ADDICT | MINSUNG ✔️

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''so how'd it go?'' felix asked, voice having previous laughter mixed into it.

jisung pouted at the memory. ''i don't wanna talk about it.'' he stated.

felix tilted his head to the side a bit. ''weren't you excited for it? what's wrong.'' the younger's voice softened.

''it was fine,'' jisung whispered, shivering at either the cold air or the scenario. ''i- i peed.''

''you have a piss kink?'' felix whisper-yelled, sounding completely caught of guard.

''no,'' he immediately denied. ''i forgot i had to and then was too late with my warning.''

''what did he do?'' the australian pressed, wrapping him up in a hug when he saw the sad undertone in his best friend's eyes.

''he was so sweet,'' jisung breathed. ''he let me cry and cleaned literally every inch of my body, he changed the sheets faster than vsco girls can sksksk and he didn't force me to talk about it, telling me i could come to him if i ever did.''

''good,'' felix hummed, petting the back of his head. ''i'm really glad you have minho. he's really smart, especially when it comes to people.''

jisung mumbled an agreement and sighed into his best friend's neck. ''i felt terrible, i was so worried he would be disgusted.''

''minho??'' the younger chuckled. ''how could he ever?''

''i don't know,'' he sighed, playing with the material of felix's sweater. ''always assume he is.''

+

''baby!'' minho exclaimed, wrapping him in a hug and kissing his neck sneakily. ''how are classes today?''

''slow,'' jisung complained. ''just wanna cuddle with you, it's cold.''

''you're so small,'' the older cooed, arms easily wrapping around him all the way. ''no wonder you're cold, so small.''

''i'm not that small.'' he whined, breathing in his boyfriend's familiar scent after sitting behind people who smell like cigarettes all day.

minho chuckled. ''i said what i said.''

''hey guys,'' felix greeted. ''why are y'all hugging in the middle of the hallway?''

''didn't have any classes together,'' minho simply explained. ''need him close for a moment.''

jisung shyly smiled into his shoulder, pleased with how clingy his boyfriend was and snuggling a little closer.

''alright.'' the australian said, patiently standing by them as he waited to go to the cafeteria.

when minho finally let go, jisung gave his best friend a quick hug as well before they were off for lunch.

+

once they were finally home, the older took his shoes off for him, making him tilt his head to the side.

minho gave him a quick peck and he got even more confused. ''you were trying to stay big, huh?'' he asked. ''baby can go small now.''

the younger's breath hitched, not having realised he had been so obvious.

''really?'' the younger asked, voice already sounding smaller as he let himself slowly slip.

''yes, little one,'' minho permitted. ''were so good staying big all day, how about some ice cream?''

''please?'' he requested, the older kissing his forehead and taking a soft hold on his hand to guide them to the kitchen.

''welcome home, whore.'' a familiar voice spoke, making him stiffen in his steps.

''hi dad.'' the older greeted, carefully proceeding to guide jisung to the fridge and taking out the ice cream, handing it to him.

''that's not yours.'' his dad said, glaring at jisung who cowered under his gaze.

''sorry, sir.'' he apologised, trying to hand the tub back to minho only for him to refuse it.

minho scoffed. ''this house isn't yours.''

his dad laughed, turning back to a poker face in seconds. '''aren't you even gonna introduce me?''

''i don't know who you are, how could i?'' he spat, jisung whimpering in distress but not saying a word.

''you don't want your poor faggot friend to know your old man? come on now, son.''

''sungie,'' minho said, ignoring his dad for a moment and turning to his boyfriend. ''go upstairs, okay? go into my room and don't come out unless i say so.''

jisung nodded, taking a few seconds before actually processing the words and scooting past to go upstairs as requested.

he sighed once he saw his boyfriend safely leave them room and could hear him stumbling up the stairs. ''can you please just leave?''

''why don't we talk to a moment?'' he asked. ''we can discuss what to do with the boy.''

''nothing,'' minho glared. ''i don't want you to even look at him. i won't let you hurt him.''

finally, his dad dropped his smile and glared back at him. ''i'll do whatever i want,'' he grinned, stalking toward him. ''must be fucking tight for you to keep him around, might test it myself.''

minho punched him. he couldn't stop himself, he hit his dad square in the nose. ''don't you dare talk about him like that.''

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we're gonna ignore the last scene because it literally doesn't get involved in the rest of the plot i just wrote it when i was angry akhfjs