The Long Game//XiuChen [UAU II]

V / Hurricane Jongdae

WARNINGS: Implied sexual references; strong language

-Day 3; Friday, June 2nd, 2017-

As Kim Minseok and Kim Jongdae laid in the grass, Minseok couldn't help but let his thoughts wander to what is him and Jongdae.

The kisses, spur of the moment kisses, kisses that tasted of sweetness.

The nights they spent together, whether it was the other night with the grasps and gasps or the nights when they were seven, watching movies under Jongdae's covers late into the night when his mom thought they were long asleep.

Every time he had held Jongdae, when he kissed him with everything he had but yet held back. When Minseok picked Jongdae up and threw him into his new swimming pool at fifteen.

Every single waking and sleeping moment he has spent with Kim Jongdae, over twenty years.

He thought of those nights, lying awake in bed, realizing he was indeed in love with his best friend.

It wasn't a crush, it wasn't hormones, it was utter love. He was head-over-heels for a guy whom he knew wouldn't begin to understand, but perhaps now he was beginning to.

"Minseok." Kim Jongdae said finally after a few moments of silence. He pulled Minseok out of his thoughts. "Leave."

"No." Kim Minseok argued immediately. "Jongdae, why are you so desperate to get rid of me? You've been my best friend since I was like, born." It was crushing how badly Jongdae wanted to be alone- Jongdae's idea of alone usually included Minseok.

Jongdae sighed. "Minseok, you're like, three years older than me."

"Same thing, asshole." Minseok barked back.

"I've told you not to call me that, Min."

"What should I call you then? Mon amour?"

"Minnie! You know I don't know what that means!" Despite Jongdae's recent attitude towards Minseok, he couldn't help but turn to him, a small smile spreading across his face.

"It means 'my love' in French." Minseok told him. The younger man remained quiet, his smile faltering. He bit his lip, averting his gaze from the older boy yet again. "Jongdae. We can't just not talk about what happened."

Minseok knew that this was the reason Jongdae was being distant; he had seen it happen before in high school when Moon Byulyi kissed him during a game of Spin The Bottle at a party at Kim Seokjin's. Jongdae freaked out and blocked both Byulyi and Seokjin. He did it because he had what Jongdae insisted was a small crush on Byulyi, and Seokjin was unfortunately guilty by association (Minseok could always see through Jongdae, and knew his crush on Byulyi was much more than small). To this day, he still tries to avoid them at all costs.

Minseok did not want this to happen to him. He wanted to be with Jongdae for until whatever came after forever.

But Jongdae ignored Minseok.

"I know you can hear me. And understand me, I'm not speaking Swedish." Minseok sighed and rolled over onto his stomach, his face hovering above the dark haired boy. "I love you, Kim Jongdae, and I know you do, too." Jongdae began to push himself up, away from Minseok, but the older pushed the younger down again. "I'll make you a deal."

This caught Jongdae's attention. "A deal, Min?" he squeaked.

Minseok nodded. "Mhm. I'll give you the die." He had moved the die into his dress pants pockets from his jeans after transferring the other contents of his pockets.