《Minsung one-shots》Winter falls
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So since christmas season started, I decided to write a christmas chapter. It's gonna be cute and fluffy yall.
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The smell of gingerbread filled the air of stray kids dorm. Fairy lights were decorating the plain white walls and in the corner there was placed a big christmas tree.
It was one of these cozy winter days. Minho and Jisung were huddled together on the couch with Jisung laying in Minho's arms, a blanket on top of them. They were dozing of while the members went out shopping for christmas gifts. None of them were actually sleeping, instead they silently enjoyed each others company.
"Hyung", Jisung murmured. "Did you ever have a girlfriend?"
"...uhh yeah back in my school days I had a few. Why are you asking?", Minho said a little taken back about Jisung's sudden question.
"I never had one", Jisung whispers a little sad.
"Oh-", Minho answered before silence filled the room again.
"Do you want one", the older asked softly.
"Mmmh I don't know", Jisung snuggled himself closer.
"Do you have someone you like"
"I don't know....", Jisung said again.
Minho swallowed dry. Something about this situation felt extreamly weird. Not that the youngers question was that absurd but the atmosphere got somewhat tense.
"We can't date anyways", Jisung said.
"Yeah...."
"What kind of person do you like Hyung?"
"You mean what's my type?", Minho asked.
"Yeah"
"Uhhmm I like someone cute and funny I guess"
"So cute and funny girls are your type", Jisung said while looking up to Minho.
Minho nodded hesistantly. Both of them were now starring into each others eyes, not saying anything while the gap between them got smaller without them noticing.
Their faces were now only a few centimetres apart and Minho could feel the youngers eyes on his lips. Before he knew it he started to lean in. It was like a reflex that told him that it was the right thing to do in that very moment.
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Their lips were perfectly connecting, moving softly on top of each other.
After a few seconds both of them realized what they were doing and quickly put a distance between them again.
Minho brought his fingers up to his lips while looking at the younger with a shooked expression. Jisung who looked just as shooked as Minho was kneeling on the floor now.
"I-I'm so sorry hyung, I am so sorry", Jisung bowed his head down, keeping it on the floor.
"No, no I am sorry! I really am! It's all my fault", Minho panicked.
"I-.....uhhrrrg fuck", Minho groaned.
"Please don't be angry at me", Jisung whimpered.
"I'm not angry"
"Please forgive me hyung please, ple-"
"-Sungie stop it", Minho said while lifting Jisung up from the ground and placing him into his lap.
Jisung cried into Minho's shoulder while wrapping his arms around the older boys torso. Minho slowly patted his back.
"You don't even like boys. I am so sorry!", Jisung said in between sobs.
"You....I-", Minho said angrily, not being able to form a sentence. He now grabbed the youngers chin to make Jisung look at him.
"You...I like you", he said now while holding Jisungs cheeks.
Jisung froze on the spot starring at Minho. His lips slowly formed a smile which then again vanished and turned into a cold expression.
"You know we can't. You can not like me, I can not like you. I mean we are bandmates. I mean we are both guys I I-......I like you way too much"
"Jisung baby look at me", Minho said softly.
Jisung blushed at the nickname.
"I like you and you like me. We can't do anything about that, at least I don't think I can...", Minho spoke.
~"We will make it work I promise!"
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JESUS CHRIST I AM WAY TO EMOTIONAL RIGHT NOW! Anyways I hope you liked it and sorry for never updating!
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Wow and I managed not to write smut! Great!
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