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If you're not the one - Daniel bedingfield
Nothings gonna stop us - starship
Want SO bad - Minsung
Wherever you are - One all Rock
Dance with the Devil - Jackson Harris
Mona Lisa - The Summer Set
Rebel Love Song - Black Veil Brides
Betelgeuse - Yuuri
Dirty Little Secret - All-American Rejects
Ice Americano -Minsung
If I’m Gonna Fall in Love- Rocket to the Moon
Collide - Howie Day
Chasing Cars- Snow Patrol
Volcano -Han Jisung
Ultraviolet - Stiff Dylans
What is Love? - Twice
Only Place I call Home - Every Avenue
Whole Lotta You- Rocket to the Moon
Hype Boy - New Jeans
I Love you 3000 -Stephanie Poetri
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Jisung let out a small whine as Minho started to shuffle around in the tight hold that the rapper had him in.
“Mmhh Min don’t go”. Jisung gripped onto Minho’s shirt as he pushed himself up to get out the bed.
“I gotta go baby. I still have to finish my packing for when we go to the airport. If I had finished packing earlier, then I would’ve stayed but I can't, sorry jagi.” Minho explained softly as he looked through the darkness and saw the dark outline of Jisung’s head, leaning down Minho gave him a small kiss on his forehead.
“If you’re going then at least give me a proper kiss.” Jisung huffed, which caused Minho to chuckle lightly.
“Okay, okay.” Minho rolled his eyes lovingly as he stretched himself out like a cat and grabbed his shoes and his duffle bag which he had been using earlier during dance practice.
“Minhoooo, give me a kiss,” Jisung whined softly, his voice slightly hoarse from having fallen asleep.
Minho let out a small tut as Jisung rolled back and forth on his bed pretending to throw a tantrum due to Minho ignoring his request. The dancer grabbed his phone off Jisung’s desk and walked back over to his boyfriend who was now sitting up more, a pout prominent on his lips.
Minho leant down and gave a shearing kiss, a deep kiss that even though only lasted a couple of seconds, felt much longer.
“I love you.” Minho whispered into Jisung’s ear before kissing him on the cheek quickly.
“Love you, take my jacket, I don’t want you to get cold.” Jisung hummed as he leaned forward and kissed Minho one last time.
Minho gave a short nod and grabbed one of Jisung’s many jackets that he had hanging from his door, it was a surprise the hook hadn’t broken by the sheer volume of heavy coats that were hanging up.
“Goodnight baby, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Minho gave Jisung a square smile. The rapper huddled back under his covers and gave a short wave.
Minho quickly slipped out into the dorm corridor and headed out. It was cold, winter had arrived, but it wasn’t cold enough for hats, gloves, and scarves. Despite that, Minho's fingers felt the frosty air immediately. He was glad he picked up one of Jisung’s fluffier coats. Sure, the walk was only about ten minutes, but he didn’t need to catch a cold right before a tour.
Zipping up the coat, Minho shoved his hands into the pockets, and as he did, he felt some sort of wire inside. Frowning Minho pulled the wire out and was met with a pair of headphones. As he tugged it out the end of the cord was wrapped around an old iPod nano.
Minho stopped in his tracks.
He knew Jisung liked listening to music pretty much 24/7, but he had never seen him with this before. It was an older version of the iPod, probably coming out near 2010 if Minho could remember correctly. He hadn’t seen one in a while; it would probably be considered vintage at this rate.
Nevertheless, Minho clicked the middle button and the screen lit up. Navigating to the music section there was nothing except one playlist.
⋆˚࿔ For Minho - ♡
Minho’s eyes widened and he quickly locked the iPod. Was he supposed to see this? Surely Jisung didn’t want him to see this?
Tentatively Minho unlocked the iPod again and clicked the playlist. Jisung had somehow managed to put a picture on his playlist cover, albeit it was the blurry cause of the iPod quality. But Minho could easily make out the image of one of the pair lying in Jisung’s bed. Bed hair all messy, Jisung was drowning in one of Minho’s hoodies. Lips both plump and puffy clearly indicating what had taken place before this photo was taken. He was pretty sure he had seen Jisung wearing that hoodie just the other day, except now the graphics on the front had faded away from the number of times it had been worn.
How old was this playlist?
That picture had definitely been taken when they had begun dating, it looked like it may have been taken when they had been promoting for Miroh. Jisung had short light brown hair. Minho was also sporting fairly short wavy hair. Quickly. Untangling the earphones and popping them in. Minho prayed they worked.
The playlist was fairly long. Minho didn’t ponder on it too much except making note that there seemed to be recent releases as well as older songs on the playlist and clicked shuffle letting the music drift into his ears as he began the walk back to his dorm.
𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ.
» [ Nothings Gonna Stop Us Now ] «
Starship
0:43 ─〇───── 4:30
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Let 'em say we're crazy
What do they know?
Put your arms around me
Baby, don't ever let go
Let the world around us just fall apart
Baby, we can make it if we're heart to heart
𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ.
Jisung let out a small yawn as Minho attempted to wrestle a hoodie onto the boy. They had finally finished the shoot for their latest comeback. Thunderous was filmed all through the night and it was three in the morning. They were all finally packing up and getting ready to drive back to the dorms. It was a five-hour drive back and Jisung had already begun to flag, it was obvious he was going to be knocked out in the back of the mini-bus as soon as they took their seats.
“Come on baby, we gotta get on the minibus.” Minho pulled Jisung out of the only seat that wasn’t packed up. As soon as Jisung stood, a staff member jumped in and grabbed the seat so they could pack it away with the others. They hadn’t glared at Jisung, they all didn’t want to move the chair because the boy had looked so cute bundled up in a blanket sitting on it waiting to be coaxed to move.
Minho let Jisung hug his back, squeezing his waist lightly, head hidden between his shoulder blades, as he walked over to the minibus where the other members were getting themselves ready for the long journey back. Most of them had brought pillows and blankets and were already plugging in headphones to go and sleep. There were two seats beside each other at the very back and Minho shuffled into the seat by the window and let Jisung plop down in the seat beside him.
Chan gave Minho a small smile as he typed away on his laptop. Minho made sure Jisung’s seatbelt was on before he clicked himself in.
The hum of the bus coming to life made Minho smile, he was already looking forward to getting into his bed and sleeping the rest of the day.
The bus began its journey back and Minho looked out the window as he watched the narrow roads turn into the motorway. He could hear Jisung grabbing his phone, and in the reflection of the window, he could see the screen illuminating his face as he untangled his headphones.
A small tap on the shoulder had Minho turning to his boyfriend. Jisung looked at him sleepily, one headphone in his hand motioning for Minho to take it.
Minho smiled softly and leaned forward and kissed Jisung on the forehead and put it in his left ear so that the wire wouldn’t pull all across his neck and get pulled out if Jisung moved.
Jisung had made a playlist to help him sleep on the journey back. It started with a variety of soft music. Jisung shuffled closer as best as he could, his hand slowly intertwining with Minho's, which had been resting on the rapper's lap. Minho brought Jisung’s hand up to his mouth and kissed it lightly before resting it on his lap. Squeezing their hands lightly. Minho placed his elbow on the window’s edge and leaned on his arm to look out the window. It wasn’t long until Jisung’s head met with Minho’s shoulder. Falling asleep.
Minho let his thumb run across Jisung’s hand softly as he let his eyes drift out the window. It had started to rain and as the bus drove past lampposts and the headlights of other cars passing by in a soft blur. With the sound of music drifting into his ears, and Jisung’s hand in his; Minho’s eyes quickly fell heavy and he was nodding off. His own head resting on top of Jisung’s. Curled up into each other.
𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ.
» [ Ultraviolet ] «
Stiff Dylans
0:56 ─〇───── 3:47
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That fire you ignited
Good, bad and undecided
Burns when I stand beside it
Your light is ultraviolet
Visions so insane
Travel unravelling through my brain
Cold when I am denied it
Your light is ultraviolet
𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ.
The one thing that Minho could never understand about the idol lifestyle was the very random ‘idol Olympics’ that took place. The Idol Star Athletics Championships. A random mix of different sports which kpop groups took part in. Most sports made sense, running, relay, football, and archery. But some were weird. The ‘do nothing’ challenge where idols would sit down and quite literally have to stay still the entire time. He vividly remembers Jisung taking part with Jeongin one year. He has no idea how the energetic squirrel managed to do so well in it. He sat there for a long time, not flinching, not laughing, holding ice in his mouth? Very bizarre. Regardless, that time of the year had come again, and it was just as chaotic as the last years.
Stray Kids always had members do the same sports, danceracha in particular had always done the archery, adorning flower crowns making them look soft in comparison to their usual darker and edgier song.
Minho, Felix and Jeongin had been called up to grab their bows and arrows and to get ready to compete in one of the quarter finals to try and beat Ateez to continue further towards the final. They hadn’t had much practice and Jeongin was taking part for the first time. It was almost certain they weren’t going to do the best. Nevertheless, it didn’t stop Jisung from being goofy and cheering them along.
Minho tied the arrows to his hip as he saw Jisung dancing out the corner of his eye. The rapper had started doing a normal ‘fighting’ pose back and forth before he began incorporating his feet and making jazz hands. It was endearing. Minho let out a small chuckle as Jisung gave a wide grin and continued to sing ‘fighting’ in different tones.
