Hit or Miss

minsung;; 2

[STRAY KIDS]

It's been two years.

Two years since Jisung started playing tennis, two years since he had Lee Minho as his doubles partner, two years since he had a crush on said doubles partner.

He's done nothing about it, except play tennis by his side, ignoring the butterflies jolting in his stomach when he shook Minho's hand after a triumphant win, his face becoming a blushing mess.

It was so attractive how Minho looked in his sweaty uniform after a game, his adam's apple bobbing as he gulped Gatorade. Jisung had to restrain himself so many times to not jump on the enticing junior. He had the kindest eyes and the prettiest smile, and carried himself with a humble aura that made the younger melt every time they spoke.

Two years went on like this, and Jisung still didn't lose his feelings.

But today, Minho decided to roll his sleeves up during warm ups. He lazily stretched his muscles, not feeling a bit tight as he exercises everyday. He ran his fingers through his hair, and picked up his racket and water bottle. Glancing up, he notices Jisung eyeing him from his peripheral vision. Running his fingers through his hair again, he jogs over to his blushing doubles partner.

"You ready for the game, Ji?" He asks, throwing an arm over the younger, ignoring his heart racing in his chest.

"Y-Yeah. I heard they're not that good anyways." Jisung plays with his water bottle's cap, not meeting Minho's eyes.

"Did Coach Im say so?"

"Hm, he just said that they don't have much wins. We have to ask Coach Park, he'll give you the real opinions." Jisung chuckles.

"Park Jinyoung is iconic, look up to him," a voice comes from behind. The two students turn around to see the most savage coach himself - Park Jinyoung. Giving him wide smiles, they break apart and give him an enthusiastic high five.

"Alright gays, I know you will win easily, they're trash." Coach Park announces, standing next to Coach Im who disapprovingly shakes his head at his blunt statement.

"You guys will do great. We will reach to the school in an hour, so occupy yourself. Don't stress. JYP HIGH SCHOOL!"

"JYP HIGH SCHOOL!" Everyone echoes back, proud cheers producing an ecstatic atmosphere. All the young tennis players board the bus, most of them sitting with their doubles partner.

Minho and Jisung take up a three seater, Jisung sitting against the window and Minho on the aisle side.

"Minho hyung, did you hear of the new snapchat updates? We can play games with just us." Jisung says, opening the social media app. Clicking on Minho's icon, he tilts the phone while tapping the games section.

"Ooh, that's so cool," Minho says, opening his own phone. "What do you wanna play?"

"With you," Jisung whispers, but his eyes widen after he realizes what he said. "O-oh..."

Minho heard the whole thing, his heart racing again as he felt the pit of his stomach flip. Staring at the shaking, shocked boy in front of him, he knows that this was the most of flirting that he's gotten from him in the past few years he's known him. They've had a few deep conversations here and there and they hung out a lot, so really, is he ready?

"M-Minho hyung, p-please forget I just said..." Jisung whispers, looking down at his fingers. Wanting to smack himself for letting himself slip up so easily, he resorts to ignoring the intensity of his crush's stare.

"Did I hear you wrong?" Minho asks with no emotion, making Jisung shiver. Is this when our relatioship is going to change forever?

"Um...." The younger boy doesn't stop fiddling with his fingers, unable to look at Minho. It was such an embarrassing situation and he just wanted to throw himself out of the bus' window and just hide in a sewer and get kidnapped by the IT clown because jeez, Minho was making him sweat in anticipation and he might have a stroke if the older doesn't do anything.

"Jisung, look at me." Minho says, no orders the younger. Jisung being the shy squirrel he was, covered his warm face with his cute hands.

The older ghosts his lips next to the younger's ear. "Jisung..."

Goosebumps broke out on the younger's neck, and he bit his lip in response. The small action caused Minho to smirk.

"Do you like me?" Minho whispers, putting his fingers under his chin. He moves his head so that Jisung is forced to stare into his eyes.

"W-why?" The younger stutters. He shuts his eyes so he didn't have to look into Minho's intimidating gaze that made him shrink.

"Because I want you to know, I like you a lot. For a very long time."

Jisung pops his eyes open, looking at him in surprise. "W-what?! You like me?!"

Minho nods his head, smirking.

"Oh...um..." Jisung audibly swallows. "I think I l-like you too..."

"You think? Want me to make you sure?"

"What?!"

Without answering his question, he leans in and softly kisses him. Jisung widens his eyes but closes them, responding to his kiss.

A hand taps Minho's shoulder, causing him to break the kiss. He pulls back and snarls, snapping, "What?" before turning around.

Im Jaebum looks at them, smirking. "Congratulations Minho, but no PDA on the bus okay?"

Park Jinyoung starts laughing next to him. "Chill out. Do whatever you want."

Minho grumbles at the two coaches and turns back to Jisung he blushed furiously. "I like you, hyung."

"I know," Minho says. "You know. Lee Know."

Jisung giggles. "Hyung!"

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LMAO this was so cringey but i just felt like writing something