𝕎𝕙𝕠 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕'𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 (WWT)|| Minsung

WWT 10-Stories and Cuddles

A/N: Random but like someone help Istg i heard gunshots near my house. Also get some snacks ready because this chapter is gonna be good. :)

Friday

"Thank you for getting me out of there." He pouted, tears softly running down his face.

Fuck, I'm so whipped for him....

Minho couldn't help but smile at how cute Han looked when he pouted. Jisung smiled back at him, he looked so inocent and cute when he did that. "No problem." Minho said softly, playing with Jisung's soft hair to relax him. Han seemed to enjoy it as he cuddled even closer the Minho and hugged him tighter. "Hey," Minho started. Jisung looked up at him with soft eyes, "so uh, h-how did you even get down there in the first place." He seemed to hesitate as he began to tell Minho what happened.

"Well uh, It started in class this morning."

Minho nodded.

"Hey, Jisung." Jisung flinched as he heard his name called loudly from the other side of the classroom. He was gathering his supplies for the next class as Chan walked up to him. He backed away twords the corner, afraid he would get beat up once more. "Relax man, I'm not gonna hurt you." He said. Han didn't know what to say, so he stood there and searched Chan's face for any sign of why he was suddenly interested in him. "So um, I know I kinda beat the life out of you behind a school a few days ago.. But I wanted to apologize and tell you that what I did was really wrong. I really am sorry, please, Jisung, forgive me." Han stared at him in disbelief, *isn't it a little too soon to be asking for forgiveness, I mean he did just put me in a hospital, and now he's suddenly interested in being friends...* "Sure, but promise you me you won't beat me up again." Jisung held out his pinky, it was childish, but it usually works. Chan, as a response, wrapped his pinky around his, "Promise."

"Promises are meant to be broken..."
Jisung took a deep breath before continuing, fixing his position so he now had his knees up to his chin, holding his body into a ball under the heavy blankets.

"So then h-"

"Hey," Minho inturupted, still fidgeting with the yourgers hair, giving him butterflies. "Yes?" Han replied, gulping nervously. "Are you cold?" Minho asked, concered for the way Jisung had wrapped himself in the blanket. "N-no, I'm all good." Jisung replied as he softly smiled.

But he really wasn't, he was cold down to his bones, but he wouldn't admit it. It made Jisung feel special that Minho even noticed he was cold, the fact that he was paying attention that closely made his stomach turn. "Han, don't lie to me." Lee Know said as he walked over to the closet, searching for extra blankets, his family always kept extra pillows and blankets in the guest room closet for the winter or if someone just felt cold in general. But for some reason Minho couldn't seem to find any as he rumaged through the contents of the space. Frustrated, Lee Know shut the closet door and went back to the bed. "Sorry, I couldn't find any extra blankets." He sighed.

I mean I could just cuddle h-, Minho shook his head.

"It's alright, I don't really need one anyways..." Han said quietly.

Fuck it, I'll just hug him, I mean it won't really be that scary I guess... Minho thought to himself. He opened his arms, welcoming Jisung to a back hug.

"cm'ere."

Han wasted no time to scoot over into Minho's arms, he was cold, sure. But he also couldn't refuse having Minho's arms around him.

As Jisung came over into Minho's arms, he relaxed them, allowing his arms to go limp and rest around Jisung's waist. Han turned his head back and looked up into his eyes, extremly flustered. "Go on..." Minho said softly, staring into Han's beatiful chocolate color eyes while slightly smirking. Jisung felt Minho's hot breath against the back of his neck, giving him chills. Jisung continued the story.

School had gotten out maybe 30 minutes ago, and Jisung had changed and was on his way the BangChan's house with a happy additude that maybe Chan had actually considered his wrongdoing and wanted to be his friend. As Jisung was walking into BangChan's house, he saw Chan sitting on the stairs near the entrance waiting to welcome him. "Hey, there you are!" Jisung smiled at him, happy that he was being so genuinly kind, or so he thought. "I have something new that I really want to show you but it's in the basement, are you alright with going down there, I know it's your first time here but.." "Yeah I don't mind at all!" Jisung exclaimed. But before he could go any further, Chan handed Jisung a unicorn sleeping mask. "Hey, don't laugh, I had to take it from my sister because I didn't have anything else." Somehow, the amused Jisung managed to contain his laughter, but he started to become a bit suspicious. "Why do I need that thing anyways?" He questioned him. "Well I wan't you to really be surprised by it so uh, here, put it on." Jisung willingly accepted the sleeping mask out of Chan's hands and placed it on his head before being guided down the basement stairs. After walking a few steps on the cold cement ground, Chan stopped him. "Alright, it's infront of you, you can take off the blindfold!" Jisung lifted the blinfold just to see Bangchan lifting his fist until... *BAM*
Jisung's head hit the ground hard as Chan took a huge blow at him.

Minho tightend his grip on Jisung's waist, pulling him closer, their bodies now practically glued together.

Jisung's breath was taken from him as Minho pulled him closer to the older's body. He took a moment to steady his breathing before he continued the story.
"I'm gonna kill that bastard..." Jisung's whole body shuddered as Minho's hot breath hit his back, the warmth from his breath traveling down his shirt. The way it made him feel was ungodly.

"I'm still listening."

"R-right s-sorry, so anyways..."

Minho couldn't help but smirk at the effect he had on Jisung when he was close to him.

Jisung could barely move, he felt himself being dragged by his hair somewhere on the other side of the basement. He started to cry, he was in pain, and Chan dragging him across the floor wasn't helping any. "Please, I trusted you..." He heard Chan laugh. "Well..." He paused before continuing, "You shouldn't have."
Jisung felt his shirt start to become damp as he cried more, he didn't understand. "What did I do to you...?" He whimpered, desprate to run home, even if it meant running through thunder and dodging lightning bolts. Simply, the other replied, "Nothing." Chan started to speak again. "Now you listen to me, you stay quiet do you understand." Jisung nodded. "Use your words,"

...

"Y-yes." 'Good, I have a weapon, so you really do have to undertsand what you're getting yourself into if you try anything on me." Now give me a moment, I have guests." He finished his work by wrapping a black cloth around Jisung's eyes so he was unable to see, and rushed upstair, taking the sleeping mask with him.

"That's all I remember..."

Jisung reported as abundant tears began to fall from the younger's eyes. "Well, atleast you're safe here with me, I'll make sure nothing happens to you." Minho couldn't help but feel guilty that Jisung didn't remember getting punched in the face by him. But he didn't dare to tell him because he knew that Jisung would never talk to him again and the two would separate.

Minho began to twirl Jisung's hair inbetween his fingers as he rested his head on the back of Jisung's shoulder, his lips centimeters from touching the younger's neck. He didn't know what else to say, so he tried to make Jisung comfortable. Which worked. Jisung instantly felt better as Minho played with his hair, delicatly twisting it around his fingers. Jisung rested his hands on Lee Know's hands which were still placed gently on his waist and moved his body closer to the older.

Minho tried his best not to let his lips sink into Jisung's neck as he moved closer to him, making him become very vaunerable and flustered.
Neither of them moved, this time they didn't have a limit of how much time they could spend with eachother before other classes started, it was just them, and they had all of the time in the world this time.

Minho continued to fidget with the younger's hair until he ended up falling asleep in his arms. Lee Know took this as a chance to give him a slight peck on the cheek before relaxing himself down, enjoying Jisung's company. Soon enough, Minho had fallen into a deep sleep aswell. And there the couple laid...

until...

A/N; No because this chapter is actually insane T_T