Jersey - Minsung

Ext. Gym - After

A very giddy Jisung waited outside of the locker room for Minho, Minho too happy to care about his actions. He tugged the boy in for a hug, gushing about their win.

"We won!" He exclaimed, feeling the most happiest in this moment. Jisung has his hands on Minho's back and it feels like warmth and honey and Minho wanted to stay this way forever.

"Can I ask you something?" Jisung whispered, deja vu hitting Minho as he comes face to face with Jisung again.

"Yeah, anything." Jisung gulped, still in Minho's hold. His eyes meet Minho's, his head tilting as he starts to talk again.

"Did you want me to be your boyfriend?" The question caught Minho off guard. As far as he knew, Jisung had no clue about his feelings. Yet, here he was asking the one question Minho had planned on asking. Jisung interpreted Minho's silence as refusal, trying to slip out of his hold. "I'm wrong, aren't I? I shouldn't have listened to Jeongin. He's stupid, I'm stupid. Forget this happened."

"Woah, woah, woah..." Minho kept his arms firm, not letting the boy run away. "You're not wrong. I do want you to be my boyfriend." He laughed softly at the still wary expression on Jisung's face. "I kind of really want to kiss you right now." Jisung gulped again, small as the next words left his mouth.

"So Jeongin was right?"

"What does Jeongin have to do with this?" Minho was genuinely curious about what that boy put in Jisung's head.

"He said that Chan told him that when a player gives his jersey away it means he wants to date whoever he gave it to." Minho thought back to a moment when Chan might have told him something like that, but he draws a blank.

"I think Jeongin might have made that up." Minho laughed, nuzzling his nose against the boy's forehead. "But that doesn't mean I don't want you to be mine." It's breathy and quiet, Minho confessing what's been in his mind for so long now. Jisung was quiet for a long while, Minho letting him be.

"I want to be yours too." Jisung hiccuped, still nervous. Minho hugged him a little tighter feeling ecstatic in that moment, but not wanting to ruin the gentle mood. Sadly for him, someone else did.

"Jisung!" Jeongin singsonged, frightening the pair out of each other's arms. Jeongin looked very smug as he observed the pair, "I see you finally sorted your feelings out." He chimed, noting the faint blush on their faces. Chan stepped out at the moment, making Jeongin forget about them as he charged for the senior. He hopped onto his back, Chan not even batting a lash as he let the freshman take a ride. "Here's my star player!" He called, holding on tight. Chan laughed, only to be cut short when he noticed Woojin approaching.

"He's a star alright." Woojin commented, just as suave as ever. Still, it seemed like he was tentative with his words, like he wasn't sure how Chan would take it. Chan smiled briefly, Woojin smiling with him. Jeongin reached down to pinch Chan's cheek.

"Now be a good boyfriend and kiss him." Chan tried to bite Jeongin's finger but he screamed and ran off before he could. "I was just trying to help." Jeonging called, still leaving the group behind.

"It seems he does that a lot." Minho mumbled, pulling Jisung back into his side. He turned his head to say something to Jisung, but found himself lost in Jisung's eyes. Eventually, his gaze lowered to those pretty pink lips he'd been dying to taste. The edges of his fingers hold Jisung's chin as he connects their lips, a squeak leaving Jisung's lips.

He relaxed into the kiss soon enough, his fingers bunching around the front of Minho's shirt. Minho tasted sweetness, the soft brush of Jisung's lips extraordinary against his own. He wanted to kiss him some more, maybe bite a little, but Jeongin decided to shout again.

"Let's go, I'm starving." He whined, coming back to pull on Woojin's arm. He also grabbed for Chan, the two walking on either side of the boy as they made their way to the car.

Minho stole another quick kiss before trailing after them, hand tightly wrapped around Jisung's.