missclick || hyunsung 『english 』

sixty-eight

He checked for the last time if the number three on his cheek was written clearly and then locked his room's door, putting the phone in his pocket. He went downstairs. Jisung needed to go outside before Hyunjin's arrival because he didn't want him and his mother to meet. He was on the good way to accomplishing this plan because he had some time left. Slowly he went to the corridor, starting to dress up.

"I'm leaving, mum" he shouted, grabbing his denim jacket.

But before he could leave the house, his mother appeared in the corridor. She rested her body on the wall, holding a phone in her hand.

"Where are you going?" she asked calmly. The brown-haired boy rolled his eyes, putting on the jacket.

"At match" Jisung answered. The woman raised her eyebrows.

"So where's Felix?" she added. "You always go with him".

The brown-haired licked his lips nervously. His mother was right - he has never been at a match with someone besides Felix. He didn't know what to say, but someone did it for him. He heard the sound of a ringing bell. He was in a trap. The woman went nearer the door and opened it. Then she saw Hyunjin's handsome face, which made her eyes open wider.

"And who's that handsome boy?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.

Hyunjin looked confused. His sight made its way from the dark-haired boy to his mother. He didn't know what was happening at all. Han started to blush furiously. Shame was eating him up.

"This is..." he stuttered out, but the black-haired boy interrupted him.

"Hwang Hyunjin, it's nice to meet you" he said.

The woman glanced at the basketball player, looking at his black hair, shocked face and their team's hoodie with a number three on it. She looked back at her son and on his cheek, she found exactly the same number. She nodded her head, holding the younger's hand.

"Han Soyoung, it's nice to meet you too" she answered, smiling kindly. She moved a little bit, letting her son walk past. "Have fun" she added, practically forcing her son to get outside the home. Before she closed the door, she smiled, raising her eyebrows, which made Jisung blush even more.

When the door was finally closed, and they were both alone, Hyunjin fell in a laugh, looking at the younger, who rolled his eyes.

"I haven't expected that" the black-haired sighed, still laughing. Han hit his arm, walking down small stairs.

"Very funny" he mumbled, looking at the car, which was standing in front of his house. "It's nice to see you, by the way".

Before he could do anything, the black-haired wrapped his arm around the smaller's waist. Hwang pecked the top of the younger's head, which wasn't covered by this black beanie that he's been wearing every day.

"It's nice to see you too" he whispered. And even though Jisung felt warmth spreading all around his body, he moved from Hwang's arms, touring in his direction and placing his finger on the older's forehead.

"You'll be late, Mr Hwang" Jisung laughed, looking at the older's face. "We'll cuddle later, now we don't have time for it. The car is waiting for us".

"There's always time for eating, sex and cuddles" he said, making Jisung roll his eyes.

"I'm really curious what your coach will say when his ace will be late".

"Don't be so pessimistic" Hyunjin grunted, then opened the car's door. "You'll get bored, believe me. You don't have to hurry".

They entered the car. Jisung's cheeks turned red when he thought about what happened the last time when he was here. Hyunjin turned on the music, starting their ride.