white night || minsung

- 14 - Ivory -

Shining like the sun in the night sky

"Jisung." Minho whined, "We need to talk about this."

"I know, but I don't feel comfortable doing it whilst he's listening." Jisung gave Felix a pointed glare, "I know you're not asleep idiot."

Felix jabbered out an 'thatsveryunfairhowdareyouaccusemeidontappreciateit~" but shut up abruptly, realising he had blown his own cover.

"You could go talk outside?" Felix mumbled grumpily, "I can't exactly close my ears and I left my earphones in Andrew's car."

We know.

Minho thought bitterly, Felix had not shut up about his earphones for the four hours they'd been driving, or Andrew either for that matter, Minho made a mental note to tease him about it later.

Jisung could barely keep the disbelief out of his voice, "We could, apart from its cold outside. And dark."

"Wimps." Was all Felix could come up with as he rolled over tried to get to sleep, for real this time.

"Please Minho, no one would know, just wrap him up in the blanket roll his down a steep hill into a river somewhere. He wouldn't be our problem anymore."

"No."

"Minho~ I know you want him gone as much as I do. It'd be so easy to shut him up."

"I'm not letting you murder our friend. Even if he is being an irritating twat at the moment."

Now they both glared at Felix with narrowed eyes, who was really very bad at acting like he was asleep.

"If you let me lock him outside and drive off without him... I'll give you a kiss." Jisung teased.

He should have remembered, you do not tease Minho.

"Oh?" Minho raised an eyebrow, smugness lining his face and Jisung cowered down even further into his seat, regretting everything oh so fast.

"You'll give me a kiss will you? Is that where our relationship is at? What would you like your nickname to be? Petal? Or would you prefer snuggles?"

Jisung wanted to cease existing, but not before he strangled Felix, who was not so discreetly cackling at the blush burning in swathes across Jisung's cheeks, all pretences of sleep forgotten.

"Jisung is just fine." He choked out, wringing his sleeves tightly in his lap.

Minho pouted, "Aw, but thats no fun." He paused in thought before leaning over towards Jisung, taking in his tousled hair and very red cheeks, "I guess it'll have to be snookums then."

He grinned as he saw Jisung inwardly cringe at the old-fashioned nickname, he placed a gentle kiss on Jisung's nose. For once his confidence not abandoning him like it usually did whenever he tried to talk to Jisung.

Felix made a retching noise, "get a room."

The noise got significantly quieter as Minho fixed him with a look.

Turning his attention to Jisung, Minho realised he was still gazing at his lap, flush beginning to be forgotten on his face.

And in that moment, with his heart feeling some kind of way he couldn't describe, Minho wondered why it had taken him so long.

"Jiji baby?" The blush was back with a vengeance but Jisung only hummed and did not raise his head.

"How would you like to be my boyfriend?"

Felix was all but screaming, scrambling to get his phone out.

Jisung's head snapped up so fast, Minho thought he was going to dash his brains out on the roof of the car.

"R-really?"

"Well, Yeah. I mean, we already have a dog."

Jisung looked so close to passing out with stress, Minho was concerned he might actually say no. This was going to be long and awkward car journey.

Just as he opened his mouth to apologise, Jisung closed the gap between them and gave Minho a short kiss on the lips.

And damn if his heart could have stopped right then.

And as it always did when stuff like this happened, Minho's wrist tickled with an all too familiar pain that always seemed to burn a little less than the time before.

Ignoring it Minho raised an eyebrow at Jisung again, "was that a 'yes please Minho I would love to be your boyfriend' or 'shut the fuck up I hate you and will never let you forget this awful mistake until the day you die'?"

Jisung's mouth hung open. "In what world is me kissing you a no? In what world is it me saying I hate you?"

Minho only shrugged, still waiting for an answer. Corn hopped onto his lap and Minho started absentmindedly stroking his back. Hoping the slightly curly fur would hide how Minho's hands were shaking and wouldn't stop.

"Confess you moron!" Felix quietly seethed at his best friend.

"I- I already have." Jisung stuttered back, his brain still not quite catching up with the conversation.

"You what?!" Now Felix was screeching, "you confessed whilst I wasn't here? I trusted you Jisung. You thought you could deal with that conversation without me being there? I'm glad to know where your views stand on our relationship."

They carried on bickering and Minho used it as an opportunity to glance at his wrist. He quickly pulled the sleeve further down his arm to reach the base of his palm.

The flower over the scar from Sam had lost another petal.

Petal by petal this pain was being erased, maybe I should have made Jisung's new nickname petal.

He wasn't sure how he would tell Jisung about the scar. He almost had done, taking about how some of them had healed being around Jisung earlier, but he was trying to not break the poor boy's mind with all this new information so he left this small fact out of his explanation. He knew he would have to face that conversation later, but he would wait for later.

As for now, Jisung had a question to answer, which he had been putting off for too long already.

So Minho started to count down, immediately making Felix and Jisung shut up.

"Answer my question. Ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

A / N - ahhh so sleepy, I have read so much fan fiction in the last couple of days, some good, some very very bad, and they will haunt me into my dreams.

Hope everyone had something to smile about today, I wonder how close this story is to an end????

-Kz xx