𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛 / 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑔

S2 ch 40

Jiwon sat up in bed, the muffled argument downstairs still carrying through the walls. He knew he shouldn't listen, but something about the tension between Minho and Jisung always pulled him in. It wasn’t just anger—it was something deeper, something he didn’t fully understand.

“I just don’t want him to make the same mistakes,” Minho said, his voice rough.

“And what, Minho?” Jisung shot back. “You think suffocating him will stop that? You and I both know control doesn’t fix everything.”

“I don’t care,” Minho growled. “I need him to be better than us.”

The room fell into silence, thick and charged. Jiwon could barely hear the next movement—just a faint shuffle, then a sudden shift in the air, like the argument had taken a different turn.

Then Minho spoke, softer this time. “You drive me crazy, Jisung.”

A pause.

And then, Jiwon’s breath hitched as he heard the unmistakable sound of lips meeting. It wasn’t hesitant or careful—it was heated, desperate. His heart pounded as curiosity got the best of him, and he quietly slipped out of bed, padding toward the top of the staircase. Peering through the railing, he saw them.

Minho had pulled Jisung in by the collar, but it was Jisung who deepened the kiss, turning it into something more. He climbed onto Minho’s lap, straddling him with ease, his hands fisting in Minho’s shirt. Minho didn’t stop him. Instead, he let out a shaky breath against Jisung’s lips, gripping his waist tightly.

Jiwon’s face burned, but he couldn’t look away. This was different from their usual tension. They weren’t fighting anymore, but it was still intense—just in another way.

Jisung pulled back for a moment, his forehead resting against Minho’s. “You’re so damn stubborn,” he murmured.

Minho exhaled a short laugh, his hands still firm on Jisung’s hips. “And you’re impossible.”

Jisung smirked. “You love it.”

Minho didn’t deny it.

Jiwon swallowed hard, his mind spinning. He wasn’t supposed to see this. He knew he should go back to bed, pretend he hadn’t witnessed anything—but his feet were rooted to the spot.

Jisung kissed Minho again. But this time, Minho hands made it way into jisungs pants and underwear, rubbing jisungs hole while kissing him deeply back.

Jiwon eyes widened, and he blushed hardly, running back to his room quietly. He slid his boy down against the door. What was happening? He knew Jisung and Minho were his family and parents and that they shared some kisses sometimes, but he had never seen something like this ever since they adopted him.

Is this how you love someone? By making out with them and rubbing their private...

Why does showing love to someone have to rub their private?..

Jiwon was confused. He knew Minho and jisung were gay he also knew himself was gay cause he never had a crush on anyone, but he did like his friend and admired him. But he wasn't sure if he loved him in the way that jisung and Minho are doing downstairs now.

And his friend didn't even know he was gay.

Downstairs, Minho kept rubbing jisung, making his dick leak.

"Minho, it's enough it's not like it's my first time," jisung chuckled and undressed himself and pulled Minho pants down as he climbed onto his lap again.

"You know I always make sure you're okay, baby," Minho kissed jisung neck as he giggled.

"Shut up and fuck me"

Jisung slid down onto Minho big cock raw.

"It's you're wish so don't complain later," Minho smirked as he grabbed jisung ass cheeks and slammed his ass down onto him.

"Ahhh fuck!" Jisung screamed out as Minho was hitting every single place inside him.

"Mhmmm so good" jisung kept kissing Minho neck and making hickeys on him as Minho thrusted into him.

"We should do this more often it's been a long time since." Minho moaned out while sweating.

"Well we could as long as you let jiwon hang out with other people and stay over at their houses but no you're overprotective dad instincts take over" jisung grabbed Minho by his chin and started riding him fast and hard while smirking.

"You're so sexy jisung" Minho kissed him.

"See you don't even listen to me" jisung punched Minho in the side.

"OW WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" Minho kept sulking.

"Start listening to me then, and I won't punch you, jerk."

Jisung said as he clenched hard around minhos cock making him bust his load inside him.

"I am listening and you're not getting away with it this time" Minho smirked and grabbed jisung body trapping him in his arms and thrusting so hard into him making him scream out loud and his eyes roll back as he busted another load inside him. While jisung came all over their stomach. Collapsing on minho body after.

"Shhhh babyboy, it's alright." Minho stroked jisung head.

Tears dripping down jisung eyes.

"I'll take good care of you and clean you up, then we can go to bed, alright?"

"Mhm," jisung sobbed and clung onto Minho shoulders harder.

To be continued....