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"Hyungie," Jisung called out. Minho hummed in response keeping his face straight as they walked towards the supermarket.
"Can I hold your hand? I got scared when crossing the street," Jisung shyly said, facing a wide street with the supermarket just across.
Minho looked at the adorable boy. "Here. You can," Minho offered his hand and Jisung took it. They were about to cross the street when Jisung stopped himself.
"No! I can't!" Jisung yelled. Minho walked back to Jisung, his hands held tightly. "Hey, hey," Minho whispered placing his free hand onto the boy's cheeks. His eyes were wandering everywhere but Minho. "Just breath," He whispered again.
Minho rubbed his thumb onto the boy's soft cheeks. "It's going to be okay, just breath baby. Just breath," Jisung's body obeyed the older and his breathings became calmer.
The two heard constant beepings indicating that there are 10 seconds left till the cars start moving once again. The two walked across the street, Jisung holding the older's hand tightly.
They finally reached the supermarket safely. Jisung still was holding the older's hand not wanting to let go.
"It's okay, Jisungie. We're here."
"Hyung, can we stay like this?"
"Like what?"
"Can I hold your hand until we get home?" Minho nodded understanding the younger. Minho made a mental note about the things they needed to buy. But first he wanted to know about the younger's needs.
"Do you need something?" Minho aksed as they walked to different aisles. Jisung eyed an aisle packed with different kinds of milk, butter and cheese.
"Strawberry milk!" Jisung said eagerly dragging Minho to the aisle. Jisung got two packs of his favorite brand of strawberry milk. He placed it in the pushcart and moved to the next aisle where biscuits coud be found, Minho followed the eager squirrel boy quietly.
"They don't have my favorite chocolate chips." Jisung pouted. Minho finds it interesting seeing the younger pout, it was the cutest.
"So hyung, your turn." He said turning the pout into a grin.
Minho busied himself with the things he thinks they need for the next few days such as food.
They soon went to the cashier and Jisung being the friendly one, offered to give the credit card to the cashier.
"I'm Jisungie," Jisung smiled at the female cashier who asked for his name. "Wow that's a really cute name." Jisung giggled at the comment. The cashier averted her eyes to Minho then back at Jisung.
"Are you guys together? You look cute together." She commented. "N-No we--"
"Yes we are together. This is Minho hyungie, he lives with me now," Jisung said pointing to Minho. Minho didn't know how to react.
"We are together,"
"We are together,"
"We are together,"
That is the only thing that rang inside Minho's mind at the moment. He couldn't think straight.
"That is so cute!" She cooed. Jisung noticed Minho staring at space, so he thanked the lady cashier and held Minho's hand.
"Hyung, we got to go home," Jisung whined making Minho come back to life once again. Well, come back to reality.
"H-Huh? Ah yeah we should go. I'll carry that for you,"
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As they were walking home, Minho carried the shopping bags while Jisung licked his chocolate flavored ice cream he bought on his way home. Of course, still holding each other's hands.
"You like that?" Minho asked breaking the comfortable silence. Jisung hummed in response and waved his ice cream infront of Minho.
"You wanna try?" Minho nodded and took a small bite from Jisung's ice cream. Jisung pouted.
"Big bite!" He said. Minho just nodded and this time took a big bite off of his ice cream. As soon as he pulled back, Jisung saw the ice cream moustache onto Minho's mouth.
He giggled and leaned closer only to be greeted by Minho's soft lips. Minho froze with widened eyes when his lips met Jisung's. Jisung was wiping ice cream left in Minho's lips but he seems to not let go. He melted into the kiss.
Of course, still stunned, Minho didn't kiss back. But moments after, he did. The two melted into the kiss, they matched and created a perfect pattern. To Jisung's surprise, he loved it. Every single move, every single pattern, just everything.
Little did Jisung know, his ice cream started to melt into the cone and some starting to flow down to his forearm. To his disappointment, he has to pull back due to the cold liquid hitting his skin.
"Ah-ah! Cold!" Jisung said leaving a confused and shocked Minho. Good thing, he always get tissues whenever he eats ice cream. He grabbed a tissue from his pocket and started to clean the mess. He continued to drink the melted icecream in the cone.
"Jisung." Minho whispered catching the younger's attention. Jisung giggled.
"I also liked it."
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I'll Protect You || Minsung
Written by:_ThePurpleMe
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I'll Protect You || Minsung
RandomLee Minho, works at a small pizzeria together with his co-workers, Jeongin and Seungmin. When he was on his way to meet Jeongin's sister's fiancee, he unexpectedly met a guy who seems to act like a little boy. Goes by the name, Han Jisung Han Jisu...