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lee minho has a boyfriend.
but kim seungmin is so in love with minho that it’s actually making him feel crazy.
minho’s boyfriend is a guy named jaehoon.
seungmin hates him.
he’s a dick, there’s no other way to put it.
he treats minho like shit and is an asshole to everyone around him.
seungmin hates it.
…
seungmin is currently in minho’s dorm room. they’re laying on minho’s bed talking about random stuff.
minho throws his legs over seungmin’s lap, “i know you hate him, you don’t have to pretend.” he says, hands playing with seungmin’s fingers.
seungmin rolls his eyes, “i’m not gonna bad mouth your boyfriend in front of you.” he replies, letting minho’s small fingers play with his own.
minho squints at him, “so you talk about him behind my back?” he says dramatically, hand over his chest.
seungmin chuckles, shrugging lightly. “i guess so, mostly to hyunjin. he hates him too, by the way.” he teases.
“that’s worse! the last thing i need is hwang hyunjin looking down on my relationship!” minho protests, whining loudly like a baby.
seungmin jumps from the unexpected sound, placing his free hand over minho’s mouth to keep his mouth shut. “be quiet.” he mumbles, voice subconsciously dropping lower.
the reaction he receives from minho is…interesting.
minho’s whole body goes rigid, his round eyes going as wide as saucers.
seungmin blinks at him, watching as his cheeks fade into a deep pink shade.
he makes the mistake of looking into minho’s eyes. holy shit.
seungmin can’t help but think about this situation in a different light, what if he were fucking minho right now? he wonders if minho would be this pliant, this accepting to what’s happening.
he should not be thinking this.
the last thing he needs in this situation is a hard-on.
he pulls away slowly, “sorry..” he mutters.
minho blinks a few times, running a hand through his hair. “uhm- i-it’s fine..” he whispers quietly.
seungmin clears his throat, “uh- anyways, hyunjin isn’t looking down on you. not at all, he just wants the best for you.” he continues with the conversation from earlier, pointedly ignoring the sexual tension that hangs heavy in the air.
minho nods, “i-i understand..” he mumbles.
seungmin hums, deciding it’s best to keep quiet.
minho stands up quickly, “uhm- i-i have to go to the bathroom..” he says, hurriedly running out of the room.
but he’s wasn’t quick enough, seungmin had already saw the small tent in his pants.
holy shit…he made the lee minho hard by just putting his hand over his mouth.
is minho into that sort of thing?
well, the answer to that question is clear enough, he is definitely, 100%, into that.
seungmin feels his head swirl with arousal.
what a night…
…
when minho returns, seungmin had already gotten ready for bed. he’s turned over onto his side with his face buried into a pillow.
they had previously planned that seungmin would sleep in bed with minho, so seungmin decided to still sleep there, not wanting to make things more awkward and complicated than they already are.
minho slowly climbs into bed, keeping his distance from seungmin.
it’s makes seungmin feel uncomfortable, they have never been like this before.
he feels cold and sad.
he has no choice but to actually go to sleep, so that’s what he does, forcefully tuning everything out so that he can focus on sleeping.
-
it’s so fucking hot, the room feels like it’s on fire.
seungmin can feel the sweat practically dripping down his back through his shirt.
he sleepily opens his eyes and is met with the sight of lee minho staring at him.
seungmin rubs at his face, groaning into his hands.
“uhm- seungmin, you’re kinda…” minho mumbles, pointing down to seungmin’s lower half.
seungmin hums, clearly confused. he looks down slowly.
and holy shit.
he’s rock-fucking-hard in his sleep shorts.
seungmin blinks a few times, “oh- uhm.“ he stutters out like a goddamn fool, embarrassment clouding his mind.
minho licks his lips, kim seungmin is big.
like way bigger than minho’s boyfriend.
wait- he shouldn’t be comparing the two of them, especially since he’s dating one of them.
minho looks at seungmin’s face, eyes locking onto his.
he’s so fucking sexy.
eyes droopy from sleep, his pink lips coated in a thin layer of saliva.
minho feels like he can’t breathe, his next move isn’t thought out at all, he solely thought about it with nothing else but his dick.
he surges forward, molding his lips with seungmin’s.
he’s knows it’s bad, but holy shit, it feels so fucking good.
seungmin blinks a few times before immediately reciprocating the hot and heavy kiss.
he feels his dick twitch in excitement, biting down on minho’s plump lower lip harshly.
minho parts his lips with a delicate moan, and seungmin decides than and there that it’s the best sound he’s ever heard.
he licks his way into minho’s mouth, using his hands to pull minho closer by his waist.
minho pulls away from the kiss first, panting softly.
