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Minho had just got back from a rough and long day spent in the studio at JYP recording yet another song that one of the many talented members had written. The one thing that was on Minho agenda was to get some sleep, to take a long and hard nap.
Minho's feet pad softly agaisnt the wood floor all the way to the bed, he lazily hoist himself on the bed, and spreads his limbs out flat. He grunts in displeasure, he digs a hand under him and removes the stuffed animal that was digging into him from under his body. He really loves his bed, it's large, soft and comfortable, though it felt empty, without Jisung.
As if on que, the door to his bedroom cracked open, the squirrel-boy steps inside, he walks, with unbalanced and small steps, to the side of Minho bed, Minho can tell by just looking at him that he was fidgeting with something behind his back, both hands being used. Minho, being on his stomach really had to pry his neck to look at Jisung, but remained in his position, one of his hands finds the edge of a blanket fooled by the foot of his bed, he fidgets, he doesn't know why, he should feel nervous.
"Lee Minho-Hyung." Jisung speaks up, firmly and holds out whatever was in his hands, both hands still gripping it. Minho can't really see what it is in the position he is in, see he is left with no other choice but to sit up. He presses his chest of the mattress and drags himself up, ending up in a half akward sitting position at the edge of the bed startled by the others closeness. Jisung's hands tremble softly as he holds out the bright pink card, written on it was "happy valentine's day" in red letters, there were almost hard to read against the bright pink background of the card.
Minho has never been a big fan of valentine's day, in his opinion it was the dumbest holiday. Why did people need a specific day of the year to show love and give gifts? They could do it everyday, could they not? Minho forgets that he isn't alone with his thoughts, so he lets a deep sigh past his chapped lips, and then look up at Jisung. He grabs the card from his trembling hands, and watches as Jisung shift from one leg to the other, making his hair bounce just the tiniest bit. Minho rasies a brow, and he can tell it makes Jisung even more nervous, his hands clasp together infront of his belly, he picks on the skin around his nails wordlessly.
Minho smiles softly trying to offer comfort and opens the card, he quickly relaxes as he begins to scan over the words, then actually reads it when he realizes it's something serious.
You're one of the most important people in my life, You're always there when i need you the most, I'm so thankful to have you. I love spending time with you, and I wish i could spend every second of my time with you. You're so sweet and kind to me, even when you're not in a good mood you will still laugh at my jokes, and smile when you hear me laugh. I can not express how thankful I am through words, and maybe not even in actions, But i need you to know that i feel like i owe you my life that's how thankful I am to have you.
I love you so much, i can't even put words to it.
♡
Minho smiles so big his eyes crinkle, he instantly feels overwhelmed with too many emotions to even put word to it, he sighs heavily and runs a hand through his unstyled hair. He places the card down carefully on his leg and looks at the other. Jisung chuffles closer and sits down on the edge of the bed, hi feet kick back and forth scraping lightly against the floor. He fidgets with his hands again, he looks so scared, he picked his skin, and then rubbed his hands together like he was trying to rub any sweat of them.
"I-i know it's not a lot i was goning to buy flowers but I got caught up in some work, and i- well the store closed, i went to the convenience store but they didn't have any flowers, and-and i..so i got you a four pack of pudding." Jisung rambles, and Minho breaks into a uncontrolled laugh, Jisung had bought him pudding, not flowers, pudding. Jisung pouts and his eyes look stressed, his cheek flushed and his skin was pale, Minho's laugh calms down and brings the younger into a hug. Jisung exhales softly and wraps his arms around the other, hiding his face in Minho's neck. He breathes in the scent in, the same perfume Minho always wears while they are on dates.
"Thank you, Jisungie" Minho mumbles softly, and runs his hands through the younger's hand softly, Jisung only hums in response and keeps his face hidden in the other's neck. He does this in hopes of the older not realizing he had tears in his eyes that were quickly running down his cheeks. Jisung wasn't sure why he was crying, it could be because of nerves or rather the relief he was feeling in this moment.
"Are you crying?" Minho asks softly as he moves to place his hands on each of Jisung's cheeks, pulling his face back to see the others' tears. His eyes looked unfairly beautiful, filled with tears. Minho feels like he might have folded in half, his brows knit together, and he smiles softly, an almost unnoticed "aw" slips past his lips. Jisung looks anywhere but at Minho's face, though the other holds his face in place. Minho moves closer, his eyes fall shut and he brings the other into a soft kiss. Jisung huffs softly before reciprocating the kiss, his hands move quickly into Minho's hair, bringing him closer
Jisung is the first to pull back, but Minho pushes the other flat on his back, and climbs on top of the younger, kissing him again. The kiss is short, they part ways and pants softly, while staring at each other. Minho moves closer, but dosen't press their lips together, just hovers.
Jisung breaths deeply, and then pulls back some, he catches his own lips between his teeth. Minho flinches a little when Jisung's finger grazes the bridge of his nose, Jisung seems restless. Minho moves his hand and presses his thumb against the others lips and Jisung parts his lips. Minho pushes his thumb into the other's mouth and Jisung sucks, which rips a laugh out of Minho. Jisung gets shy and shuts his eyes, pulling back and pouts.
"I love you." Minho whispers and slightly tilts his head to the side, watching closely as the youngers face flushes red. He leans forward and presses a quick kiss on Jisung's lips.
"I...uh...I love you too." Jisung mumbles when Minho pulls apart, he seems shocked, but also giggles softly. Which makes Minho frown. "I do! I'm sorry. You caught me of guard. You know I love you."
"I know, I'm not questioning that, baby." Minho chuckles softly, and Jisung hides his face behind his hands.
"Okay." Jisung mumbles into his hands. Minho puts his hands into the others hair and then puts his face into Jisung's neck to breath him in.
"You're cute. And pretty, and handsome and amazing and prefect. And I love your smile." Minho says soflty which makes blushes, Jisung slaps his boyfriend's arm.
"Hyung, stop." He spoke shyly. Minho rolls his eyes and then kisses the others neck, he moves so that he can press a few kisses agaisnt the others Adams apple which makes Jisung gasp.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
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