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The First Time Jisung Kissed Each of The Boys:
Changbin:
The first person Jisung kissed besides Chan and Minho was Changbin. It didn’t surprise him, considering he had already almost kissed the boy once, and how well they got along.
Changbin was having a shitty day. That much was clear to Jisung from the moment Changbin entered his room and threw himself on the bed under Jisung’s, whining.
“Sungie.”
He called, and Jisung knew the boy well enough to know what to do.
Once they were settled on the bed – their feet by each other’s head, like they used to do when it was just them and Chan against the world –, Changbin spoke up.
“I just don’t know what to do, Sungie. They just… I don’t know how to solve this.”
He said, sounding tired. Jisung frowned. He hated seeing his friend down like that.
“You should talk to them, hyung.”
He said. It was the same advice he always gave. It was the only thing he thought would work. Changbin sighed.
“I know I should. But I can’t. This isn’t normal, Sungie.”
Jisung sat up. Changbin copied him.
“Hyung, you shouldn’t trust society’s concept of normality. It’s stupid, and it’s keeping you from getting something that could be so amazing. Look, I’ve seen Lix and Jinnie looking at you, hyung. They look at you like the sun shines out of your ass. I’ve also seen Lix staring at Jinnie. It’s the same look. I don’t know about Jinnie, but you know him. The worst that could happen is he says he doesn’t want to try it, and that will be it. He won’t be angry with you or anything like that. But you have to talk to them, hyung.”
Once he finished, Changbin chuckled.
“See? That’s why I say you’re like a hyung to me. I don’t know how you manage to be so childish and so mature at the same time, Sungie.”
Jisung chuckled.
“It’s cause I’m the best.” He said. They both laughed. Then Jisung leaned in and pressed a little kiss against Changbin’s lips. “Talk to them, hyung. Ok?”
Changbin’s cheeks were a bit red.
“I was not expecting that.”
He said, chuckling. Jisung blushed. He had done that on impulse.
“Was it weird?”
He asked, shyly. Changbin shook his head, and then, as if to prove his point, kissed the corner of Jisung’s mouth, smiling.
“Not at all. C’mon, I need a cuddle buddy for my nap. Then I’ll talk to them. Ok?”
Jisung smiled.
“Ok, hyung.”
Seungmin (+ Chan again):
Jisung pouted, frustrated tears welling up in his eyes as he looked at the burnt egg in the frying pan in front of him. He hadn’t been trying to do much. He just wanted to make breakfast for Chan, because it was his birthday and Jisung wanted to make the older happy on his birthday. Except…
“Sungie?”
Hearing Seungmin’s sleepy voice, Jisung quickly dried his eyes, trying to hide his tears.
“H-hey, Min. Good morning.”
He said, not turning around. He heard Seungmin walking up to him, and then his head was pulled up and Seungmin was looking at him, head tilted in curiosity. As soon as their eyes met, however, a pout appeared on the younger’s face.
“Were you crying?”
He asked. Jisung pulled away, blushing.
“No?”
He replied. Seungmin made a weird noise in the back of his throat and pulled Jisung closer once again.
“Yes, you were. Why were you crying? Do I need to get Chan hyung? Or Minho hyung? Or should I beat up Minho hyung?”
This made Jisung laugh. Seungmin smiled. Jisung shook his head.
“No, you don’t. I just…” He sighed and gestured towards his failed attempt at cooking. “It’s Chan hyung’s birthday.”
He explained. Seungmin seemed to understand. He smiled at Jisung sympathetically.
“Well… yeah, there’s no hope in that one.” Jisung frowned. Seungmin smiled wider. “But we can make a new one! Here, I’ll show you.”
Jisung smiled happily as he looked at the finished product of his and Seungmin’s work. They had decided to fry eggs for everyone, and Seungmin had made a good job at making seaweed soup, teaching Jisung as he went, not caring about how much work that required.
“Is this good?”
Asked Seungmin, looking at Jisung. The older beamed, leaning forward and pecking Seungmin on the lips as a thank you.
“It’s perfect! Thank you, Minnie! Chan hyung will be happy.”
He said. Seungmin laughed and pecked Jisung’s lips back.
“You’re welcome, Sungie.”
Jisung only noticed how naturally the younger boy had accepted his kiss a long time later.
He also got a kiss from Chan, later, when the older woke up. It was a good day.
Jeongin:
Jisung chuckled as he watched Jeongin and Hyunjin’s live. The maknae of the group had arrived at the dorm, earlier on that day, smiling from ear to ear, his now braces-free teeth on display. Everyone had cooed and pinched his cheeks, and usually Jeongin didn’t let them do that unless he was sleepy, but at the moment the boy seemed just too happy to care.
Once the excitement had died down, Jisung had watched the youngest cuddle with his boyfriend, snuggling against him, and he was pretty sure he heard Seungmin comment on how this would make it so much easier to kiss Jeongin now.
Now, Jisung knew that didn’t apply to him. Jeongin’s braces were only a problem for open-mouthed kisses, and that was nowhere near what Jisung wanted to do with his friends. Those kisses – kisses that meant something more than ‘I really appreciate you as a friend and want to be close to you’ – were only for Minho.
But. Well. Jisung still hadn’t kissed Jeongin, ever since he had told the others about this thing of his. He hadn’t kissed a few others, either, Felix, Hyunjin, but… them talking about kissing Jeongin made Jisung remember how excited the maknae had been, asking Jisung if the older wanted to kiss him, and it seemed like a crime, to Jisung, that he still hadn’t gotten to show the maknae that he did.
