Minhoe x Jislut - Fork fantasies

26 -vagana meat

this chapter is a bit longer than usual so get yourself ready for the greatest time of your life 🤪

jisung and minho were walking hand in hand towards their destination, minho secretly disgusted because of how sweaty jisung's hand was.

"aren't you nervous?" jisung asked.
"why the fuck would i be nervous?"
jisung sighed as silence filled the air again.

minho removed his hand from jisung's and wiped it against his thicc thigh before interwining their fingers again, giving jisung a fake ass smile.

as they finally entered the restaraunt, jisung was feeling more nervous than ever before. minho on the other hand was hungry and just wanted food without any unnecessary interruptions.

after some time they were seated at a table and looking through the menu.

minho kept eyeing the sexy, shining object on the table, trying his best to keep his focus on the menu.

"can you stop eye fucking that fork? i bet it's feeling uncomfortable."
jisung rolled his eyes after his statement. for the first time ever in his entire life, he was jealous of a fork.

minho just coughed as if nothing happened.
"so, what are you ordering?"
he finally asked jisung.

(a/n: btw minho is sitting next to jisung and not like accross him or whatever...i am sorry me today english bad)

jisung bit his lip and leaned towards minho, whispering his next words.
".............pasta"
minho's face heated up at his seductive tone, remembering what happened with the spaghetti not that long ago.

jisung giggled at his flustered boyfriend, trying his best to get rid of the unholy thoughts filling his brain.

"ya nasty" minho said and smacked jisung's arm, almost making him cry because of how hard he got hit just now.

soon the waitress came and gave the two boys a confused look before continuing her job.
they ordered everything they wanted, small complains leaving minho's mouth ever so often because of how expensive everything was.
(he a broke bitch)

while waiting for their orders to come, minho was blabbering about different animes, tinder, obama and so on, but sadly jisung wasn't listening. he was too busy staring at his phone, looking at pictures of his favourite oppar nick crompton.
(a/n: 🥵)

soon their food came, jisung's "Pasta Con Pomodoro E Basilico" and minho's lame ass salad with some chicken i guess.

jisung licked his lips, saliva dripping along his chin.
"you might need this" minho said while giving jisung a tissue.
"wow he's being nice for once" jisung thought to himself while wiping his chin and the corners of his mouth.

taking his first bite, jisung moaned as the moist, tasty pasta made contact with his now satisfied taste buds.

minho looked at jisung blankly, lowkey shocked at how highkey loud the said boy was being.
minho gulped as the male next to him kept shoveling the pasta into his mouth and getting louder with every bite.

people around them started staring at them, probably questioning their existence. minho got extremely embarrassed when he saw a woman covering some child's ears.

"we should probably leave before we get kicked out. you could atleast shut the fuck up this is humiliating"

jisung was too busy with...whatever was going on to listen to minho. with a raging boner, jisung let out an unhuman noise when minho accidentally touched jisung junior.

tbc 😔

i'm losing my funny y'all