✅Revised
Mr Han woke up because of the noise outside.
He left the room to find Changbin running after a laughing Felix and a smiling Jisung on the sofa, curled up and holding a cup of tea.
He waved at his dad and the older sat acroos the sofa.
"What are they doing?", he asked laughing as the two boys disapeares to another division, leaving son and dad alone.
"I don't even know."
Jisung knew his dad was looking at him as he took another sip of his tea.
"What now?"
"What?"
"You're staring at me. I know I'm pretty but you're making me uncomfortable, dad."
Mr. Han grinned.
"You seem to be in a good mood today, has my ship sailed?"
Jisung almost chocked on his tea, but tried to stay calm and look unbothered.
"You can keep on dreaming."
Chan appeared in the living room whining about being late and almost shouted at Jisung to go and get dressed.
Jisung rolled his eyes and was almost geting up when his dad picked up his tea.
"Hey! That's mine!"
His dad ignored him.
"If you were going to lie to me at least you could have hidden the evidence."
"What on earth are you talking about?"
Jisung watched as his dad tasted the tea he stole.
"You make up artists will have some trouble covering that hickey of yours."
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"I hate this."
Seungmin laughed as he felt Jisung clinging into him.
"It's a hauted house Ji, you're not supoosed to like it."
"I hate these programs they always make up do wierd sh-"
"We are filming."
Jisung rolled his eyes.
"They can just edit it out Minnie."
Jisung jumped as another figure appeared out of nowhere and Seungmin laughed at the boy. Hyunjin joining them.
"Why aren't you guys with your pair?"
Chan glared at them while holding a scared Jeongin in his arms. Jisung knew he wasn't really scared, the kid just wanted to be close to their leader, even though he didn't really need to pretend for that, Chan was as whipped for him as he was for him, if not more.
Jisung was glad about three things.
His parents having to wait outside.
The make up artist not questioning his hickey in the morning.
And not having to be with Minho inside.
Unfortunatly, Chan had just taken his last thing away.
Pouting, he looked for Minho and started walking towards him.
Mid way he couldn't see the older anymore, he turned around but all the others had disapeared.
"G-guys?"
He used the light in his camera to look around but there was no one, not even camera staff. He gulped and started walking through the corridor, praying nothing would pop up from the darkness. He tried to ignore the laughs that came from the creepy recordings playing. At the end of the corridor, Jisung saw someone on a chair. It was clearly one of them as they also had a selfcam in their hands, but he couldn't quite see who. He went closer and noticed he couldn't talk. His vouce had just bailed on him. The other boy wasn't moving, almost as he had fell asleep. Jisung walked to the front and stared at his group member.
Minho was literally sleeping.
SLEEPING, I SAY.
Jisung stared in awe, but quickly took a step back, wanting to get away as soon as he could. He didn't want to face the older after what had happened last night. Of course he somehow managed to fall onto the groud while trying to silentlybrun away and Minho woke up.
"Han-ah?",He stood up and walked over to him, offering him his hand. "Are you okay?", Jisung stared at his sleepy eyes and pannicked. He got up without grabbing Minho's hand and stuttered a yes before runing away.
Minho followed his direction walking and chuckled.
"Han Jisung, get back here!"
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Jisung new that had been the worst idea ever.
The hotel they were staying in for this concert was excelent, but it had a problem. It had an open bar. And, for some damn reason, their mannagers decided it would be a good idea to let the guys drink. Everyone except Innie.
It was dumb. Yes.
But it was even dumber for jisung to drink THAT much.
He had lost count.
They were all trying to get back to their bedrooms and he couldn't find Felix, which was his roommate. Changbin had also disapeared so Jisung would probably sleep on the hall this night.
"Han-ah?"
"Felix abandoned me for his prince. Now I'll sleep outside.", Jisung sighted dramaticly as Minho laughed at the younger.
"Not really.", Jisung had to let his eyes adjust as the older showed the keys to his room.
"Changbin is my roommate, he literally kicked me out and Felix threw me your keys, I guess we are stuck together."
Jisung nodded and followed the older to the room they'd be sharing. He hummed when Minho told him he could bath first and almost tripped when he finally got out of the shower. He got dressed and sat on the bed, not noticing Minho's gaze as he dried his hair with a towel. When Minho called him after taking his bath, Jisung dropped his phone and finally payed atention.
"Han-ah?"
Jisung's mouth had dropped and his eyes travelled throught Minho's boddy. Some water drops were falling down his tonned abs and stopped at the white towel he had wrapped around his waist. Unfortunatly for Jisung's heart, the towel was slowly falling letting the v shape be seen. Jisung gulped as he felt his heart race.
"W-what?", he made himself look at Minho's face and found a grinning guy. The older stepped closer, slowly, and saw Jisung's eyes fall down to his body once again.
"Do you like what you see, babyboy?"
Jisung felt his face burn at the nickname. Minho hovered over him making the younger lie down on the bed and gently kissed his forehead. When he looked again the younger had his eyes closed and mouth slightly open.
"Fuck Jisung.", the latter opened his eyes and melted into Minho's hungry gaze. " I don't think I can control myself with you looking like that."
Minho himself had a few drinks, Jisung knew that, but he wanted to believe it wasn't the alchool speaking but his bestfriend, which was crazy. Even thought he had never seen it on him, he knew exacly what the older's eyes were consumed by, pure lust.
Minho bit his lip and looked down on the younger, carefully leaning in, but holding back the second after.
"Then don't.", Jisung whispered as he saw the older hesitant.
"W-what?", his eyes widened in surprise.
Jisung took a deep breath and wrapped his arms around the older's neck, bringing his closer.
"I said what I said."
"Are you sure? You're totally drunk aren't you Ji?"
Minho started backing off, bis eyes softning at the thought. He was stopped by Jisung, tightening his grip.
"Don't fucking dare."
"Ji, you're j-"
"I'm not fucking just drunk. I wasn't drunk last night was I?"
Minho gulped. Jisung was right. He got lost on the way the younger was looking at him now, his eyes were so intense, like he had never seen before.
He was hungry.
"Are you s-"
"JUST FUCKING KISS ME ALREADY, MINHO."