So he made a resolution.
Jisung was waiting for Jeongin and Hyunjin when they arrived at the dorms. When they did, he said nothing, simply walking up to them. He could feel his confidence on his plan slowly dying as he walked, though, so he hurried a bit, before stopping in front of Jeongin. The maknae looked at him, tilting his head.
“Hyung?”
He asked. Jisung knew he was blushing as he leaned forward and pecked Jeongin on the lips. By their side, Hyunjin chuckled amusedly. Jisung pulled back, and he knew his cheeks were now as red as Jeongin’s.
“That’s my present to you, now that you’re free from braces.”
He said, shyly. He smiled as the biggest smile appeared on Jeongin’s face.
“Thank you, hyung.”
Said the maknae, laughing. Jisung had a feeling he would be the one – excluding Hyunjin and Seungmin – getting the most skinship from Jeongin from now on.
Hyunjin:
Jisung stared at the lyrics he had written and sighed. They didn’t feel right. Something was off, and he knew it, but he couldn’t tell what, exactly, was making it awkward. He sighed again, putting his lyrics away.
He had read the lyrics once a few hours earlier, and they had felt good. He didn’t know why they weren’t sounding good anymore. He had the slight feeling that maybe it had less to do with the lyrics, and more to do with the fact that Jisung had been reading the comments under one of their music videos just now, and… well, people weren’t always kind. But still, the lyrics clearly weren’t perfect, and he couldn’t deliver them if they weren’t perfect.
He was once again looking at them, trying to see what to change, when someone entered the room and snorted.
“You do know that’s my bed, right?”
Came Hyunjin’s voice. Jisung sat up. He sometimes got too lazy to climb to his bed and crashed on Hyunjin’s. The older was used to it, and Jisung knew he didn’t actually mind, so usually he would have just spread himself wider and laughed. In his current state, however, he simply attempted to stand up, before Hyunjin pushed him back.
“Hey. Is everything ok?”
Asked the older, sitting next to Jisung. The younger shrugged.
“Just some lyrics that aren’t working.”
He mumbled. He could tell Hyunjin knew that wasn’t the whole truth, but the boy didn’t push. He simply grabbed Jisung’s notebook and ran his eyes over the lyrics.
A few minutes later, he looked up frowning.
“What isn’t working, Sungie? I mean, I’m not Chan or Binnie, but these lyrics actually seem as close to perfect as lyrics can be.”
Jisung’s eyes widened. Hyunjin didn’t compliment people often, and he also wasn’t one to give empty compliments just to cheer someone up. So hearing that from the boy made Jisung perk up at least a bit.
“For real?”
He asked, voice soft. Hyunjin nodded, then put a hand on Jisung’s chin and gave him a soft peck on the lips. Jisung’s eyes widened and Hyunjin chuckled.
“Did that help?”
He asked. Jisung could feel his lips stretching into a smile. He looked down, feeling shy, but happy. He nodded his head.
“It did. Thank you, Jinnie.”
Hyunjin chuckled.
“I’ll give you all the kisses you want if it makes you smile like that, Sungie.”
Suddenly, the comments under their video didn’t matter anymore. And Jisung was sure that if he looked over his lyrics again they would feel perfect.
Felix:
Jisung was watching TV with Hyunjin when Felix stomped up to him, stopping in front of Jisung, arms crossed and a pout on his lips.
“Lix?”
Jisung asked, confused. Felix’s pout deepened.
“I can’t believe you’ve kissed everyone but me.”
Said the boy. For a second, Jisung couldn’t quite understand what the boy was talking about. When he did, however, he chuckled, cheeks reddening.
“Yah, it’s not like that.”
He said. It wasn’t like he had planned on kissing the others. It just… happened. He knew in a while he would be kissing them more often, once the embarrassment about doing it died down, but for the moment being he was just starting to get used to the fact that he could kiss them, and actually doing it depended on many conditions.
“But you said it’s like hugging, to you. You hug me all the time.”
Jisung couldn’t help but to chuckle.
“I know, Lix. I’m just… I’m still getting used to the idea that I can actually do that.”
He said. He saw Felix’s face soften. The boy turned to Hyunjin.
“Why did he kiss you?”
He asked. Hyunjin snorted.
“He didn’t. I kissed him because he was sad about something and I wanted to comfort him.”
He said. Jisung smiled, remembering Hyunjin’s words that day. Then he looked at Felix, and the look on the boy’s face told him whatever he was planning wouldn’t end well. Then Felix rubbed the back of his neck, making a worried face.
“Well… then maybe now is the time to tell you I ripped your stuffed bear’s ear off, accidently.”
Said Felix. Jisung frowned.
“You what?”
He asked. Felix smiled and leaned forward, pecking Jisung on the lips. Jisung only stared at him. Felix giggled.
“I didn’t, actually. Just wanted to kiss you.”
Hyunjin was the first one to break the silence, as Jisung gaped and Felix smiled proudly. The oldest broke down laughing, and then all three of them were a laughing mess, unable to stop themselves.
When they finally did manage to stop, Jisung shoved Felix playfully.
“Idiot.” He said. Then he pecked Felix’s lips. “You can give me kisses whenever, you don’t have to do that.”
He said, shy about admitting that out loud. Felix beamed and sat next to Jisung, proceeding to kiss all over the boy’s face, making Jisung giggle happily.
“I’ll make sure to do that, then.”
He said, and pressed one final peck to Jisung’s lips.