“Am I a good cheerleader?” Jisung asked as he wiped his hair out his face.
“Stay, think you are.” Felix joked and pointed towards the camera that had been facing the group, there was a bright red light shining on the top. He’d been filmed.
Letting out a flustered laugh, Jisung quickly moved away from the camera and looked up to the big screen to make sure he was no longer on there before crouching to the floor in embarrassment.
Minho let out his normal high-pitched giggle as he spotted Jisung’s ears burning red from the encounter.
“It was cute Hannie, you should cheer us on more often.” Minho chuckled as he bent down and ruffled Jisung’s hair as the boy whined lightly.
“Why’s it always me getting caught on camera!” Jisung whined and pouted lightly as he looked at his boyfriend.
Minho had to stop himself from kissing the cute pout off his face and opted to just pinch the boy’s cheek instead.
“Cause you are cute Hannie.” Minho chuckled as Jisung retreated back to where Changbin and Chan were standing to hide away for a little bit. He definitely didn’t want to be caught on the big screen again anytime soon.
Minho chuckled to himself about how brightly Jisung had been smiling and how whipped he was for the younger member. Just that small dance had put him in a good mood, and he no longer cared if Stray Kids won the archery or not. Grabbing his jacket off the plastic chair where he was going to be sat waiting for his turn, Minho headed back over to 3racha and pulled out the biscuits he had stored in there to snack on. He wasn’t going to share them with anyone, but after Jisung’s performance, he couldn’t deny the boy food. He wordlessly pulled out the snack and passed it over to his boyfriend who looked at him confused.
They technically weren’t supposed to have any food with them, or their phone. But Minho had brought both. He had his phone on him so he could hold up electronic signs to Stay when they got to interact with them. The food he had just stolen off the snack table inside because he knew he’d get peckish, and maybe he knew Jisung would be the first to whine about being hungry.
“Take it.” Minho dropped the snack in Jisung’s hand and headed back to his seat so that he could prepare himself for the archery. If giving the snack to his boyfriend means he’ll get the cute cheerleader Jisung back for when he performs, then that’s no one's business but his own. His bright voice and loud laughter always did wonders to calm him down and enjoy himself.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ.
» [ Dance With the Devil ] «
Jackson Harris
0:55 ─〇───── 3:30
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And we'll be fine, there'll be no worries
Did a dance with the devil, got burned from it
Trying to teach myself a lesson, I'm still learning it
We're moving too fast, slow down
I want this to last and not burn out
𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ.
Jisung sighed as he read the glaring message that was staring right back at him.
‘Going for food with Hyunjinnie, will be back later’
Rolling onto his side he glanced at the empty space in his bed, it was late. Minho had warned him he was practising some of the newer choreography with his bandmate, but he had promised he would be back early. Back in time for their mini movie night they had planned. Back in time to order a large sum of delivery food and eat away the evening. But now that promise had been shoved down the drain.
“Might as well date Hyunijin.” Jisung grumbled to himself as he heard the familiar twinkle of a bubble message being sent. He only had one member on bubble. It had only been a few months since they started using the app and all the members were obsessed with it, constantly messaging. Minho loved spamming Stays when he was bored. Half tempted to not open the message, Jisung clicked the notification and let his face ID open the screen onto the familiar chat room where Minho’s messages took up most of the screen.
Eating with the ferret
Below was a picture of the pair crowded around a bunch of sushi. Jisung immediately knew where they were. It was a restaurant the pair always occupied on any of their more spontaneous dates. That was their spot. How dare he take Hwang Hyunjin out of all the members there. The rapper let out a scoff and switched over to his own account. Sure, it was a bit petty what he was about to do but Minho had ruined his night.
I’m craving sushi.
Late night snack?
Let’s get it.
Despite telling stays he was going to go ahead and buy the meal he didn’t open his delivery app. He dropped his phone and curled up into a ball. It was a bit pathetic, but he also knew Minho had his bubble. Maybe he’d see the message and remember their plans.
He tried his best not to wallow in self-pity. Not to mope about the dorm and annoy his friends but he couldn’t help it. Minho was his boyfriend. The last time he checked they hadn’t agreed for any of that poly stuff. Besides Jisung may be slightly too possessive over Minho to even let the older get close to the other members like that.
Grabbing some Milkis from the fridge and raiding the communal snack drawer for some chocolate, Jisung made himself comfy on his bed to curl up, lights off, and began to watch the movie that Minho had promised he’d be back in time for.
He was only about half an hour into the film when he heard the familiar click of the front door open with Hyunjin and Minho’s voices echoing in the dorm.
