To Be Determined

~~Chapter 18~~

Minho

    Things have been going well. Though I have deprived Jisung a bit. What is the fun in giving him everything he wants all the time? He has to learn somewhere right? Right?

    Boy was I in for a treat. Not only after our last couple of sessions, Jisung has been showing another side to himself. One I should have expected would come out of this... something that though might infuriate me nine times out of ten... Jisung was turning into a Brat. I know I wanted him to do research, but I was expecting this to be the side of everything he actually started to dig into.

    That led to this day after dance practice. Jisung had cornered me in the practice room after everyone had left. Literally. He backed me into a corner and had slammed his lips to mine. He didn't even care that the room wasn't locked.

    At first I was shocked... and then turned on... and then slightly angered by his aggressiveness towards me. Not angry in the sense of wanting to yell or push him away, but in the sense of who does he think he is? He's not the Dom in this situation. Before I could think, I had wrapped my arms around him and started to kiss him back.

    Then reality hit and I pulled away, causing a loud smack to sound as our lips separated. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at him. His eyes looked hazy and his cheeks were dusted pink. God, he was beautiful. I tilted my head slightly at him and pushed him back just slightly. "What... was that about?"

    He flushed even more, the pinkness in his skin spreading to his neck a bit. I couldn't help but smirk. He bit his lip and then met my eyes finally. He shrugged a little and balled his fists into the front of my shirt. He went to kiss me again, this time I was able to stop him.

    "Seriously Jisung... what is up with you today?"

    "I... just want you..." The pout that formed on his lips was so adorable I almost couldn't handle it.

    "Well, I see that... but you know this isn't how this works..."

    "I-I... don't care." He tried to make his voice firm and authoritative. It was... cute.

    I couldn't help but chuckle at him a bit and then pull him in for a hug. He melted into me as per usual. He whimpered almost defeatedly. He wasn't going to win this one... but I could give him reassurance.

    "Are... you trying to be a Brat? Ji?"

    I felt him stiffen against me which confirmed that he knew what I was talking about. I pulled back from him again to look at him. If he wasn't red before, he definitely was now. And that was absolutely adorable. I sighed softly, cupping one of my hands to his soft cheeks.

    "We should talk about that if that is the path you are thinking about taking... I don't mind if you want to be Bratty... but there are rules to that too, love."

    His eyes met mine shyly as he offered me a little smile. I kissed his forehead gently and then switched so he was the one in the corner. He gasped loudly, his eyes wide with the sudden force of change and movement. I raised an eyebrow at him, smirking.     

    "What... you'd think I'd let you get away with what you did? Brats... get punished Jisung..."

    I watched as a shiver ran through him. I truly believe that I have found one of Jisungs many kinks. He loved punishment... We were a perfect match... because I loved dishing it out. Maybe Jisung wanting to be Bratty wouldn't be such a bad thing... HIs eyes had wandered over my face, trying to read me. It was going to be difficult... I was good at being stoic.