Clueless Boy - Minsung

Chapter 57

Very hangover, Minho whined as he moved in the bed.

Jisung giggled at that, sleepily waking up from Minho's complaints.

"How much did I drink ?" He groaned, nuzzling his head on Jisung's shoulder.

"Too much to say" Jisung chuckled.

"Was I hard to manage ?" Minho asked, pouting, raising his head to look at his boy.

"No, it was the funniest time of my life" Jisung responded, hand laying softly on his cheek.

"Really ?"

Jisung only chuckled as an answer, as he picked his phone to show him.

"Damn" Minho said, shaking his head "How lond did it take to go back home ?"

"An hour or so" Jisung chuckled "For usually a 15min walk"

Minho was embarassed, but Jisung was chuckling at it.

"Thanks for taking care of me" Minho mumbled, littering little kisses of Jisung's cheek.

"My pleasure" Jisung responded, giggling from the ticklish feeling when Minho's kisses lowered on his neck.

His hands ended up gripping at Minho's nape, loving the way his little kisses ended up becoming long kisses, mouthing at his skin.

Minho raised back again, only to softly caress Jisung's waist while he joined their lips together and kissed him lovingly, getting deeper and deeper.

He pushed his own body closer to Jisung's, their groins sticking to the other and making Jisung whimper so lightly.

They were getting hot, and Minho got slightly disturbed by his phone, that started ringing suddenly.

But as much as it could be important, he didn't care, way more interested on getting another whimper out of Jisung.

And after a few seconds, the phone rang again.

Groaning, Minho separated from Jisung, pecking his lips quickly before grabbing his phone, annoyed.

At seeing 'Mom' on it, he blinked.

Jisung sat up as well, watching the phone, and smiling at Minho.

"Pick it up" He reassured, kissing his cheek.

Minho sighed, and picked up the call.

Well, bad news.

Minho's mom was in Seoul for the day.

Most importantly, she was in front of the dorm, asking her beloved son if she could greet him.

And Minho, being the good son he is, wouldn't refuse it.

Hanging up, he turned to Jisung who had heard it.

"Do you mind if she enters for a bit ? We'll stay in the living room" He said softly.

"Not at all" Jisung said, sitting up as he watched Minho hurry to put on the first clothes he saw, picking Jisung's largest clothes.

He was rushing, almost falling as he put on some baggy joggers.

"Do I have to hide ...?" Jisung said, awkwardly.

"Not at all, are you crazy ?" Minho responded, blinking at Jisung "You're in your own dorm, love. Feel free to greet her if you want to"

Jisung nodded, reassured.