“you’re so fucking hot…” he breathes out.
seungmin smirks, mind dazed with arousal. “yeah? you’re so sexy, could fuck you right now if you’d let me.” he muses, hands squeezing minho’s waist.
minho outright moans at the words, nodding his head frantically, “please. i want that so much…” he mumbles, scooting closer to seungmin.
and seungmin really doesn’t need to hear it again.
he immediately pulls down minho’s sweatpants, getting his boxers down at the same time. he smirks when he’s met with minho’s hard and flushed cock.
it’s pretty, just like the rest of minho.
seungmin licks a strip from base to tip, humming contently.
minho moans, “oh fuck-“
seungmin pulls away briefly, “you’re so small..” he breathes, holding minho’s below average length in his hand for a comparison.
minho’s hip buck up into seungmin’s hand, “ngh- s-shut up…” he mumbles, ears flushing red.
“it’s so pretty..” seungmin voices mindlessly.
minho bites his lip, “g-get on with it..” he demands, voice quiet.
seungmin hums, moving down to minho’s pink entrance, thumbing at the plug he has in.
seungmin looks up at minho with a cocked eyebrow, “what’s this?”
minho flushes pink, “ prepped myself in the bathroom..” he replies, turning away from seungmin’s piercing gaze.
seungmin can’t help but coo, his dick twitching at the mere thought of minho preparing himself for him.
“hmm, you’re so cute baby..” he comments.
and minho actually leaks at the pet name.
seungmin watches as precum dribbles from minho’s flushed tip, completely amused.
“you have lube right, condoms too?” he asks, lightly slapping the side of minho’s thighs.
minho points to the bedside table, “lubes in there, but i don’t want a condom..m’clean, i don’t let him fuck me without one..” he slurs, eyes half-lidded already.
seungmin blinks, eyes widening at the statement. minho doesn’t let jaehoon fuck him without a condom…but he’ll let seungmin.
he needs to be inside minho now.
“fuck- okay yeah, fuck..” he mumbles, quickly getting up and scrambling for the lube.
he finds the lube in there, and in true minho fashion it’s, of course, cherry flavored.
seungmin suppresses a smirk, “cherry lube huh?” he teases as he walks up to minho.
minho’s ears flush dark pink, “don’t tease…i just like it okay?” he mumbles.
seungmin runs a hand up his bare thigh, “it’s cute. do you use it while you fuck yourself onto a dildo?” he asks nonchalantly.
minho’s back arches softly, “mhm, f-fuck..”
seungmin smiles, “do you think about me while you do it?” he asks, holding heavy eye contact with minho.
minho parts his lips, “y-yes..” he admits quietly.
seungmin smirks, “good, don’t think about your piece of shit boyfriend ever again.” he whispers, voice low in minho’s ear.
minho moans loudly, “ugh! p-please fuck me now seungmin..!” he whines.
seungmin kisses minho softly, “of course baby..” he muses.
he makes quick work of lubing up himself, also making sure to lube up minho’s entrance. seungmin finds that he quite likes the red tinted lube.
“is it too much lube? sorry i got a little carried away, like it when it’s messy..” seungmin says, closing the lube so he can throw it across the bed.
minho shakes his head, “like it messy too, jaehoon hated it like that but i always liked it..” he mumbles.
seungmin hums, “fuck that guy, seriously.” he replies, grabbing onto minho’s thighs, adjusting him so he can slowly push in.
minho wraps his arms around seungmin’s neck, pulling him in closer. “think you can fuck me better?” he teases breathlessly.
seungmin licks his lips, “of course i can.” he replies cockily.
“show me.” minho mumbles.
seungmin kisses his lips while he bottoms out, giving minho some time to breathe and get used to his length.
when he deems it’s been enough time he slowly pulls out before slamming back in, minho crying out with the movement.
“ah!”
seungmin tightens his hold on minho’s thighs, “fuck- you feel so good..” he praises, hoping that minho has a praise kink or something along those lines.
and based off of the borderline pornographic moan minho lets out he’s going to say that he, in fact, does have a praise kink.