“No, but seriously, Hyung! That fish was so weird! Why do you even know about it?” Hyunjin chuckled lightly as they passed by Jisung’s room. Jisung watched their shadows sweep across the ground by his door.
“Hannie likes it, we get it all the time.” Minho responded nonchalantly.
Hannie likes it….
Jisung furrowed his eyebrows and huffed. He knew exactly what Minho was talking about to Hyunjin. It was a ‘secret menu’ item. An item the owner of the shop had told Minho and Jisung about when they started to recognise them as regular customers. Jisung rolled his eyes and twisted his body away from the door to try and ignore the members that were now congregating in front of his door.
“Oh, you guys are back. Minho, are you staying now or going back to the company?” Chan asked, his voice seemed to be fairly quiet. Clearly the only member who thought about the poor rapper on his own, without his boyfriend who betrayed him.
Minho let out a hum, “I got you this Hyung, they finally had it back on the menu, I know how much you like them.”
Jisung heard the rustling of a plastic bag and a small gleeful cheer from Chan, he was clearly very excited about whatever Minho had given him.
“Oh wow thanks! I’ll eat this now; I’m having a long writing session right now. This will help me power through.”
“Don’t stay up too late Bang Chan.” Jisung could imagine Minho playfully punching Chan with a slightly worried expression.
“Yeah yeah, goodnight guys.” Chan’s footprints were heard retreating, probably back to the living room where he had been when Jisung had scurried in to grab his snacks earlier.
“Night Hyunjinnie.” Minho said and Jisung heard a small bang on his door before the handle creaked down and his room was flooded with the hallway light.
Jisung squeezed his eyes shut more in hopes he could feign being asleep.
“Jagi?” Minho whispered. The hallway light disappeared, there was a small click of the door closing and Jisung could hear Minho moving around his room. Well, it wasn’t just his room, but since the pair had announced they were dating, the members allowed them to take the double room, and all crammed themselves into the other rooms so that they had privacy.
Jisung heard the plastic bag being put down on the side. Minho was clearly getting changed, a few drawers being pulled open and clothes being shredded off his body. Jisung prayed Minho would see he was asleep and climb into his own bed. He didn’t have the energy to talk to Minho.
“You asleep baby? Did you start the movie already?” Minho spoke softly as Jisung felt him lean against him. He picked up the laptop and shut it and placed it on Jisung’s bedside table along with the bag of chocolates he had open.
“I brought you the sushi you like, I guess if you are asleep, I’ll chuck it in the fridge so you can eat it for breakfast.” Minho sighed lightly as he brushed the hair out of Jisung’s face.
Jisung forced himself not to shuffle around, not to move an inch. But it didn’t help that he was in a very uncomfortable position. Minho leant down and kissed his cheek and that did it. His arm had begun to hurt, he needed to move. He could simply pretend the kiss woke him.
The rapper let out a small whine and squinted back at Minho who was towering over him slightly.
“Oh, I didn’t mean to wake you Jisung-ie. Have you eaten?” Minho asked so softly that Jisung had to try to force his anger out on the boy.
“No, go away.” Jisung huffed and turned back away from his boyfriend.
Jisung felt Minho sitting down on the edge of the bed, his hand coming up to hold his shoulder carefully. He rubbed Jisung’s shoulder lightly before speaking up again.
“Hannie what’s wrong? Did something happen?” Minho asked, very unaware of how he was showboating his new boyfriend to Stay.
Jisung let out a sigh, “Leave me alone, go back to your new, better boyfriend, that you spoil.”
“Huh?” Minho pushed Jisung’s shoulder, so he was forced to lay on his back and look up at his boyfriend. Minho was clearly very confused at Jisung’s comment.
“As far as I’m aware, I’m with my boyfriend.” Minho hummed out as Jisung sat up and crossed his arms, nudging Minho off his shoulder.
“No, your boyfriend is Hyunjin. Hurry along to him, go show him all our secret places that clearly don’t actually mean that much.” Jisung rolled his eyes and looked to the wall. He couldn’t bear to look at Minho right now.
“Jisung what the hell are you on about? Is it cause I went to the sushi place with Hyunjin?”
Jisung stayed silent.
“It was the only spot that was open so late, you know the nightlife in this area isn’t huge. We were hungry. And I know you are probably angry at me forgetting to come back earlier, but the choreographer wanted to speak to us. I didn’t have a chance to message you.” Minho tried to unfold Jisung’s arms that were against his chest and Jisung pushed him away.
The dancer lost his balance slightly and almost fell off the bed, “What was that for?”
