Strictly Business / Minsung

twelve -

"Jisung, how do your parents feel about the whole gay thing?" Minho asked in a hushed voice a few hours after Ryujin has left.

To say he couldn't sleep would be a huge understatement. He had tossed and turned for hours and kept walking downstairs and drinking water or going to the bathroom simply to splash water on his face and make his thoughts go away. It didn't work and thankfully Jisung had still been awake when Minho had texted him complaining of how he couldn't sleep.

"I don't think they mind the gay thing," the younger replied in an equally hushed voice, "I guess they're like Mr and Mrs Shin, they know of it well enough but they just don't accept it or talk about it."

Silence hung in the air as the two boys thought over Jisung's words and it was a few minutes before the younger spoke again, "I think they're more concerned that the business won't have an heir," he commented, "and they're concerned that I'll end up with you."

Minho's heart basically stopped at this, "what do you mean? Would that be so awful?" he asked in an attempt to sound like he was joking although his heart was begging for Jisung to say he wanted him too.

"No," came the quick reply, "I just don't think my parents would be too happy."

"What do you mean no?" Minho pushed back instantly, "like no, it wouldn't be awful hypothetically or as in you want to date me." The older boy was sure that the desperation was now clear in his tone but he couldn't bring himself to care.

Jisung was uncharacteristically quiet on the other end of the line and Minho thought he'd gone seriously wrong before the younger spoke again, "can we not have this conversation over the phone at 2am."

Minho blushed so deeply that he was glad their conversation was over the phone, he felt some of his worry leave him as he spoke, "should we talk about it tomorrow?"

"That's probably a good idea," the other boy hummed in agreement.

Not long after that, the conversation died down and Jisung excused himself to go and get some sleep. Minho on the other hand felt that their conversation had just made him less likely to sleep.

Thoughts of Jisung stirred in his mind until at least 6am and it was only when the sun began to rise that he finally was able to shut his eyes and sleep. It didn't last long though as he awoke not even 5 hours later to his aggressive ringtone and he groggily answered it just to hear Jisung's voice, "good morning what time are we meeting up."

The older boy shot up and was suddenly now much more awake than he was five minutes ago, Jisung's words from last night ran back into his mind and the all too familiar butterflies woke from their slumber and began fluttering.

"How about maybe in an hour? At the park between our houses, do you know which one I mean?" Minho asked and he realised he sounded much more nervous than he'd ever been when he spoke to Jisung before.

"Yeah I do," Jisung responded, "I'll see you then."

When he hung up, Minho went straight into turmoil. His hair was messy as he hadn't washed the hairspray out last night and his face was covered in blotches of the previous night's make-up. All in all, he looked like a complete disaster.

With no time to think, he jumped straight in the shower before getting out and pulling almost every item from his wardrobe as he desperately shifted through it in the search for a half decent outfit. Ultimately he settled on a brown sweater and black jeans and he half-styled his messy hair and applied the bare minimum make-up before running out of his house.

Despite his best efforts, Minho was still ten minutes later than he wanted to be and as he ran through the streets, he cursed himself for agreeing on meeting in an hour and a half. He arrived at the park 2 minutes late and saw Jisung still sat on a bench by the play area waiting for him. Minho tried to still his rapidly beating heart and he didn't even know if running to the park had made him so out of breath or whether it was just Jisung's presence. Whatever it was, it needed to go away, the last thing Minho wanted was to look nervous.

"Hi," he softly tapped Jisung's shoulder as he walked up behind the bench, "sorry I'm late, I underestimated how much time it would take me to get ready."

"That's okay," Jisung beamed up at him before standing up from the bench and holding his hand out, "come on, I wanna go on a walk."

Barely believing his luck, Minho grabbed Jisung's hand and the younger entwined their fingers as they began walking. It was silent for a while before a squirrel crossed their path and conversation immediately sprung up. Minho called after it with Jisung's name and the younger boy laughed brightly at his jokes.

Seeing Jisung so happy was something Minho would never get bored of, it was the way his smile took up so much of his face with how wide it was and how he laughed with his entire body, there was something so perfectly Jisung about everything he did and Minho would always like anything where Jisung was involved.

They made it to the top of the park and it was soon obvious why Jisung wanted to walk there. It was much quieter with just one bench and a cluster of trees behind them, they sat down and looked out over a field of dandelions before Minho grabbed a dead one and showed it proudly to Jisung.

"If you make a wish and then blow all of the seeds away, it will come true," he spoke and Jisung grinned.

He took the dead flower from Minho and held it in front of his face before closing his eyes for a few seconds and then blowing hard. The seeds fluttered off into the distance on the way to their new beginnings while Jisung looked up at Minho with a blindly bright smile.

"What did you wish for?" Minho asked.

Jisung took a deep breath before answering, "that you were implying what I thought you were implying over the phone last night."

Minho jolted straight immediately and Jisung seemed worried by his reaction even though he calmed down quickly, "what did you think I was implying?" The older asked just to check that his assumptions were correct.

"I was hoping..." Jisung trailed off as he fiddled with the many rings on his fingers in an attempt to avoid eye contact with the boy next to him, "I was hoping that you might like me," he confessed.

Minho was entirely in shock. His heart was beating faster than he had ever felt it beat before, his mind was racing with things he should say or do and Jisung was looking at him so nervously and worriedly that he couldn't bear to keep him waiting any longer.

"I do," he breathed out and Jisung's mouth formed a circle from shock before he smiled.

"Oh my god," the younger whispered to himself and Minho grinned brightly.

"Do you like me?" he asked softly as he placed his hand on top of Jisung's already knowing the answer.

"Yes, a whole lot actually, I have done for a while," Jisung stuttered out.

Minho couldn't even explain the pure euphoria he felt in that moment. He forgot about his dad and his new deals, he forgot about the requests for an heir, he forgot about the fact that he was being set up with Ryujin and he just focused solely on Han Jisung. In that moment, they were the only people in the world that mattered. They stared into each other's eyes and they grinned and Jisung surged forward almost knocking Minho back with the sheer force of his hug.

It was everything Minho had ever wanted and more. He didn't want his confession to be flashy because he had had far too much of flashy and expensive things, it was simple and beautiful. Just himself, Jisung and nature as the witness and they sat with their arms wrapped tightly around each other giggling from sheer joy.

Minho thought that life was rather good when Han Jisung was the only person that mattered.

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thank you so much for reading this!! i'm so sorry that this chapter is a day late, i wasn't really in a great place yesterday but i'm okay now!!

i really hope you enjoyed this chapter and tysm for reading it <33 ily <3