𝐟𝐰𝐛 - 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

~six

vexie2003

•

"Hey, Minho," Jisung said, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "We should do something fun today."

Minho sat up and groggily mumbled, "Oh, was last night not fun enough for you?"

He smirked as he saw Jisung's face went blank and a bright shade of red creeped up his neck, painting his face and ears with an obvious blush. Jisung tried to cover his face with a pillow to hide it, but it was too late. Minho had already seen.

The older boy chuckled as he moved closer, sitting on his knees in front of the shy boy. He grabbed the pillow and tried to pull it away, cooing at his baby who squealed in protest.

Jisung hit Minho in the face with the fluffy pillow, knocking the unsuspecting boy over. Minho picked up the first pillow he could get his hands on and swung it at Jisung, who laughed and tried to hit Minho again. They spent the next fifteen minutes or so having a pillow fight while laughing.

To finish the fight, Jisung thought he'd hit Minho with two pillows and knock him down as he jumped at him. What he actually did, however, was tackle Minho onto his bed with a pillow in each hand that was quickly discarded as he hit the mattress. The pair laughed as they lay together trying to catch their breath from their little war.

With no warning, Minho propped himself up on his elbows and leaned over Jisung. A small smile danced across his lips as he got an idea.
Leaning down even further, Minho ghosted his lips over Jisung's, keeping his attention just barely out of reach.

From such a small action, he could already hear Jisung's breaths becoming a bit uneven. Jisung noticed a mischievous glint in Minho's eyes as he awaited the boy's next action. Minho leaned closer again, lightly biting Jisung's lower lip and tugging on it slightly with his teeth, liking the reaction it earned him. His baby mewled quietly as his eyes fluttered closed and his hands found their way to the back of Minho's neck, which he tried to use to pull Minho into a real kiss.

"Quit it, kitten," Minho warned, "I'll kiss you if and when I want to. You don't call the shots here; I mean, look where you are right now. You're beneath me and you're practically begging me with your eyes. I'm in control and we both know it." He lightly bit one of the spots he'd left on Jisung's neck the night before soothing over it with his tongue, pulling away slowly to tease Jisung. "Mine." He stood up and put on a jacket as he searched for his and Jisung's shoes. "Anyway, you said you wanted to go somewhere today?" He smiled and acted as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't just fucked up Jisung's heart and lungs, as if he hadn't claimed Jisung as his own.

Still dazed, Jisung sat up and nodded. "Yeah, let's do something fun together."