moon | minsung

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Third pov.

This time Minho was the one who was confused. Jisung was the one who come closer, staring down Minho's lips. Pushing his head closer and closer, Minho softly felt Jisung's lips against his. He felt as if he was dreaming, thinking " did this angel really just kissed me?" he was surprised by Jisung's action, thinking does he feel the same way?

As Jisung's lips brush against the older one, nothing happened. Was it really a kiss? Minho's heart was set on fire when he realized Jisung didn't seem to know how to kiss or had never done it. He smirked throughout the the kiss and slowly grabbed Jisung's neck, brushing his thumb against his jaw skin, pulling him into a real kiss with his lips moving all over Jisung's. But Jisung's lips still didn't move, was that because he didn't know how or because he was a nervous and blushing mess, made Minho smile through their connected lips.

Minho gave Jisung a rough kiss in order to make him open his mouth, but Jisung didn't enjoy, his hands were lightly pushing Minho's chest. As their lips parted away just a little, when Jisung started breathing heavy, the kiss was short but to Jisung It felt like hours. It was all depending on his health, just a moment when they pulled away Jisung immediately looked away and at the same moment Minho's mother voice was heard down the stairs, yelling for Minho to get down.

"Minho !!"

She yelled from downstairs, between Minho and Jisung were dead silence. Minho enjoyed waching Jisung's blushy face and lost eyes, while he was panting, Minho smirked at younger.

"I am coming!"

Minho yelled back, get up of the bed and left Jisung's room. As soon as he left, Jisung's breath calmed down, he get up after Minho and immediately went to close the door. He leaned against them and slided down, hugging his knees.

"W-what did I do....."

Jisung pov.

I touched my lips then my hand traveled down my left side of chest. My heart was beating like crazy, and my thought were floating around. Immediately, I got up from the floor, put on earphones and turned on some music, just to wash away my wild thoughts. It wasn't the way I acted...it wasn't the way I acted...right?

Third pov.

The next day Jisung tried as much he could to avoid Minho, just like in following days, he felt insecure and panicked, but luckly Minho also didn't bothered opening that topic, of their kiss, Jisung's first kiss. He regretted what he had done but every time his thoughts swim back into the feeling, the way Minho's lips sucked his lower lip together with the upper, he felt like the air or even passing out wasn't matter, he just liked the pleasure no matter how much he wanted to change his thoughts about it.

As the days went by, Minho began to notice patches on Jisung's body that worried him, leading him to question if he was okay. Maybe he was being bullied or something? was what crossed Minho's head while admiring Jisung from their school secret smoking spot. But, since the day they kissed, Jisung has avoided him, so he didn't bother to check on him.

Jisung pov.

I went on my next class, which was the one I hated the most and that was gym class. I was the only student on the bench because of my health I was not able to play. I wish at least they give some role in games, even if it is standing, but who cares.

I headed to the male dressing room, where I always wait for everyone to change before changing myself, because I have to wear my sports clothes even if I don't play any games.

While othere were already changing, I opened my bag and saw that my sports clothes wasnt there. What? I started searching my bag, how It's gone? I am sure I put it in my bag this morning. I checked my locker too, also nothing. Professor will give me a bad grade because of this.