"Lee Minho I swear, if you're actually being serious right now I will fucking marry you on the spot" Jisung's eyes were wide and fixed on the tall building in front of him, well-lit and surrounded by bloomimg flower trees and all kinds of plants.
"Well, I'm actually being serious right now so would you like to call your family and celebrate our marriage, Mr. Lee?" Minho said, getting out of the car, Jisung doing the same.
"Why am I taking your surname? Why can't it be Han Minho?" Jisung unenthusiastically retorted, eyes still fixed on the tall building towering over him.
"Because I'm the top, obviously" Minho said, expecting to win this battle.
"You're the top now? What about that time when you were literally begging for me, and not in the cute clingy way" Jisung was now focused on this, winning their petty fights was always fun.
"Well what about all those times when you were under me, saying my name?" Minho would definitely win this war.
"That doesn't mean anything! Those roles have been reversed hundreds of times-"
"If I remember properly, only once, actually"
"-and I can be a top if I want to! I'll show you one day" Jisung finished.
"I bet you won't be saying that the next time you're under me yet again" Minho ended it there, they had reached the very well-decorated entrance, where they were searched for necessary security measures before an employee sent them off with an "enjoy your stay".
As soon as they entered the building, Jisung was still shocked at where he was. Komunhi Resort was a steady-rising hotel in Seoul, it had become popular since the day it was opened. It was luxurious, visually pleasing, had good service and the food there was to die for (also the really comfortable beds). All types of people went there; from couples spending a night there to rich foreigners on a business trip. Everyone knew of The Komunhi Resort.
"Good evening, sir. How may I assist you?" The receptionist speaking broke Jisung out of his trance.
"Dinner reservation for two, Lee Minho" He passed his ID over to the receptionist, who continued to look back and forth from her computer to the card before deciding everything lined up.
"Enjoy your stay" She smiled, handing him the card.
Meanwhile, another employee walked up to them. "Right this way, sir"
Jisung felt a set of fingers intertwine his, paired up with that charming smile, again.
"Let's go"
He led them to the elevators, where they went up to the 17th floor. Still following the kind employee, they reached a glass door, where there was a rooftop-like setting, the wall covered in fairy lights and the other three sides protected by glass held up by golden railings.
"We're here" The man stopped, holding out his right hand towards the door. "Feel free to call us if you need anything"
"Just the menu for now, please"
"Yes, sir"
"Thank you"
The neatly dressed man bowed and walked away, leaving Minho and Jisung to go in on their own.
"You bitch! You let me come to this fancy ass place with chandeliers and crystals everywhere in this?" Jisung looked highly offended, scoffing.
"Im wearing the exact same thing as you. And hey, at least I even took you to this fancy ass place" Minho dragged jisung to the candle-lit table, encouraging him to sit down.
"I know... thank you so much for this, it's really pretty... but you really didn't have to. I was fine with eating pizza for dinner and sitting in bed with you" Jisung felt bad for making him go through all this trouble.
"But it's my job to spoil you. I would buy you a diamond ring right now if you asked me to" Minho calmly said.
"Really? Wow. Dating a rich guy is the best" Jisung laid back in his chair, putting his hands in his hoodie pockets.
"Are you sure you're not just with me for the money now?" Minho asked suspiciously, narrowing his eyes and leaning forward.
"What- no, of course not! I love you for you, not your money" Jisung sat up straight, quick to defend himself.
"And what is this 'for you' you speak of?" Minho smirked.
Jisung scoffed in return. "You just want an excuse to get me to confess my undying love for you, huh?" he got a nod as a response, "Well, let's start with the obvious. If you've ever looked in a mirror you would know that your visuals are no joke, your sense of humor is just perfect, I've seen you dance and heard you sing before, literally just go audition for an agency you talented ass kid"
"I don't know, I think you're more talented tha-"
"This isn't about me. Anyway, now onto the less obvious, your smile makes me feel like I'm evaporating on the spot, just your presence makes gives me butterflies, you're kind of overprotective which makes me feel cared for and I love it, you give the best hugs and cuddles, you are one experienced kisser and lastly; major big dick energy. If you didn't know, that is a very important factor if we're going to have an... interactive... relationship"
"So basically you're here right now because you think I have a big di-"
"My goodness, Lee Minho, do you never listen? That entire speech about how every second of every day spent with you makes me happy and gives the butterflies just went in the trash like that?" Jisung looked genuinely offended, running a hand through his hair like he always did when frustrated.
"No, no I heard and understood it all, I'm only joking" This did not seem to help at all, so Minho decided to try a different tactic. He stood up, walked over to the agitated man and held both of his hands, making them face each other. "Jisungie... I know you meant it, I feel the same way" He tried The Smile again, now knowing that it made the younger 'feel like evaporating on the spot'. Of course, it worked.
"Stop... You're making m-" Jisung's sentence was cut short by the waiter, finally back with the menu.
"Sorry for taking so long, there was a bit of an emergency with the elevators and-" The poor man looked frightened for his life, it must be hard working for all these rich, probably spoiled, people.
"It's fine, we already know what to order" Minho led them back to the table, where he ordered for the both of them.
They waited for and ate their food while enthusiastically talking, not about their relationship or favourite movies and such, but trying to work out how the fuck (their words not mine) Seungmin and Hyunjin got together and have been together for so long, considering their completely different personalities.
When the waiter took their dinner plates away and all that was left was a slice of cake for Jisung and a vanilla millshake for Minho as dessert, he insisted they move to the armchairs near the railings.
After all these hours spent together, Jisung finally realised something; "Wait... Don't you have a fear of heights?" he looked over the edge and down at the city below them.
"Yes, why?" Minho said, doing the same, but occasionally looking back down at his feet as if he'd seen an annoying ex and didn't want to make eye contact.
"Correct me if I'm wrong but isn't this a height?" Jisung turned around to face the older, confused as to why he would come to a place he's scared of.
"That's the point. It's supposed to be like a..." It seemed sweet and cute before, but now that he was saying it, Minho thought it was very cheesy, "... like proving my love for you. I'll face my worst fears and the worst situations if it means I love you, which I really do"
Jisung frowned. "You really didn't have to do that. We can go inside if you're uncomfortable, seriously."
"No, I'm actually kind of liking this. I don't know if it's just me getting over my fears or it's because you're here but I don't want to go" Minho paused. "Not yet"
Jisung's frown converted into a smile, but before he could speak, Minho interrupted him.
"Before you say anything, I have a question for you" He stood up and gently held Jisung's wrist, making him stand up too, then moved away from the armchairs.
"There's a very special reason for all this"
"... and what is it?"
"Remember how we first confessed over text, and we agreed to just be unofficial boyfriends until I properly asked you out?"
Jisung nodded, kind of seeing where this was going.
"And then that whole Dahyun situation, I still never got a chance to do it" He paused, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out a red velvet box.
"But now, I do" he turned the box around in his hands, "Han Jisung" he opened the box, "will you do me the honor of accepting this gift and officially becoming my boyfriend?"
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