“You went out and brought Hyunjin our special menu. You went and brought Chan Hyung his favourite thing off the menu. What else do you have in your plastic bag? Some side dishes for Seungmin? A drink for Felix to keep him awake during his gaming season?” Jisung snapped. He threw his blanket off himself and climbed over Minho who grabbed his wrist to stop him walking any further.
“You say you like me; say you love me even. But you went to our spot with Hyunjin. You went and brought Chan his stuff. What about me huh? I sat here all evening waiting for you, and you ditch your boyfriend for another member.” Jisung raised his voice slightly, not even realising the volume in which he was speaking.
“So you are angry with me for buying things for the members?” Minho stood up and tugged on Jisung’s arm slightly to stop him from attempting to run out of the door which was clear he had wanted to do when his eyes flicked towards it.
“How can I tell that you actually like me, if you do the exact same things with all the other members. It doesn’t make me feel any more special.” Jisung hadn’t realised tears had started falling from his eyes until he spoke, and his voice broke.
“Jisung, baby.” Minho sighed as he pulled Jisung into a hug which Jisung wanted to break away from but couldn’t help but fall into the familiar arms and let his tears fall freely.
“I buy everyone things all the time, that doesn’t mean I want to also cuddle with them and definitely not kiss them. ''Minho stroked Jisung’s hair as the boy wrapped his arms around Minho’s waist.
“You should’ve said it bothered you so much. We haven’t even been dating for a year yet, we are still learning things about each other. But just know that I do those things because I appreciate all the members. I love giving little surprises to people. But from now on I’ll make sure to not show any of the members our secret little spots. Besides, Hyunjin only got that secret menu because the owner recognised me. He asked where you were actually, he said it was weird seeing me there with someone else and not you.”
Jisung scoffed lightly, his tears slowly stopped as Minho continued to comfort him. Rocking him back and forth, rubbing his back. He already knew Jisung’s method to calm down. Already knew how to read every single expression and emotion he felt in seconds. He shouldn’t have been jealous just cause Minho loved gifting things. He should know that Minho was only for him.
“I’m sorry…”
𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ.
» [ If I’m Gonna Fall in Love ] «
A Rocket to the Moon
0:35 ─〇───── 3:27
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If I’m gonna fall in love
It’s gotta be more than just enough
I gotta get that old feeling
I gotta get that old high
𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ.
“Min, slow down!” Jisung giggled as he was dragged through the endless corridors in the JYP building. Minho quickly tried to ssh him as he giggled as well.
It was late, much later than they were supposed to be at the company. Chan had packed up for the night and had left. The company was pretty much deserted. There were still a few practice rooms being used where trainees were diligently singing their hearts out and dancing till they dropped.
“We can’t get caught.” Jisung tried to hiss as he held back his laughter as Minho pulled him up the staircase.
Minho stopped and spun around, grabbing Jisung by the waist pulling him in close. Jisung grinned widely as he wrapped his arms around Minho’s shoulders and kissed him softly. Minho walked backwards so his hip was resting against the handrail on the staircase. It should’ve been ephemeral, they weren’t well hidden. Just using a random staircase that wasn’t used much. Most trainees, idols and staff opting for the elevators to get around. Minho pulled Jisung closer, a leg between the younger boys. Jisung smiled widely against Minho’s lip making it hard to actually kiss.
“Ji, stop laughing.” Minho tried to look serious before he broke out into his own set of giggles.
“Okay, okay.” Jisung took a short breath out before the pair sniggered again. Minho played with the end of long leopard print hoodie Jisung was drowning in. He’d been wearing it constantly this past week as they sneaked around. Hyunjin nearly caught them on his live, just the other day.
“You’re cute.” Minho breathed out softly as he watched how Jisung’s eyes turned into cute little slits, his teeth on full show as he gave a wide-mouthed cackle.
Jisung played with the ends of Minho’s hair which had begun getting longer. It had been short for a while and he had finally decided to join the others in growing it out just slightly.
“I think you’ll look great with long hair.” Jisung mumbled as he untucked a piece of hair that was caught up in the dangling earring he was wearing.
“You’d look adorable with long hair, I bet it would be all curly.” Minho murmured as he pressed his lips against Jisung’s again.
“Of course, I’ll go and print the schedules off now so you can look over them.” A voice was heard down the corridor from where the pair had recently run through.
“To the dance practice room.” Minho whispered as he grabbed Jisung’s hand as they quickly made a run for it up the rest of the stairs towards the idol practice rooms.
Minho squeezed Jisung’s hand gently as he pushed open the door to the dance practice room, leaving the lights off and locking the door. Jisung ran over to the sofa that was in the corner of the room. Jisung sat on the sofa and grabbed the front of Minho’s hoodie so he was crawling on top of the boy.
