School Life [on hold]

20

eyyy— im sorry, im being lazy af..

After watching the sunset go down and then having dinner, Minho was walking Jisung home.

"Thank you..."

The older stopped for a bit, looking at him.

"Hm?"

"Thank you.."

"What was that? I can't he—"

"I said. THANK. YOU."

Minho chuckled, lightly giving the younger one a gentle pat on the head.

"For what?~" he smiled.

"I-" Jisung stared at him with a blank expression on his face."

"Go on, tell me." he smiled.

"Okay okay!"

. . .

"Thanks for taking me out-"

"Mmmhmm"

Jisung blinked, staring at Minho.

"What?"

"What?"

"What do you mean what-"

"You said 'what?"

"What-"

Jisung groaned, walking faster while his hand was still intertwined with Minho's hand, making the boy stumble a bit as he catches up with the younger.

"You're walking to fast!~"

"So?"

"I— jEeeez~"

"Chile. Jisung-"

"Don't 'cHiLe' me." Jisung rolled his eyes at him, shaking his hand away from Minho's.

"No!"

"Noooo~" Minho frowned as he squeezed Jisung's hand lightly.

The younger groaned in annoyance, playfully glaring at Minho.

"Let go, we're already in front of my house. Stupid-"

Jisung yanked his hand away from Minho, running towards his door. Minho dramatically gasped, placing his hand on his chest as he made eye contact with Jisung who was giving him a disgusted look.

"Oh?? Stupid huh? After taking you out on a date and y—?!"

"I'm kidding, baby." Jisung chuckled softly.

"Ba-"

"What?" the older blinked, staring at Jisung with wide eyes.

"What's wrong, baby?"

"What did you just call me—?"

"Dummy, are you deaf?" Jisung rolled his eyes playfully, unlocking the door as he opens it widely.

"Oh..dummy...I thought you said—"

"I did, baby."

"Holy shi—"

"Get inside before I hit your kneecaps with a baseball bat, baby." he smiled.

Minho stared at him, shaking his head before walking closer to Jisung.

"Damn Sangwoo, chile~"

"Sang-"

"Who's that-"

"If you're Sangwoo then I'm Yoonb-"

"I said. Get. Inside. Or—"

"OKAY OKAY—" Minho chuckled, rushing inside as he plopped on the couch.

Jisung sighed in irritation, closing the door as he went straight to his bedroom.

"Hey, you got a basement?" Minho asked as he sat up.

"No. But if I had one I'd probably have you down there."

"Uhh..."

"Kin....ky?"

Jisung blinked at him weirdly.

"Are you always like that?"

"Like what—"

"Nothing."

"Are you sure?~"

"Yes, baby."

"Oh god— stop-"

Jisung smirked at him, giggling softly.

"Pfft— what's wrong, baby?~ Does it make your hurt flutter?~"

"Jisung- I—"

"Why? Don't you like it?" he cutely pouted, looking down sadly.

"No no no— it's...fine.."

"You don't like it...."

"I DO!!!" Jisung shakes his head, still pouting.

"Mm...you don't.."

"JEEZ JISUNG COME ON. KEEP CALLING ME 'BABY'!!" he groaned, mumbling a few uhh unknown- words under his breath.

"Ohh goodie!~ Good boy!"

"Good-"

"YeaaaAaHHHH bOiiiiiii—AAAH!"

He lightly screamed as Jisung tried to hit him with a large book from the coffee table.

"Oh my god— shut up!"

"No, you shut up!"

"No, yo—"

"No."

"SHUT. UP—"

"NYE NYE NYE NYE NYE NYE—"

this was a short part;-;am sori hevdhsbdbf I'll try to make the next chapter longer. Love y'all, stay safe❤️