🤍I don't like him, he likes me🤍 | Minsung

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Jisung woke up in the middle of the night when he felt a familiar arm snaked on his waist, hugging him tighter.

"Hyung?" He called and Minho hummed from behind.

"You're mine." Jisung suddenly stated. Minho's eyes bulged opened. He was asleep a few seconds ago, but just like a window refreshed, he wasn't going to sleep anymore.

He pulled Jisung's face so the blonde boy would face him. Jisung stared at him with glassy eyes. "You're mine."
He repeated it again with cracked voice.

Minho found pain in his eyes. A pain he never knew existed before. A pain of jealousy and fear of losing. "You're mine."

In matter of seconds, his lips crashed the cherry lips of the crying boy. Savouring the moment, Jisung fought for dominance. This is new for Minho since he was always the one giving. But he let Jisung took control as the boy's tongue travelled into the wet cavern of his mouth.

Meanwhile, Jisung's hand slowly travelled to Minho's waist as he suddenly moved to hover over the older boy. Minho panicked. The bed creaked with their hot movements.

"Han Jisung, sleep still!" Hyunjin's sleepy voice yelled from the bottom bunker. As if a switch has been turned, Jisung stopped immediately. "Sorry." He mumbled.

Minho blushed. This is the first time he felt this happy from being intimate with Jisung. How he wished they were in their own bedroom now, they might proceed to something more vigorous than just a short make out.

"Why are you smiling?" Jisung asked. He's clearly embarrassed with his previous bold action. It's really true that people are honest at nighttime.

"Because you're hot. I wish we can continue." Minho replied honestly, making the other boy a blushing mess. Jisung quickly covered his face with his hands while Minho pulled him closer into his chest.

"I'm yours, honey." Minho chanted as he placed a kiss on Jisung's forehead. "Hyung." Jisung called and Minho hummed again as response.

"I was jealous." He told him honestly. He didn't want to hide it.

"Jealous? Of who?" Minho was confused. He didn't think he'd interact with any woman as of now.

"Of you and Seungmin." Minho let out a soft chuckle.

"Me and Seungmo? It's impossible." Jisung looked up again. His face was scrunched and his mouth was pouty. "Waee~?" Minho asked. Jisung didn't answer him, he just remained sulking.

Minho then held the younger's face with both of his hands and stared at the cutie.

"I," he kissed Jisung's pouty lips.

"Love." Kiss again.

"You." Kissed longer. "I never have any romantic feelings towards anyone, except you. Honestly, you're my first love and it'll remain like that. I'll make you my last." Jisung finally smiled.

"Promise?" Minho nodded. "I promise." Jisung giggled.

"Hyung, if you break your promise, I'll break your legs."

"Wae??"

"So you won't run away from me." Minho laughed. "If you say so."

"Aish, seriously. Let me sleep, Han Jisung!!!" Hyunjin whined, clearly irritated with the disturbance. "I'll kill you, yah. Move once again and I'll really kill you."

"Yes boss." And simultaneously, they both laughed.