“Hi.” Jisung whispered. He could barely see the boy except the outline of his face, his eyes so bright they were glistening even without any artificial light shining on them.
“I love you.” Minho whispered back.
Jisung wasted no time in pulling Minho down into a hot kiss, tongues immediately intertwining. Jisung placed one of his feet on the ground so Minho had more room to lie across his chest.
“We can’t do this here Hannie.” Minho breathed out as he let Jisung kiss his neck with hot, wet pecks. Sucking gently on the skin to turn it red but not to leave any marks that could get them in trouble.
“I know.” Jisung huffed as he kissed Minho’s cheek gently a few times, pulling him closer into a hug.
Minho hummed lightly as he let himself get wrapped up in Jisung’s hold, his body acting as a pillow as he caught his breath. Jisung ran a hand up and down Minho’s arm softly as they relished in the quiet dance room. Only their heavy breathing taking up the area.
“Should we tell them?” Jisung whispered so softly into Minho’s ear. It was almost lost to Minho’s ears as his heartbeat sped up at the thought of coming clean to the members.
“What if they hate us?” Minho sighed as he clutched Jisung’s arm and pulled it closer to him so he could trail his hand down his arm to connect their fingers in a loose hold.
“I don’t think they will. But running behind their backs and hiding it seems worse than not coming clean. Hyunjin basically nearly caught us the other day running to find somewhere to mess around.” Jisung ran his hand through Minho’s hair, petting him like a cat. It was something he realised the boy liked a lot. It seemed to comfort him a lot, much like his own pet cats which Jisung desperately wanted to meet.
“With Miroh coming out in a couple months, and then the tour as well. I don’t think being forced to be in a separate hotel room will do me any good.” Jisung gave out a breathy laugh causing Minho to snort lightly.
“You just can’t be away from me for that long.” Minho joked as he lifted himself off Jisung’s chest and kissed his cheek lightly.
“Yah! I can! Try me!” Jisung huffed. Minho giggled and began climbing off the rapper before he was quickly pulled back down, two legs coming to wrap around him. The dancer let out a loud laugh.
“Sure Hannie, keep telling yourself that.” Minho let himself get squeezed to death by his boyfriend. They had been officially dating for a few months now. They had some weird sort of dynamic going on before either of them had made a move. Minho was almost 100% sure Chan knew they were together. He was constantly making sure they were sitting next to each other in their lives and finding ways for them to interact in other official content.
“If we don’t want to tell everyone, we should at least tell Chan Hyung.” Minho sat up off Jisung, still holding his hand lightly. Jisung pushed himself up besides the dancer squeezing their hands, making sure they were intertwined tightly.
“If that’s what you want then I'm happy with that. I’m sure once we’ve told Chan Hyung then the others will catch on soon enough.” Jisung grabbed Minho’s chin and gave a small chaste kiss.
“Let’s do that. But tomorrow, I first need to sleep and I still need to pack because you distracted me, and we gotta catch a flight to Jakarta tomorrow.” Minho stretched upwards like a cat and stood up, stretching his hand out for the younger to follow.
“If anyone asks, we were running through the tour setlist one last time.” Minho commented as he unlocked the door and they stepped into the corridor which lit up due to their presence.
𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ.
» [ Slow Heart ] «
TWIN XL
0:37 ─〇───── 3:10
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Hide and seek
I’ll keep looking for you in the dark
dream every night and I can’t get you outta my mind
oh my
please oh please
keep on speeding up my slow heart
𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ.
Filming content for stays was something Minho had always enjoyed. It gave him a chance to show his true colours, act a bit strange, and have fun with his members. Finding SKZ had become a common series they filmed over their time as idols. They have visited Australia with them, played an extravagant game of tag, and have become different types of gods. It was all good fun. However nothing would compare Minho to their current ideal. Raising each other's heart rates to see who has the most love.
It was hard enough to pretend that he wasn’t affected by the members complimenting his physique that he had been working on with his personal trainer. Despite his heart rate exposing him getting slightly flustered over Jeongin’s sudden compliment and everyone agreeing. His heart rate jumping from 78 to 86 should’ve warned him he wasn’t prepared for what Jisung had up his sleeves. Glancing at the heart rate monitor Minho was shocked the compliment went so far.
After an off-handed compliment, Changbin added about how he still needed to work out harder Minho knew he had it in the bag, it only reached up to 88 and there wasn’t much time left on the clock for the members to even try and increase his already speeding heart.
