Do that again || MINSUNG

XVII

"Put all your faults to bed, baby. You're too wrapped up in your self doubt," Jisung spoke quietly when he felt Minho's hand sneaking into his own, tightly squeezing.

"You're in control, Minnie. You can be king in your own world, my little prince, the night is too peaceful for you to be stressing so much. You're going to be fine. Chan and Changbin are just douchebags."

"Stupid, you're a stupid poetry major, do you know that?" Minho had tears in his eyes although joking with Jisung, his voice cracking softly.

"I know," the younger had whispered back lovingly, as if the other had just complimented him, pressing kisses all over Minho's face, and a few to his lips. 

More than a few. 

Not that much. 

A lot. Jisung had his tongue shoved into Minho's mouth, the older sucking on it as if it was his most favorite snack in the world. 

"God, you're perfect," Minho had said, a smile making its way up on both the boys' faces, Jisung happy that the taller decided to stroke his ego. "So, so pretty," the older had added, smiling at the gleeful expression of his lover. 

"Don't exaggerate."

The two exchanged eye contact before Jisung complained a "why'd you stop? Go on, I'm listening".

"The best boyfriend in the world, always taking care of me. So caring and sweet, couldn't ask for someone better because they simply don't exist. The best little baby!" Minho, of course, exaggerated with all his might as Jisung blushed, swooning. 

"Kitten.." 

The younger had looked at him with a galaxy in his eyes, shining so brightly like he was staring at the man who hung the stars in the sky.

"I love you, kitty."

Minho hadn't even gotten the chance to respond, Jisung attacking him with kisses to the mouth, quickly licking into his mouth when he got the opportunity. 

The shorter's hand slid over Minho's sides, making the older squirm. God, Jisung loved the effect he had on Minho. He slowly started to grind onto the other, a bubbling feeling coming up in his gut. He had to resist the smile that wanted to creep up his face. 

"Don't get me hard, you know I have an appointment later," Minho had sighed into the kiss, the younger boy humming in response, ceasing his grinding.

Minho was getting better. He was seeing his therapist once a week and he had Jisung, he had stable social connections. But then Changbin and Chan came back to fuck it up once again, he supposes. Why couldn't they just leave him alone?

"You need me to drive you?"

"Only if you wanna," the taller had responded, gently tucking hair behind Jisung's ear with a tender smile. It made Jisung's heart flutter. 

"You know I'd do anything for you," the younger smiled, burying his face in the crook of Minho's neck, biting the skin there once he got bored. The older yelped on instinct, moving away from his boyfriend while sticking his tongue out. 

"I'll bite it off, don't test me."

"I wouldn't dare to," Minho had grinned playfully, hopping out of the bed they were in. 

"Get your lazy ass up, we're going to be late!"

"Minho, I swear to god, you were kissing me just a second ago, don't blame me!" 

"Yeah, but at least I'm ready right now," the taller stuck his tongue out again, making Jisung sigh, moving out of the bed. 

"If you aren't out of the front door in less than 5 seconds, I will literally rip your tongue out. Go, you said we're late."

"Sir yes sir!"

Jisung couldn't help the smile spreading across his face as he rolled his eyes. Minho was seriously cute. 

"Get your cute butt in the car," the younger had whispered before squeezing the other's ass, turning away to get to the driver's seat.

"You are so mean!" 

"Shouldn't be looking this cute," Jisung had argued back, grunting as he plopped down behind the steering wheel. 

"That sounds like sexual assault to me, loser." 

"Well, you love me, so," the shorter puckered his lips and Minho gave in with a smile, placing a gentle peck on Jisung's lips. 

"And to think that I could've had you sucking me off right now.."

"Minho, stop that!" Jisung hissed, trying to focus on the road. His boyfriend wasn't making it necessarily easy. 

"What if I touched myself right here? You wouldn't look away, right? Or would you give in that quick, are you that needy for me? You think I'm pretty right?" Minho trailed his hand up his own thigh, his eyes closing in pleasure when he saw Jisung swallow. The other clearly had trouble staying focused on the road.

"But I won't, because I'm good," the older laughed softly at the way the shorter's jaw clenched. 

"I will not hesitate to fuck you in this car, do not make me."

"So I should keep going?"

"No, kitten, you're going to wait. Making me seem like the needy one, huh? You're so desperate to touch yourself, so bratty. Can't even wait for your Master?" 

"I didn't mean it like that!" the taller whined, trying to reach out for Jisung, but the latter kept both hands on the wheel. 

"Sure, baby, whatever you say." 

With a huff, Minho turned to look out of the window, ever so slightly upset. He knew he was being a brat, but he couldn't help it. He just loved Jisung so much, it was hard not to want the other to touch him all the time. Touching was his only form of affection, because talking got hard at the end of the day. His tongue just felt dry and the words would come out as jumbles of syllables, turning the vowels around and confusing himself. Talking wasn't his strong suit. He hadn't got tested, but when he was small, his mother suspected that he had autism. The school brushed it off, though, labeling him 'too smart to be autistic'. Which was bullshit, there are people with autism who are really smart too. 

 "We're here, kitty. I'm sorry for being a meanie, you wanna hold hands?" 

It was enough for Minho's mood to switch, giddily giggling as he intertwined their hands. 

"Ah, Jisung, I suppose? It's great finally meeting you," Minho's therapist had spoken with a light smile, politely shaking the shorter's hand. 

"It's nice to finally meet you, too! Minho has been improving loads, I'm really proud," Jisung smiled, turning to his boyfriend to pat his head gently. 

"You want snacks? I'll go get some snacks while you are here, okay? I'll be in the waiting room until you're done, okay? I'll see you later, Minnie," the younger pressed a quick kiss to the taller's cheek before leaving, waving a goodbye as he walked out of the room, into the hallway. 

"It's nice to see you two get along so well, it's cute. I'm glad you're with someone who loves you so much."

"I'm glad, too!"