✅Revised

Alexa play Cool Cool by Golden Child

My album hasn't arrived yet :(

Have a nice reading :)

Jisung rubbed his sweaty hands on his jeans as he walked to the back of the school, where we was supposed to meet Minho that break.

He was nervous because he knew what was going to happen.

Let's end this here.

Not anymore.

He knew it because the guy had been incredibly absent those last few days, and even though they literally had sex again the night before at the party, he knew it was just a goodbye, because Minho was done with him, obviously.

He started crying before he even got there, panicking and hiding behind the building as he saw the guy. His white shirt perfectly tugged on his ripped jeans, his hair perfectly styled and a small smile on his face. He danced between his feet.

Like a free man.

Getting rid of a weight, finally.

It hurt, really.

The squirrel like boy bit his lip so hard it almost bled, but he didn't feel the pain, too busy trying to control the tears that insisted on coming down his bare face. He took a deep breath before putting a serious face, not wanting to seem too afected by the guy as he walked over. The least he could do was try to get out of this situation with some dignity, and by looking like a puppy in love would not be the way.

Minho turned as soon as he saw him, his smile almost breaking Jisung's heart even more. The shorter mirrored his smile, incapable of keeping a straight face, but his eyes got wet again.

"Ji, you're late.", he frowned, coming closer to the shorter. "Ji? Are you crying? Oh my god, what happened?", Jisung hated that he hugged him, making him feel his scent and feel his hard chest as he started sobbing, unable to control the pain in his heart. "Ji, what's going on, baby?"

The shorter let out a shaky breath as he tried to hide his face, Minho's arms strongly wrapped around him.

"Don't call m-me that."

Minho's eyes narrowed.

"What? Why?"

Jisung pushed his chest and wiped his tears.

"Just get it over with."

The taller looked at him, confused.

"Get it over? What? Ji, you're not making sense."

The shorter whined.

"I'm tired of this, Minho. Just say you want to end whatever this shit is and let's move on."

Minho felt his heart fall to the ground.

"W-why? J-Jisung, what are you a-saying?"

"You think I'm stupid?", he let out a chuckle. "No, I see it in your eyes, the way you look at me like I'm some dead weight, like I'm just the first thing that came to hand when you needed something.", Minho's eyes widened and he tried to talk. "You've been distancing yourself from me more and more everyday, why don't you just end it? I know I'm not enough-"

Minho had had enough. He took a big step forward and pulled Jisung to his embrace, pressing him against the wall aggressively and attacking his lips. He heard the younger gasp into the kiss and used that opportunity to slide his tongue in, pressing him harder and pulling him closer. Jisung kissed back after some time trying to convince himself to fight back.

But Minho's kiss was so addicting.

His hands found their way to Minho's hair, destroying whatever styling it had had before, but the latter didn't seem to care even a bit. He bit Jisung's lip, making him moan lowly into the kiss, bringing Minho back to reality.

The taller pulled away and cupped the panting guy's face, staring deep into his eyes.

"I'm sorry that I seem absent, but I don't look at you like that, Ji. I don't think you realize how precious you are to me.", he caressed the younger's cheek with his thumb as Jisung tugged his shirt, his eyes watery again. "I don't want this to end, Jisung, at all. I can't stop you if that's what you want but, the reason I called you here today is the same why I have been absent lately."

Jisung's chin fell to the ground as Minho took a small, black box of his pocket.

"U-you....", he let the tears fall freely again, the taller catching them one by one. "Are you serious?"

Minho nodded, his eyes watery as well now.

"I promised myself I wouldn't, but I fell in love with you, Jisung."

"L-love?"

Minho chuckled and pecked his lips shortly.

"Yes, love. I love you, dumbass.", he opened the box, showing of the two thin, golden rings. "Will you be mine or do I need to cry my heart of after you leave me here?"

Jisung whiped his tears, his heart beating at an inhuman speed.

"Fuck, yes.", he smiled widely and Minho thought that was the most beautiful thing ever. "D-does this mean I can hold your hand in public? And kiss you and-"

"You can do whatever you want, baby.", Minho pulled him to a short kiss. "My baby.", he whispered against his lips.

"Yours. I love you too, Minho."

The bell rang, but none of them moved. Jisung chuckled after some time, telling him they needed to get to class. Rings in their fingers, a promise made and two hearts beating at the same rhythm as they walked on the halls with their hands intertwined.

Jisung didn't care that he wasn't out.

He didn't care that rumors would follow him everywhere for the next days, people trying to understand if he was indeed dating a guy or not, since for the public he was straight.

The only thing that mattered to him right there, was the guy he was pulling down the hall, giggling and holding his hand like he held the universe.

I've been soft these last few chapters ngl

Ready for shit to go down again? 🙃