AS: PZ || Minsung

Chapter 15: Gentle!

    While Jeongin texted whoever he was texting, Jisung got out the band aids. "Cute." Minho said upon seeing the heart patterned band aids. "I know, right? I only accept the prettiest of things." Jisung said. "Gentle!" Minho said when the glasses clad boy pressed on a band aid a little rough. "I'm so sorry dear, do you want me to kiss it better?" Jisung replied. The two laughed quietly so as to not disturb the youngest. "Who do you think he's messaging?" the squirrel boy asked, placing a band aid over a scrape on Minho's knee.
    "Probably a group chat to do with some master scheme, he does that a lot."
    Jisung smiled, sticking the last band aid on the other's nose. "Now you're fashionable!" he told the cat boy, booping him on the nose. A knock sounded at the door, gaining all three's attention. "Come in!" Jisung called. The door opened to reveal Jisung's dad, smiling warmly. "Mom made cookies for you and your new friends, come on down to have some." Mr. Han said, nodding at the other boys and leaving.
     "We should head down, don't wanna keep mom waiting!" Jeongin said, rushing out of the room. Minho laughed at his friend, waiting for Jisung to gather up the first aid kit. "I have to put this away in the bathroom, you can go ahead." Jisung said once everything was together. "Okay."
    When Jisung smiled at him, Minho felt a strange feeling in his stomach. It was a feeling he knew, but couldn't quite put his finger on.
    "Minho look! Cat shaped cookies!" Jisung's mom had made about two batches of cookies, all varying in simple cookie cutter shapes. Minho's eyes lit up as he grabbed one, looking at Jeongin. "It's so cute, right?" Jeongin said, munching on his own heart shaped snack. "Mom always makes shaped cookies, they're never boring." The two jumped at the voice, not noticing Jisung enter the room. "You scared us! What the heck bro?" Jeongin exclaimed.
    After laughing at the youngests statement, and eating a good amount of cookies, Minho and Jeongin were getting ready to leave. "I'll see you guys at school tomorrow, bye-bye!" Jisung said. He waved from the front door as his friends walked off, waving back. When he went inside, his mom and dad were there waiting for him.
    "So you have a whole two new friends, and we're just now finding out?" his mom said, flabbergasted. (that's a funny word) Jisung smiled sheepishly nodding his head. "Honey that's great!" his dad said. Jisung smiled widely, going over and giving his parents a hug. "Thanks Mom, Dad! I'm really happy!"
    "But that Minho boy..." Jisung pulled away, afraid it was going to be something bad. "You act differently around him. Is there something we should know?" Jisung paused, confused, and tilted his head. "What do you mean? I didn't think I acted any different?" he questioned. Jisung's parents shared a look, smiling at each other mischievously.
    "You liiike hiiim!" they chorused. Jisung's face went beet red, the boy hiding his face in his hands. "Nooooo!" he whined. "I don't like him!" he said.
    But as he thought about it, he didn't really believe it himself.