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𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 : pretty much exposed

Jisung

"We're heree!" I giggled, bouncing my way to the front door.

Minho smiled, watching me eagerly usher him over.

"Do you wanna stay for dinner or something?" I grabbed his hands, interlocking them with mine.

"I'd love to baby, but I've got to be home. My mother and I need to figure some stuff out." He swayed our hands a little.

My face flushed a bit, hearing another one of his pet names. "I-Is something wrong? Can I help?"

He chuckled, "nothing's wrong, we just wanted to move out of the house my dad lives in."

"That's a good thing right?" I mumbled.

"Yes, it's a good thing." He cupped my cheek, squishing it a little.

I smiled. "Can I help you move?"

"I wouldn't wanna put you through so much trouble so you don't-"

"Please let me help." I leaned into his touch.

"Fine." He smiled. "I'll text you about it when we decide what we're gonna do."

"Alright!" I giggled, jumping up and down.

"You're too precious." He cupped both my cheeks, looking down at my lips.

I stopped, staring up at him. My mouth fell ever so slightly agape, as I watched his movements.

It took a second for me to realize he was slowly leaning down.

My heart skipped a beat, but I didn't argue.

Allowing him to press his lips to mine, I carefully placed my hands on his hips.

I fluttered my eyes closed, gently pressing my body up against his.

It was a very tender and slow kiss, nothing crazy.

It was so sweet, and from the way I remember it, it made me feel so nice. My heart was racing so fast I thought it'd beat out of my chest.

My stomach had so many butterflies I thought I'd burst.

But it was just so sweet, I couldn't pull away.

He slid his tongue in my mouth, earning a soft Yelp from me. He just smiled, trying to keep himself together.

I was a bit of a mess right now too, so I don't blame him.

There was a loud bang from inside the house, startling the two of us.

I flinched rather harshly, where as Minho just barely wavered.

His hands fell to my shoulders, the air growing silent.

"Ahem!" A muffled voice came from behind the door.

It was a light, teenage feminine voice which I recognized right away.

"Oh god I think she saw." My face grew redder than it already was as I referred to my sister.

He giggled, "I think you should go inside."

I groaned, wrapping my arms around his waist.

I placed my head on his chest, sighing.

"Well aren't you affectionate today." He joked.

"Shut up." I murmured, my voice barely audible since my face was buried in his shirt.

He massaged my head, patting it lightly.

I purred, nuzzling into his chest further.

He chuckled, "C'mon, run along now—"