pretty boy

sixteen

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"yah! stop!"

it had been around an hour since minho arrived at 3racha's dorm, and the boy could say he wasn't regretting sneaking in at all.

after he and jisung spoke for a little while in the living room, they were mocked by chan for 'flirting right in front of my eyes' and lead to jisung dragging minho up to his room in embarrassment.

once jisung shut the door behind him, there was a little bit of awkward silence before minho had spoken up. "you want us to be alone now, huh?" he teased with a smirk.

jisung had hit him in the arm, not hard enough to seriously hurt minho, but hard enough to let the boy know he was angry at the teasing comment. minho laughed but then apologised many times before jisung forgave him.

the two then decided on watching a movie after a while of disagreeing on what they wanted to watch. it ended up with jisung giving minho the cutest puppy-eyes known to mankind, leading minho on to just let jisung choose.

they were not about halfway through the movie, and minho just wouldn't be quiet and watch it. he kept making comments about how cute jisung was when there was either an intense or jump-scare scene, making said boy pout and complain each time, then making minho want to tease him more just to see him react that way again.

it wasn't helping their position they were in either. minho was sat with his back against jisung's pillows resting on the head-board of his bed, legs separated. hiding say in between the boys legs with his covers wrapped around them and back pressed against minho's muscly chest.

every now and then, minho would either pink jisung's side, blow on his neck, breathe rather aggressively on purpose so that jisung would be annoyed by feeling it and just many other things to try and annoy him.

it got jisung wondering quite a lot, his mind wondering away from the movie and focusing on minho instead.

has he always been like this? he was really calm when i first came round to his after the cafe incident which is the total opposite of how he's been the whole time today. maybe it was because i was upset then? or-

"jisunggggg!" minho whined, finally catching the attention of the mind-wondering boy.

"oh, yeah?" jisung asked, not preying his eyes away from the tv even though he had no idea what was going on as he just missed a scene or two.

"i've been saying your name and trying to get your atttention for ages!" minho complained. he honestly sounded like a child and it was pretty amusing to jisung.

jisung snickered and minho frowned with an exaggerated pout, though jisung couldn't see it.

"what's so funny?"

"oh, nothing. you just sound like a kid whining like that," jisung responds with the cheesiest smile on his face. for some reason, he couldn't stop smiling and his cheeks began to hurt.

"i sound like a child?" minho scoffed, "i'm guessing you didn't hear yourself while we were picking a movie to watch, then."

jisung whined at this, which just proves minho's point, making the older laugh and jisung to cover his face in embarrassment.

"it's fine. your whining is cute," minho said, but there was a teasing tone behind it and he snickered right after.

it took 1... 2... 3 seconds before jisung caught on and he sat up straight, turned around with his mouth hung open. he then started laughing whine hitting the older's chest. "you perv!" he squeaked out.

minho let out noises of complaint, over-exaggerating the hits by letting out a few 'ow!'s while telling jisung to, and i quote, "knock it off".

jisung stopped when he heard his phone ping. he turned to his phone that was rested on his bed-side table, not being able to see the message as it was laying on its front. he then turned back to minho and squinted his eyes, his hands held in place on the male's chest.

minho raised his eyebrows, "your hands look quite comfy there, darling," minho teased and jisung instantly released them, now holding them to his chest with a pretty blush on his cheeks.

"whatever!" he complains and sits up, getting out of minho's lap, standing in front of the bed-side table as he read over the message. his whole body tensed and he felt as though he had a lump of something in his throat.

minho turned his attention away from the tv when he noticed jisung had been stood up and looking at his phone for a while and paused the movie. he noticed the boys state and instantly stood up, trying to grab the phone. jisung noticed and instantly yanked it away, holding the device to his chest. minho frowned at this and slowly placed a hand on the side of jisung's cheek.

"i'm sorry i tried to grab it out of your hands, that's invasion of privacy. what's the matter?" minho softly asked. his voice was so soothing it made jisung want to cry and be held by minho forever.

"no-"

"-and don't try and lie to me. i can tell somethings wrong," minho sternly interrupted.

jisung bit his lip and mentally cursed. he looked down and clenched the phone in his sweaty, trembling hands, contemplating showing minho or lying his way out of it.

without properly thinking, jisung just whined and shoved his phone into minho's chest, his eyes squinted shut in order to avoid eye-contact. minho frowned but took the phone nonetheless, it already being opened and on the thing jisung was looking at.

minho felt his heart drop at the sight, but that feeling was quickly replaced by anger as he read over the message a few more times.

mama❤️

well you don't know anything
about them so you have no right
to be saying that mum <

today, 7.21pm

> your father spoke to
me a moment ago, jisung.
i'm really not happy with you.

> you can either get a plane
ticket and get your pathetic
ass back down to malaysia,
or me and your father will
have to drag you here ourselves.

minho's blood boiled at the thought of jisung's parents thinking it was okay to speak to their own son like this. he then placed jisung's phone down onto the bed and looked at the boy, who now had tears dripping down his face. minho sighed and took a step forwards, wrapping his arms around the boys' small frame. he let him sob into his arms, not caring if his cloths would get wet from tears.

"it's okay, jisungie. i'm here for you. they can't get you here. not while i'm here with you. i won't let them."

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a/n; oof drama
-> "thank you erin" we all say in unison for her helping me to update...😛❤️