“h-holy shit, you’re already so deep…” minho moans out, gripping at the hair on the base of seungmin’s neck harshly.
seungmin chuckles, “you like that?” he breathes out.
minho nods, “yes! feels so good…”
they go like that for a while, trading comments and praise back and forth.
sadly it gets cut off by minho’s phone ringing.
“fuck..” minho says, reaching over for his phone.
“shit- it’s jaehoon..” minho mumbles, turning the phone over to seungmin.
seungmin hums, “answer it.” he says.
so minho does, picking up the phone and placing it to his ear.
“hello?” he says, clearing his throat when he realizes how fucked out he sounds.
“hey sexy, we still on for later?” seungmin hears through the phone.
he suppresses the urge to gag.
minho blinks a few times, “uhm- actually can we reschedule that?”
“what, why?”
“i’m not really feeling- mm!” minho cuts himself off with a moan when seungmin picks back up his quick pace.
seungmin smiles at minho when he gets a glare from the older male.
“shit, are you okay? do you need me to come over?” jaehoon asks.
“oh! n-no that’s okay! i’m a-alright just cramps, m-must be something i-i ate..” minho stutters out, face flushing red.
seungmin chuckles darkly, running his hands down minho’s sides gently.
“are you sure? i can if you need.”
minho arches up into seungmin’s hold, “it’s okay- i-i’m here with s-seungmin, he’s taking care of me..” he mumbles.
seungmin hums, kissing down the column of minho’s flushed neck, making sure to suck dark hickeys into minho’s pale skin.
“is he? bet he can’t take care of you better than me.”
oh, he has no fucking idea…
“he’s doing perfect actually..” minho replies, pulling the phone away and muting it when seungmin hits his prostate directly.
“ah! fuck!” he moans loudly.
seungmin hums, “this perfect for you baby?” he teases, rocking his hips into minho in a quick pace.
minho nods, “yes! f-feels so fucking good, so much better than jaehoon..” he babbles mindlessly.
seungmin’s hips stutter at that, “holy shit, you’re so fucking sexy hyung..” he whispers.
“minho? minho?” they hear through minho’s phone.
minho unmutes it, “s-sorry..” he mumbles.
“that’s okay, just let me know if you change your mind. i know i can be better at taking care of you than seungbin..”
seungmin scoffs, hips snapping into minho harsher.
“hah!” minho pants loudly, “h-his names seungmin..” he replies with a scowl.
jaehoon clicks his tongue, “whatever…call me later.” he mutters before hanging up.
minho throws his phone, holding onto seungmin again.
“he’s such a fucking idiot..” seungmin breathes out.
minho bites his lip, “don’t even think about him, think about me..” he pants, making direct eye contact with seungmin.
seungmin smiles, kissing minho’s cheek softly, “that’s easy..” he muses.
“hnng! f-fuck i’m close..” minho warns, thighs shaking lightly.
seungmin hums, picking up his pace, “fuck- me too..” he breathes.
and in the next second minho is cumming, all over his and seungmin’s stomachs.
“seungmin!” minho moans loudly.
seungmin’s hips come to a stop as he cums inside of minho, a deep groan leaving his parted lips.
they catch their breath quickly, giggling lightly as they press their mouths together.
“shit..i think you ruined sex for me, all i’m going to want is you now..” minho confesses after pulling away.
seungmin smiles, “good. break up with that piece of shit and i’ll give you all the sex you want.” he promises, slowly pulling out of minho.
minho flushes from the tip of his ears to his chest, “really? l-like not in just a hookup way..because i am really not looking for a hookup seung..” he mumbles.
seungmin throws away the wipes he just used to clean the two of them up with, “minho i’ve been in love with you for so fucking long, you have no idea..” he admits, letting minho cuddle into his side.
“yeah? why didn’t you say anything?” minho whines, lightly slapping seungmin’s chest.
seungmin chuckles, “you have a boyfriend hyung! i wasn’t going to just intrude!” he protests, subconsciously squeezing minho’s shoulders.
“i only got with him because i though me and you would never work..” minho says, voice soft and quiet.
seungmin feels his heart flutter, kissing the top of minho’s head. “that’s alright baby, we have all the time in the world now..” he whispers before leaning in to kiss minho again.
and honestly seungmin couldn’t be more happy.
he’s wanted this boy in his arms for so long and now he finally has him there.
and he honestly has no plans of letting him go.
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