After our small make-out

He pulled away

Brought his right hand up to my left cheek

And stared into my eyes

"This is what mutual love is, Jisung,"

He said

And pecked my lips one more time

I never knew

What mutual love is

There never was someone to give me love

Or attention

It was always me

Who craved that sort of feeling

I now know

What it is

Or do I?

Does he...

Love me?

Minho chuckled

As if he knew what I was thinking

Maybe it showed on my face

"Jisung,"

He called out

Our faces were very close

And my face was already very flushed

I don't know how I looked right now

I'm blushing

Showing weakness

But it's Minho

I get it now

The person you can show your weaknesses to is someone you love, right?

Then I'm okay with this

Minho is the only one I'll ever show my weaknesses to

Minho is the only one who will make me blush madly

"Yes...?"

I asked

I didn't know what to expect anymore

He gave me a gentle smile

Took my hand into his and placed them next to my right

And intertwined our fingers

He was supporting himself with his other hand

So he won't have to put his weight completely on me

Our gazes were locked on the other

Minho leaned in

And kissed me again

It was not short

But also not long

But it was full of love

I could feel it as our lips connected perfectly

He pulled back and placed his forehead on mine

With his eyes still closed

He smiled brightly

What a beautiful smile he has

We stayed like that for what felt like minutes

He then raised his head again and looked into my eyes

"I love you, Jisung."

Those words

Made my heart go berserk

He...

Loved me...?

Why would he love me?

I'm such a bad person

"Why...?"

"What why? Do I need a reason to love someone?"

But

"I'm such a horrible person and you still love me...?"

I could never get enough of that gentle smile of his that was decorating his lips

"I do. I do love you, Jisung."

He was certain of his answer

But I wasn't

"I wanted to keep you only for myself. I handcuffed you to my bed. How is that not a thing to consider your love for me?!"

I panicked for the first time in a long time

I unwrapped our intertwined fingers

And I wanted to stand up

Push him off of me

But Minho held me down

And kept our hands pressed onto each other

With his fingers gripping tightly onto my hand

His eyes were gentle

He always gave me this gentle look for some sort of reason

"You don't choose who you love based on logic. It's your heart that does it and my heart is beating very hard for you."

The look on his face made me go insane

Million butterflies in my stomach

"And yours?"

"Huh?"

"Your heart. How is it?"

"It feels like it's exploding..."

"And that means?"

Still looking at me with that gentle gaze

His smile still decorating his lovely lips

I lifted my head up

And went in for a short kiss

As I pulled back

And my head hit my bed again

My eyes fluttered open

And I stared into his beautiful dark brown orbs

"That means, I love you too, Minho,"

I finally squeaked out