Author's pov...
"Hey," Minho said, his voice casual as he walked into Jisung's room.
Jisung looked up from his spot on the bed, a teasing smirk already forming on his face. "Oh, didn't you have a guest downstairs?" he asked, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
Minho raised an eyebrow, catching the smirk. He shook his head, clearly unfazed. "Nah, she's fine there," he said as he sat next to Jisung, his hand sliding to rest on Jisung's thigh.
Jisung noticed the gesture immediately and exhaled sharply, pushing Minho's hand away with a casual shrug. "Minho... the girl downstairs was pretty. Don't mess with her like this," he said, his tone carrying a hint of concern.
Minho tilted his head, looking up at Jisung with a small, knowing smile. "She's my sister. Of course, she's pretty," he replied, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Jisung blinked in surprise. "S-sister? Oh my God, damn," he laughed, feeling a wave of... relief?.
Minho chuckled, his lips curling into a playful grin. "What did you think, huh?"
Jisung rubbed the back of his neck, a bit embarrassed. "I thought she was your girlfriend," he admitted, still trying to shake the awkwardness.
Minho laughed outright, shaking his head. "I'm too gay to have a girlfriend, baby."
Jisung groaned, a mock grimace crossing his face. "Ew, don't call me baby," he muttered, pushing Minho lightly.
Minho raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying the teasing. "What else?" he asked, his hand returning to Jisung's thigh, his gaze locking onto Jisung's with a glint of amusement in his eyes.
Jisung's breath caught in his throat for a moment, the tension shifting ever so slightly as he met Minho's gaze.
And just like that, the mood in the room thickened, leaving both of them wondering what would happen next.
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