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"I hate you."

"Liar." Minho chuckled.

"I love you too~"

Jisung rolled his eyes, plopping right down on his bed.

"Shut up already..."

"Thanks for letting me stay here for the night~"

"Uh, no—"

"You kept bugging me to let you sleep in my house tonight."

"No I didn't."

"You were starting to scream when I told you 'No, I'm not letting you sleep here' and also, you were banging on my door." he glared at the older male.

"But you let me tho, soooo-"

Ah, yes. Minho ended up staying at Jisung's house because it started raining when he was a few inches away from the door. He ran back to Jisung's house instead of straightly going back home because his lazy dramatic gay ass wanted Jisung— I mean, to stay at Jisung's house.

Basically, Jisung took a while before opening the door and because of that- Minho was low-key soaking wet. Instead of letting him in, he started shoving him an umbrella and telling him to 'go home'.

"Hey, by the way- thanks for the free clothes—"

Jisung looked at him, mimicking his words.

"They're not free. They're mine. You should give those back to me after you use them. Ugly. Everything in this house is mine."

Minho chuckled, looking at Jisung with a wide ass smile.

"So...I'm yours then?"

"Everything you dumbass."

"Pfft— yeah yeah, right."

"Dang, you called me ugly too."

"Problem?" Jisung raised a brow.

"Stop lying. I know you find me attractive too—"

"Oh, shut up. You look like an egg" Jisung chuckles.

"How do you like your eggs in the morning-"

"Scrambled—"

"I-"

"Wait no-! Sunny side up is superior!"

"Uh...o..kay then-"

"Can you shut up?" he groaned.

Jisung turned away, covering his head with the pillow as he shuffled close to the wall. The other male smiled, laying down on a soft mattress on the floor with a fluffy pillow and Jisung's stuff toy which they argued about for 12 minutes straight.

The rain got heavier, but for Jisung. It felt calm and relaxing for him. Unlike Minho.

"Ugh..the rain..."

"Make it shut up then."

"Make me."

"Minho, I swear— I will punch your esophagus out."

"Eyow, chill. I'm kidding—" he nervously chuckled.

It was a complete silence, plus Minho being fully awake and annoyed. He then sits up, holding the stuff toy he got for Jisung.

"Jisung..are you awake..?" he says as he rests his head on the side of Jisung's bed.

"No." the younger closes his eyes shut, letting out a sigh as he slightly rolls around.

"Jisung."

"Sung.

"What..?" he mumbles.

"If I asked you to be my boyfriend, what would you say..?" he asks in a serious tone.

Jisung opens his eyes, looking right up at the ceiling as he blinked a few couple of times.

"Is that what you're thinking right now?" he looks at the side, trying to take a peek at Minho.

"Mm..I guess so.."

Jisung blinked.

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"But it's ok—"

"I'd probably say yes."

Minho paused his words, sitting up gently. Only to see Jisung who was looking at him with a slight smile on his face, making eye contact with the other male.

"Probably.."

"Yeah, but would you really do it?"

"I mean...yeah..of course. Why not—"

"Why not..?" Jisung raised a brow.

"I mean..." Minho pauses as his cheeks slightly heat up.

"You know.."

"No, I don't know—"

"You'll know about it." Minho smiled softly at Jisung before laying back down.

"Why don't you just say it now—"

"Because..."

"Eh..? Because what?" Jisung moved back, looking up at the ceiling.

"Because~"

"What because-"

"Because, because."

"I—" Jisung sighed, playfully rolling his eyes as he pulls his blanket over him.

"Hey, Sungie."

"What..?"

"I need cuddles."

"Who—?"

"Cuddle-"

"Who asked." Minho blinked, hitting Jisung with the stuff toy before he could lay back down. Wrapping himself with the blanket as he was mumbling words.

"You know, I do hate you sometimes." 

"Me too." Jisung chuckled a bit, turning around as he throws the stuff toy right back at Minho's face.

Minho glared, blinking a few times. The younger gave him a small smile, laying his head almost nearly out of the bed as he looks at Minho who was looking back at him.

"Good night, hyung." he smiled softly before turning around, tucking himself into bed.

"Good night, Jisung."

Low-key short🗿😔👌 I had this in my drafts for a few days and I just published it now kshzhs im sorryy, chile— anyways🤡👀 here y'all ❤️🤡

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