from the bottom of my heart...

Chapter 5

3rd POV

He was quiet till he heard Hyunjin go back in and start yelling at seungmin, complaining about jisung. Jisung finally breathed and sighed after having held his breath during this incident. As he breathed out he looked down only to realize the position he was in.

Minho's brain could only register bad thoughts and blushing at the position he was in.

Jisung sat on top of Minho with the his legs straddling the black haired males lower torso. Somehow Minhos hands ended up on jisungs thigh, slightly clutching them having been thrown down. One of jisungs hands was placed over minhos mouth silencing him and the other on his chest holding him up.

"Oh my chicken, I'm sorry you know it was an accident It was either this or be beaten to death by questions by hyunjin and I didn't mean to end up in this situation..!!" Jisung rattled on and on while quickly taking his hand off Minhos mouth to reveal a slight smirk and light blush the black haired boy had plastered on his face.

Minho tried his best to lift the boy off him and stand up. Once standing he guided jisung to the couch, who was still muttering sorrys here and there.

"You know you could at least let me take you on a date first." Minho chuckled sitting beside the boy.

But this made the boy keep apologizing and apparently forgetting what country he was in as he started bowing. (AN whats good? So we're in America bc ya know why not)

Minho stood up and got in front of him putting his hands on the blonde males shoulders, "Hey snap out of it, I'm ok."

He had two options, kiss him or slap him. One could lead to making him a bigger mess. Not to mention stir things up a bit and the other one could lead him to the goal he is trying to achieve.

It was a battle against the wants of his heart and the wants of his brain.

He agreed with his brain.

Taking a deep breath he threw his arm forward letting his hand slap against jisungs face. Taking a moment to register what just happened jisung threw Minho a dirty look while holding his left cheek.

"You know there were many steps you could've taken before that." Jisung said while his gaze softened ever so slightly.

Sitting down, Minho took his time replying, "Believe me I tried. I ended up having two options and I took the the smart way out."

"Yea sure whatever. Anyway, what's one of your biggest fears?" Jisung questioned trying to continue their conversation and now him better.

Minho threw him an odd look but answered the question regardless, "mmmmmm, it would probably have to be heights."

Their conversation continued for about two hours. The two boys talked about many different topics ranging from food to hobbies to favorite singers to friends to where they attended and  recently attend school.

Looking at his wrist watch,  Jisung was shocked to see how much time had passed over the course they talked.

"I need to get back before hyunjin and seungmin decide that I'm not alive anymore and I have to walk in on something I shouldn't see." Jisung forced out not wanting to leave the black haired male.

Minho tried not to frown at the news and forced a slight chuckle. "Alright well I got to respect those wishes."

They got up and made their way towards the door as Minho remembered the details about their date.

"Hey, so I'm planning on taking you hiking so prepare those legs and pack some over night stuff if we end up camping." Minho said not realizing what he said till he saw the blush upon Jisungs face.

"You know what, that'll only happen if you want it to. But you know what I meant." Minho followed up with smirk.

"I don't want to get your hopes up buddy." Jisung said patting his shoulder and turning towards the door to leave.

Before he could turn the knob a question popped in his head. He was all of sudden curious and wanted to know more.

Turning back around once again, he asked, "Earlier you said that you had two choices and you decided to slap me to get me out of the trance I was in. What was the second choice?"

"Welllll... it was to either slap you or kiss you. And I didn't want to make you uncomfortable so.." Minho said dragging the "o"

"So you thought that slapping me was better than kissing me?" Jisung questioned him again trying to hint at him that he would rather be kissed.

"Well yea" Minho replied. It took him a minute, but he finally took the hint.

Sighing out of amusement he asked Jisung, "Do you want me to kiss you?"

"I feel like I should say no but yes, yes I do." Jisung said smiling at Minho.

Minho grabbed his face lightly as if the younger boy was made of porcelain. Shutting his eyes slowly he brought his lips to his, finally pressing them together after a heartbeat.

Due to natural instinct jisungs face was slightly pink as they pulled away. His heart felt as if it was going to burst from happiness and he loved the feel of it.

"I would love for you to do that again but I got to go before hyunjin gets ideas." Jisung said regretting every word he said about wanting him to stop.

Opening the door for the jisung, he guided him through the doorframe and into the hallway.

"Bye sweet boy." Minho said sweetly giving him a slight peck before backing up and shutting the door in one swift motion.

The blonde male sat there for a moment trying to comprehend the events that just took place. He slowly brought his hand to his mouth letting the kiss linger on his lips.

He chucked like a school boy turning towards his apartment to see seungmin standing to his right holding groceries. Having just seen what just played out, he chuckled.

"I promise I won't tell hyunjin for your sake, but you're going to have to find a way to repay me." Seungmin said I'm a sweet yet chilling tone.

"Oh thank Jesus. I'll find a way to repay you, I promise." Jisung said running to hug the younger.

Jisung and seungmim entered the apartment together laughing to see hyunjin sprawled out on the coach shirtless.

Jisung just looked at seungmin to say, "You chose him, friend."

He then turned toward his room to pack for the hiking date taking place tomorrow.

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What's good I really rushed this shit? Oh well