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He knows little to nothing about being gay. All they ever taught the kids in Boa for the longest time was the purity of marriage between man and woman. One time, an older kid warned the others in Sunday school of gayness. A big sin that leads to hell.

Safe to say, none of the six year olds knew what that even meant. The older didn't know either, he just said he's merely passing a message his parents taught him of.

Jisung knows he that likes Charlize Theron. She was the object of his teenly desires, but never anything more than that.

Minho does not look like Charlize Theron. Well, more parts than others in terms of traditional norm.

Yet, he feels hot. Minho was true to his promise after that kiss. He doesn't initiate anything more than skinship. So, the problem is with Jisung. It's a problem because his heart is beating so fast at the feel of the sleeping man's hands on his waist.

It's a problem because Jisung can feel something big stirring against his thigh. It has to be Minho's leg. It just has to be. Jisung tries to shift Minho's tight hold in the sheets.

He wiggles a little more, loudly huffing at how he's not making any changes. If anything, he feels mocked, because Minho pulls him even closer in his sleep. So close, that Jisung's butt is abruptly pressed against the snoozing man's crotch.

Oh no. That is definitely not a leg.

"Minho" The younger squeals in surprise.

"Wake up!" He can't bear the hot and hard feel of another man's thing on his own skin. It's so..so... unthinkable.

Minho is sleeping like a damn log. They shouldn't have stayed up so long last night arguing about M&Ms. They ate M&M's but never discussed Jisung's dead father. It's a sour spot for him.

Jisung is about to give up on stirring around, when he hears something moving about in the kitchen. Surely chickens don't invade houses in the city too, right ?

His ears become more alert, and he practically hear his own heartbeat drumming quick beats from the fear he feels.

Someone else in their loft.

Minho is out like a nightlight.

Jisung can't fight to save his life. The last fight he ever had was probably in kindergarten. He lost. The other kid was younger than him.

All too quickly, Jisung ducks underneath the covers along with Minho after hearing the footsteps become louder. The intruder is closer.

"This is too cute!"

Wait...Jisung knows that voice...and with the familiarity, he peaks out his head from the covers.

"Like a Netflix movie or some shit. The gangster and the little innocent diner boy would be a good title. I'd watch" It's Jeongin. It's Jeongin that wakes the Minho up, stopping the two's  cuddling.

After relief, comes embarrassment. Jisung pushes Minho away from him like he is a hot potato.

"Ow!" A yawing Minho groans when his body meets the rude cold floor.

"Morning lovebirds" Jeongin teases, wiggling his eyebrows as he bit into a sparkling green apple with a crisp sound resounding after.

"Just because you can break into anyplace, doesn't mean you should. It's rude" Minho tiredly says, standing up in one jump.

"Y'all are fucking right ?"

"I'll kill you Jeongin, watch how you speak to Jisung. Don't forget I'm your senior"

"Spoken like a true grandpa "

Why won't the ground just open up and swallow Jisung up ? He's praying for it to happen at this point.

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Minho and Jeongin leave Jisung all to himself after Minho had freshened up.

It's not that Minho trusts Jisung not to run away again. It's that he is waiting for Jisung to slip up again.

Jeongin had quizzed Jisung about his life while Minho was in the shower. To which Jisung had lied with every answer.

"I can't run away now" Jisung whispers to himself, the inner thoughts spiralling in his head needing to be released.

There's to many people out here that work with Minho. He discovered this, when the Mezinee thing had happened. So much was stolen, and to this day, Jisung can't point out where all those cars went.

"I must be going crazy, talking to myself" Jisung whispers with a laugh.

He'd talk to himself regularly. It's a normal thing. But nothing about himself feels normal these days.

"Ring. Ring. Emily is calling, yes I set this as your Ringtone" 

This loud buzzing sound pulls Jisung out of his pictureless daydream.

It's a phone. It's a phone ? It's a phone!

Jisung springs up on his on feet, to finally spot the smartphone on the dresser near their bed buzzing with that loud child-like voice.

He watches the phone ring for a few seconds. Biting his lip in contemplation to answer the phone or not.

When he finally answers on the fifth ring,

A child's small cute voice greets him.

"Hello, Minnie'hyung ...When are you coming home?"

A/N

Thank you guys for 1, 05k reads. Mwah 😘.

Do y'all think Minho is secretly married and has like 3 kids, and kidnapped Jisung off a whim..... Jokes...... I'm joking. Tell me I'm funny or else☹️

Anyways, Bust your kneecaps by Pomplamoose