Although that all changed when Jisung stood up declaring he was going to give Minho a kiss. He was totally chill about it. Totally relaxed, not worried at all. As Jisung walked towards him, Minho pretended he wasn’t freaking out inside. Pursing his lips out ready for Jisung to get a kiss out of the way. But it was much worse. Jisung knew his weaknesses, he knew every inch of his body, had explored it many times, countless nights taking him apart and worshipping every inch of skin on the man. This was the worst.
As Minho felt Jisung wrap his arms around his waist he tried to resist the urge to relax into his hold. It was a position they found themselves in almost daily. Wrapped up watching anime or a horror film. Minho always found himself locked in a warm back hug. Which is why it wasn’t a surprise his heart rate went down a couple of beats. He was in a place his body recognised as safe. He didn’t have to worry.
Well…
Then Jisung did just as he promised.
Rocking Minho side to side a couple of times. Soon there was the press of warm lips on his neck that had already grown warm due to the embarrassment of this being captured on camera. It lasted a second. Minho revelled in the affection before snapping out of it and pulling himself away. Quickly pretending to wipe away the ghost of Jisung’s lips on his neck, Minho turned and saw Jisung smiling widely. His gummy smile doing nothing to help the beating of his heart skyrocket. Jisung knew his neck was one of his most sensitive spots, it was always the part Jisung would start kissing when he wanted a whine out of Minho.
The group all cheered loudly at his heart rate reaching 96 that even attempting to meditate and pretend nothing happened didn’t calm his heart, his mind was swirling. Jisung kissed him on camera, Stays will see his reaction. He had to calm down. It was clear Jisung had different plans. Leaning onto his back resting his whole body on Minho. In most cases this would actually calm him down. Jisung was the perfect weighted blanket and always was the best to cuddle with after an exhausting and over-stimulating day. Right now it was the opposite, Minho felt almost suffocated, his heart racing so fast he was scared he'd go into myocardial infarction and have a heart attack in front of everyone.
As the monitor hit 100 the group all cheered loudly and Jisung pushed himself off his boyfriend and cheered the loudest. Would it be considered cheating that Jisung knew Minho the best? Minho let out a small sigh and tried to not feel defeated about being so badly exposed. He prayed his ears weren’t betraying him by burning red like they usually did. Luckily makeup usually covered his face from blushing brightly. But Minho couldn’t help the small smile that reached his lips as he saw how excited Jisung was about raising Minho’s heart rate. It was cute that he knew the exact way to get a reaction out of him.
Minho knew he’d have to kiss him senseless later on. Pop the heart rate monitor on his boyfriend's wrist and see how quickly he could get him to collapse and break down, how fast he could get his heart to beat whilst he takes him apart piece by piece.
𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ.
» [ Mona Lisa ] «
The Summer Set
0:07 ─〇───── 2:30
⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻
Girl, I'd steal the Mona Lisa
But I know I wouldn't keep her
'Cause I wake up next to you every day
I'd buy the Taj Mahal, never visit it at all
If that's the only price I gotta pay
'Cause I've never loved anything like I love you
𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ.
Jisung let out a small groan as he rolled onto his back, and peaked his eyes open just slightly. There was a small amount of light coming in through the blinds and showering the floor. It must be pretty early, very early considering there was another human in the shape of Minho who still hadn’t moved. Jisung rolled back on his side and wrapped his arm around Minho’s waist and shuffled himself closer to rest his head on Minho’s chest. Their legs were still all tangled from the night before.
Jisung began drifting back off to sleep when he felt tiny hands link with his own.
“You awake baby?” Minho asked quietly as the boy’s free hand reached up and stroked Jisung’s bed hair. Jisung let out a small whine and he felt Minho’s chest vibrate slightly as he laughed, it reminded him a lot of a cat’s purr. He supposed he was their ‘house cat’ for a reason.
“Let me go back to sleep” Jisung grumbled as Minho wrapped his arm around Jisung’s shoulder and pulled him more onto him so that Jisung untangled their legs and swung his right leg up and over Minho’s hip. The dancer let out a small hum and Jisung smiled lightly as he let his eyes drift shut and he clutched onto Minho’s shirt before drifting back to sleep.
The next time Jisung awoke was due to a blaring alarm that he definitely didn’t remember setting.
“Sorry..” Minho’s voice croaked as Jisung felt him reach over to the bedside table and turn off the alarm.
“What time is it?” Jisung grumbled as he hid his face in Minho’s neck.
“Half eight. We have to be at the company around ten, so I wanted to get up at nine.” Minho explained as Jisung felt the sudden urge to bite the boy’s neck.
“That way - Ow! Yah! Jisung!” Minho whined as he pulled Jisung’s face from his neck and Jisung gave a toothy grin.
“What? I was hungry.” Jisung shrugged as he stretched his back out.
