Strangers To Boyfriends

he makes me happy.

Jisung's eyes fluttered open but he immediately closed them due to the sun and it's horrendous brightness. He always hated that so he made a vow to himself that he'd never open his curtains in the morning, or leave them open at all.
'if I didn't open them, then who tf... Oh...'

Flashbacks from the night before came flooding through his mind like a slide show causing his face to go bright red.
Jisung calmed himself down enough, though he was still embarrassed, and got up, with much struggle might I add, (this is why you don't engage in such activities kids) to use the bathroom.
He was brushing his teeth and looking at himself in the mirror, but then something caught his eye which in turn made him drop the toothbrush.

"What the fuck..." his voice was barely above a whisper as he leaned forward and investigated the reddish purple mark at the side of his neck.

His face turned completely red again and it stayed like that the entire time he was brushing his teeth.
Jisung finished up doing his business then he realized Minho wasn't beside him when he had gotten up and he began to panic, which he shouldn't because Minho would never leave like that.

Nevertheless, he still got jittery as he opened the door of his room to go downstairs. When he skipped the last step of the stairs, a heavenly scent filled his nose and he couldn't help but be drawn to it.
He padded over to the kitchen where he found Minho humming a song while making scrambled eggs.

'this is a sight I could get used to'
Jisung thought as he leaned against the entrance of the kitchen and observed Minho. It was as though he was in his essence, like making dishes was a norm for him and by the smell of it, he's damn good at it too.
Sure he tasted Minho's cooking before but he's never actually seen him do it, you know?

Jisung recognized the song he was singing, well humming, and decided to join in with him.

"So let's go all the way tonight, no regrets, just love...yeah we can dance until we die-"

Minho jumped slightly as he turned to look at his lover. "Ji baby, you scared me...I was about to pelt this spatula-" "anyways, how'd you sleep my love?"
"I slept really well for once in a really long time, probably because of you" jisung replied with a smile on his face as he crossed the kitchen to stand beside minho.

Minho returned his smile and dipped his head a bit to peck jisung's lips but jisung held his head in place and deepened the kiss ever so lightly.
They pulled apart and stared at each other until Minho broke eye contact because he realized he was still cooking something on the stove. Totally not because the heat of the pan burned him....

Jisung laughed and moved away so he could grab two plates and two glasses for the both of them.
"So me getting burnt is funny to you.." Minho asked him pointing the spatula in jisung's direction.
"Mhmm." Minho just sighed.

"Love can you do the toast while I plate these?" "Of course"

"Minho?" "Mh?"
"I know this is completely random..." Jisung started, "but have you applied to any colleges yet? I haven't cause I'm looking for a good one that I can start in January, most of them don't allow that" he continued.
"I was looking at a few options but didn't choose any yet...wanna do that after breakfast?"

"I would love to! Cause like I was sooo anxious about doing it by myself." Jisung explained as he rounded the table to put the pieces of toasts on the plates and sit down.
"Well why didn't you tell me before love?" "I didn't wanna be a bother..."

"What was that? I couldn't hear."
"I said I didn't wanna be a bother" jisung repeated as he turned his attention to the wall like it was the most interesting thing in the world at the moment.