Without thinking, Minho leaned in, his lips brushing softly against Jisung's in a tender kiss. It was gentle, unhurried, full of the quiet promises they'd exchanged tonight. When they pulled apart, Jisung's cheeks were flushed, but his smile was radiant.

"Maybe we could do this again sometime?" Jisung asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Minho nodded, his own smile mirroring Jisung's. "I'd like that."

And as they sat together under the city lights, Minho knew that this was just the beginning of something beautiful.