“Yeah, but I'm not food, last time I checked you weren’t a vampire.” Minho chuckled as he pulled himself and Jisung up so he could back against the railings. Jisung lay half on top of him still.
“Dammit, my secret is out, guess I’ll have to turn you so you don’t out me to the members.” Jisung playfully bared his teeth, snapping them open and shut a couple of times.
Minho rolled his eyes and pretended to bare his neck for the boy, “This a good enough neck for your vampire needs?” Minho jokes.
“Mmm perfect!” Jisung hummed and kissed the dancers neck a couple of times.
Minho let out a small breath as he let Jisung kiss his neck, sucking lightly on the skin and nipping at it occasionally. Minho wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and played with his shirt. The pair both knew that Jisung shouldn’t really leave any marks. But Minho relished the thought of having a small mark on his neck to tell everyone he was taken, even if he couldn’t show it.
They had been dating a couple of years, the members knew. The staff definitely did not. So any sort of mark had to be covered up. Luckily Minho had become good friends with one of their makeup artists who always patched the pair up if they needed to.
“Okay, but I'm actually hungry.” Jisung pulled away from Minho’s neck and used his long sleeve shirt to whip the boy’s neck so he didn’t look like a complete mess. As if on queue Minho’s stomach grumbled lightly.
“I have some jeon mix left over from yesterday night, what do you want in yours?” Minho grabbed Jisung’s waist and helped the boy climb over him as they both made their way out of the bed.
“Kimchi?”
Minho grinned widely.
“Yah! Kimchi in my jeon! Not kimchi as in smile!” Jisung giggled and pushed Minho lightly. Minho grabbed the boy’s wrist and pulled him into a back hug so they could walk out together.
“Oh great, the chopsticks are awake. Everyone get out of the kitchen.” Seungmin announced loudly as the pair emerged into the sitting room where he was eating a bowl of cereal.
“Go bother Changbin Hyung.” Jisung stuck his tongue out as he let Minho pull him over to the kitchen where Felix was cooking some cookies for the dancers who were taking part in their next stage. A small thank you for their hard work.
Jisung heard Seungmin grumble something about Changbin already at the company to have a meeting with one of the producers about his solo that he had been working on.
“You sit there Jagi, and I'll get the Jeon ready. Want a drink?” Minho deposited his boyfriend on the bench right near where Felix had started to place the fresh cookies. It was tempting to steal a couple to eat. Fresh cookies were the best especially if they were Lix’s.
“Kiss?” Jisung pouted as he sat down and got himself comfy.
“Is that the drink you want?” Minho chuckled as he leant down and gave Jisung a small kiss before heading over to the coffee machine to make the pair both an americano to sip on.
Jisung blinked through his tired eyes as he began watching Minho make up their breakfast, as the Jeon’s were frying he grabbed a couple of bowls and added a few side dishes into them which Jisung immediately started to snack on as he waited for the Jeon’s to be ready. He would easily offer to help out in the kitchen, but Minho barely let him unless they were having some sort of date where they were cooking and he was allowed to help out on the occasion.
Jisung let his eyes drift close as he listened to the sizzling of the food, took in the smell of the coffee that was now in front of him and the light chatter between the members as they all potted around getting ready for the day. The soft scraping of the chair beside him made him peak his eyes open as Minho placed their food on the table as well as some microwaved rice.
“Breakfast is served.” Minho announced softly, knowing that Jisung was definitely still tired.
“Thanks, Min.” Jisung smiled as he picked up a pair of chopsticks and broke up the jeon’s for them both.
“It’s nothing.” Minho leant to the side and kissed Jisung’s temple and rested his arm on the back of his chair as he switched his chopsticks to his left hand so he could still eat.
“Ooooo food!” Hyunjin cheered as he tried to grab a slice of the jeon, Minho quickly swatted his hand away.
“That’s Hannie’s make your own.” Minho glared lightly and shoo-ed the boy away and pulled the food closer to the pair.
Hyunjin let out a small tch, and muttered as he walked into the kitchen to get his own food. “couples…”
𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ.
Minho let out a yawn as he glanced at the next song that was going to play on the IPod. He needed to pack his suitcase. He also desperately needed sleep, it was already super late and they had an early start tomorrow. He didn’t want to look grumpy at the airport. But with the help of a bucket hat maybe he could get away with missing out on some sleep. Besides, he could always catch up on the plane.
Grabbing his laptop off the ground he logged into his music account. He had no idea if this was going to work. He didn’t want to accidentally ruin the playlist Jisung had made. But he studied Computer Science, so surely it couldn’t be that hard. Finding a cord to plug the IPod into his laptop he managed to create a new playlist onto the device.
For Jisung-ie˚☽˚.⋆
Now to add the songs…