𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚆𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 || 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 || SMUT

𝚂𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 -𝟙𝟡-

The two put on their seatbelts and waited for the driver to start the car.

After a minute he turned it on and immediately started drive out of the driveway—Jack waved at the two through the window as they left.

They waved back as the car drove off putting him out of sight.

The two held each others hands as they drove home since it was going to be another hour drive—at one point Jisung even fell asleep on the elders shoulder.

After the hour had gone by or more they finally arrived home, it was getting dark.

The driver parked the car in of the parking slot and turned it off.

The elder looked over at the sleepy boy and unbuckled both of their seat belts then picking up Jisung sitting him on his lap where he woke up.

Jisung squinted his eyes open as he looked up at the elder wrapping his arms around his neck.

A little smile formed on the elders lips as he looked down at him.

He opened the door and put his right hand behind the younger's knees and then put his left hand on the boys back as he lifted him up.

Minho stepped out of the car and shut the door.

Everyone else in the car got out as well.

The elder walked over to the door and stepped inside the house while continuing to hold the younger in his arms as he walked over to the stairs.

The elder reached the top of the stairs and opened his bedroom door with his right hand lowering the squirrel a little then softly kicking it open with the tip of his foot.

He then walked in and shut the door with his foot.

Minho walked over to the bed and laid down Jisung.

The younger stretched out on the bed—the elder chuckled to himself a bit as he looked at the boy while going over to the bathroom.

"I'm gonna shower, if you want to change you can grab anything in my closet" Minho spoke while closing the bathroom door.

Jisung sat up on his knees and looked around the dark room.

He stood up and walked over to the closet while pulling his jacket and shirt off his torso exposing his small waist to the cold air in the room that was being blown from the air conditioner.

Jisung opened the closet and walked in.

There was an automatic light that turned on in the room illuminating the pitch black closet.

He walked around looking for anything he'd like to wear when he saw a shirt that looked like it had been worn by the elder recently so he grabbed it.

He secretly brought it up to his nose and sniffed it smelling Minhos scent on it.

The boy then walked out of the closet closing the door gently behind him.

Jisung walked over to the bed and jumped on it bouncing a little from the impact while placing the other clothes he took off beside him.

He pulled down his pants and placed them on the pile.

The boy picked up the shirt and pulled his arms and head through it, it went down to his mid thigh—he didn't bother to put on any shorts or pants.

Jisung picked up the clothes and walked over to a laundry basket that was outside the bathroom and placed them inside.

He walked back over to the bed and crawled into it pulling the sheets over him—he sat with his back straight up against the headboard with his knees up close to his chest.