Dance baby {L.Mh - H.Js}

Pentagon - Sha la la

"Want anything to drink?" Minho asked as the two entered his apartment. It wasn't too small, and definitely bigger than the usual student apartment in Seoul, it consisted of the joint kitchen and living room, a bathroom, a bedroom and a small storage room, making it just a tiny bit smaller then Jisung's own apartment.

"What do you have?" Jisung smiled, as he hung his coat away. It smelled like alcohol and smoke, and he couldn't understand how the smell had caught on him in literally fifteen minutes.
"Beer, wine, water, coffee, tea, anything you want really." Minho chuckled, as he walked into the kitchen.
"I'll just take some water." Jisung waddled after Minho, not really knowing where to go.
"Coming right up." Minho smiled, pointing at the sofa for Jisung to sit.

"I really like your apartment." Jisung took a sip of his water. Minho had seated right besides him on the sofa even though there was more than enough room for them both, something that made Jisung feel a little giddy.
"Thank you." Minho smirked, as he fake-stretched, putting his arm around Jisungs shoulders.
"Wanna watch something?" Minho said to the now extremely flustered younger, who just nodded. Minho was about to turn on the tv. But before he could, Jisung came back to his senses.

"Actually, I think, we should do this instead." Jisung murmured, making Minho look over at him.
"What?"
"I think we should do this instead!" Jisung said a little louder, before gently letting his hand graze over Minho's cheek. And then pressing their lips together.

Minho's lips were hot and soft, and Jisung could feel that he was startled. Before he slowly loosened up, and Jisung could feel his eyelashes shutting close on his cheek, and he kissed back.
The kiss lasted forever, Minho's lips were slowly dancing with Jisung's as they positioned themselves in a more comfortable manner. Jisungs legs were on each side of Minho's hips, Minho was leaning back on the sofa, and both his hands were securely holding around Jisungs waist, making the younger tangle his own fingers into his hair.

"I didn't think you would be the one to kiss me first." Minho breathed as the two red males pulled away from each other. Jisung smiled, before seductively whispering.
"I don't know what kind of relationships you've been in. But in his one, I'm definitely the boss."