Chapter fourty-seven

"I lose all my powers, all because of you," Jisung confessed.

Minho's eyes gleam with happiness and he in turn puts his own hands on the younger's cheeks and pulls him close to connect their lips. But Jisung pulls back.

His face still between Minho's hands, and only centimetres away from the older's he scoffs, "Whoa, there, big boy. Don't kiss me after what you just did. I have a reputation.

And I'd rather my boyfriend won't get that of a slut."

Minho laughs at this as he rests his forehead on the other's forehead, "I don't care," he whispers before connecting their lips again. Jisung gets caught in the kiss in a matter of seconds, but just before it reaches the chance to heat up he draws back.

"What happened to consent?" he complains. 

"Shit," Minho hisses, "I don't care about that other reputation, but I really don't want this one."

They smile at each other. Slowly Jisung positions his arms around Minho's shoulders as the ebony-haired boy puts his around Jisung's waist. 

"Explanation, sir?" Minho smiles at this and starts explaining what happened, and why. Glad to have such a sweet understanding boyfriend. 

Even with those werewolf-mood-changes.

And so the two stood there. In the pool amidst the party and all the stares they were getting. 

Their clothes were all wet and their makeup leaked out. 

But it didn't matter, they were lost in each other's eyes, just as every time they got the chance. 

And the only thing going through Minho's head while explaining what had happened earlier that night was what an amazing boyfriend he had.

He had never seen Jisung as mad as he had looked minutes ago. But the boy had softened in minutes.

Making Minho's heart heat up knowing that what Felix had said was true indeed. 

"Remember what I said last week? I meant it." Minho looks at Jisung with a look of confusion plastered across his face. "You really can stop being that hot.

It's getting annoying. We get it, you're hot as hell, no need to rub it in." Minho's cheeks started to heat up in the night's chillness.

"You are so hot when you are caring about someone," and then he leans in and whispers, "We should really do something with the doctor-Lee-play," making Minho's cheeks heat up only the more and his eyes open big. 

He takes Jisung's arm and strides out of the pool. Almost mad he marches through the crowd with a glimmering Jisung being pulled behind him while smirking from ear to ear. 

Jisung waves to a couple of their friends, If there's someone left who doesn't know, they don't deserve to go to uni.

As they get into the car Minho straight up walks to the driver's seat taking place, letting go of Jisung's arm. 

As Jisung turns away to walk to his side of the car he feels Minho's hand holding his shirt and turns around, "Yes?" 

Minho repositioned his hand and pulls Jisung closer by the rim of his pants and looks up to meet his eyes. "Minho?" 

Now the boy pulls Jisung down so he's on eye level. Lost in the eye contact Jisung slowly steps into the car, never letting go of the older's stare and sitting on his lap so that he's turned to face him. 

Then he hears an engine start, and sees what Minho's hands are doing, "What are you doing? You can't possibly be planning to ride like this?"

"What if I am?"

"Min...you can't even see anything." 

Minho smiles at this, looking from Jisung's eyes to his lips, "I'm seeing enough,

enough to know it's better not to be parked in front of your friend's house, with all your other friends inside, for any longer."

And the older one starts to drive away from the little parking lot of Jake's mansion. After a couple of minutes, he parks in their apartment's parking and shuts down the engine.

As Jisung opens the door Minho pulls it shut again. Jisung smiles at this and rests his arms on Minho's neck, sitting upright while the other puts his arms around Jisung's waist, again.

"What's the planning, sir?" 

"I don't know you tell m-" but before Minho can finish his sentence he feels a pair of all too familiar lips crashing into his, returning the kiss in no time.

Soon their tongues start dancing their oh-so-familiar tango as Minho's hands make their way up Jisung's bare back underneath his shirt and the younger one rests his in his hair.

Minho leaves the lips of the boy and starts making his way down his neck. Leaving more hickeys on his way than he ever had before. As he sucks on Jisung's erogenous zone, making the boy moan. Funny enough also the exact point he had bitten him almost two weeks ago. 

Jisung let his hands leave Minho's scalp and dug his nails into the older's shoulders. When the older made his way back to his lips Jisung bit down on the older's bottom lip.

"Do it again?" he begs

. 

Minho groaned hearing the husky voice of the younger, "Do what again, love?"

The pet name at its turn makes Jisung groan and bite his lip. He put his hands on Minho's face and aggressively slams his lips onto the latter's. Kissing him just as aggressively. 

Minho was caught off guard, just as always. The younger retrieved from the kiss just as abruptly but didn't let go of Minho's face.

Instead, he pressed it against that same specific erogenous zone and leaned in.

Minho murmurs, while pressed against the other's neck. Jisung yanks his face back a bit and looks pleadingly at him, to which he repeats his question, "You want me to bite you again?" 

Jisung groans, almost sounding like he purrs and shakes his head fast in a yes-gesture. Minho smirks at this, "Your wish is my command, princes-" he was once again slammed against Jisung's neck vigorously. 

"You're on a very thin line, mister. Be careful what you say," Jisung warns. He can feel Minho once again smirk against his neck and before he can say anything about that he feels Minho's mouth open. 

He slowly feels a wetness against his neck and giggles, "What are you doing?" he says, letting Minho draw back a little.

"Do you really think I can bite I'm pressed against your neck?"

"What a way to kill the mood, Minho."