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Their parties were always the wildest, from hospitalized people to policemen taking half the goers back to the station to 90 years old grandmothers joining-in and passing-out on tables after arriving there to complain about the noise. The only thing they were missing out was someone dying and god forbid.

Everyone always enjoyed them at its fullest, almost like it was going to be the last time. What they did not know was that the best part of them always happened after everyone left the dorm/house. When they were too tired or too drunk to clean but too active to fall asleep, when Felix got up from somewhere only to make cookies, or brownies, one time even a whole cake, that shit took long as hell, it was literally morning when he finished, they had it for breakfast though. It was nice.

When Jisung and Minho’s flirting goes way beyond friendly bicker, when Chan gets cuddly with all of them, when Hyunjin looks for an excuse to have skinship with the shorter aussie.

When Jeongin keeps dancing his heart out, although music is barely sounding from the speakers anymore and Changbin just has to join and Seungmin records them while laughing his beautiful voice away. - He probably has the biggest collection in his phone -.

They’re not even cool to be honest but people just think so and it's okay.  

They also love when the parties start , because they are just so energized and happy. The music is loud and problems seem to be non-existent in comparison. 

Felix sat at the counter, he took a small sip of a random mojito-mix-thingy with some rum, it was not bad but not the real thing either. A badass beat was playing in the house, courtesy of having a whole house filled with music producers and dance majors. The current situation read; about a 150 people inside the house property, either in the living space or the backyard, most of them were dancing and drinking, some were talking or at least trying to, some were outside smoking, a few eating snacks, some were playing games in the garage including beer-pong, a lot of them were hyping up Jisung to start freestyling to the Chan-Beat that was blasting in the house, staring from Minho all the way to Felix himself, who was lowly chanting his name from the bar stool he was introverting in.

And even if he was usually a party animal himself, he was just tired. That day just happened to be the last day of midterms and Jisung was happy as hell because he got a perfect score in every test as well as the rest of the members who despite their wilding agenda, were very good students. He got excited as he received a compliment from his teacher, and just when they got together in the hallway to walk back to their house, he yelled out “PARTY!!”. Fast forward to 10PM and there’s close to two hundred people in their residence. 

Felix took another sip as Jisung started to freestyle to one of his essays. “What a talented show off” he felt more than heard Hyunjin say in his ear. Felix smiled, putting the almost completely full cup on the counter and nodded to his taller friend, housemate, crush?.

“What are you up to?” he said back and Hyunjin smiled, directing his eyes to the silvery haired male who sat up better at the attention.

“Nothing much, mostly waiting for the dance floor to get clear so I can do what I do best.” he winked and Felix swooned a little. “What are you up to?” he emphasized back at Felix who simply shrugged a little and showed his cup. The blonde dancer grabbed it with the small hand included and took a sip, Felix felt his cheeks heat up at the warm contact of their fingers fidgeting a little with his other hand, desperately trying to fix his hair. “Wow, that’s tasteless.” Hyunjin laughed a little after returning the cup -hand-. Felix laughed as well.

“Someone gave it to me, I don’t really know” he let go of the cup. “But you cannot complain too much, you drank half of it. You seemed to be really thirsty” he pointed playfully at Hyunjin who chuckled a little. 

“I am, I’m thirsty as hell” he laughed a little more.

“Well, go ahead, I will not interfere between you and the very sweet cup of fake-lemon flavored water” Felix said, slightly pushing the cup to Hyunjin who laughed a little before actually drinking the whole thing, making the younger one laugh as well.

“For real, what happened with this, is like cucumber water” he said scrunching his cute nose.

“I think I had it for far too long, I mean it had ice and everything before” he said and Hyunjin rolled his eyes.

“No wonder”.

“But in my defense it wasn’t very good from the get go” he said and Hyunjin looked at him with his sarcastic smirk for a second.

“Do you want me to get you something else?” he said standing up and Felix pondered for a second.

“Mm, I don’t know, I’ll go with you” getting up as well. Felix instinctively grabbed the cuff of Hyunjin’s hoodie to not get separated and the eldest simply fixed the hold by taking his hand in his. Felix felt a whole shiver down his spine.

 They rounded the aisle to enter the kitchen. There were a lot, and when I say a lot I mean like 20 to 25 bottles of different beverages on the counter. They walked straight to the refrigerator. “Do you want anything alcoholic?” Hyunjin asked as he opened the fridge’s door and Felix shook his head a little. He took out two ginger ale and Felix smiled, the old trick of pouring something funny looking in your cup so no one will ask. The Australian boy got two plastic cups from the aisle and placed them in a small empty space in the counter as the dancer opened both cans and poured them in the cups.

“Let’s go” he sort of whispered and Felix nodded once grabbing onto his hoodie again. There was a whole commotion and the music changed, people were cheering at their friend’s small performance when they exited the kitchen, another song was playing and Jisung went out from the homemade dj booth they had in the living room, hand holding with Minho and laughing hard at whatever they were talking about. “I think…” Hyunjin started, breathing warm in Felix's ear “that tonight they’ll end up together ” he finished and yeah, Felix could see it happening too. He raised himself a little in his toes to Hyunjin who smiled while slightly bending.

“I know, I can see it coming from a mile away” he chuckled a little and Hyunjin seemed to get a bit startled but smiled nonetheless. “I’m sorry” Felix whispered and Hyunjin got slightly confused.

“Why?” he mouthed and bent again towards Felix.

 “I forget how intense it can be when I talk in someone’s ear and I laughed kind of loud, sorry” he said again before he gave a step back, an apologetic expression in his features. 

Hyunjin smiled and shook his head a little before he softly held the smaller boy’s nape and pulled him closer to his face “I don’t mind at all” he said looking at him in the eye. He was able to feel his soft breathing on his lips as he spoke. To say that his eyes were wide would be an understatement. Hyunjin smiled with his sexy-ass-self and Felix felt a little too sober to act up like he wanted but too drunk to be in this situation altogether, a bit confusing considering that his first and only alcohol infused beverage was the horrible one from before, which he didn’t even drink. 

He smiled back and even if he felt his body lean forward he gave a step back and swayed a little to the beat to try and shake the tension off.

Hyunjin took a big sip of his soda and placed the cup on a shelf close by, Felix did the same and finished his drink just in time for Hyunjin to take the cup and put it away as well as pull the silver haired boy by the hands towards the makeshift dance floor. Which consisted of the empty space of the living room.

They halted in the middle and Hyunjin started to move around still holding the young baker’s hands, he swayed his hips and Felix started to give little jumps on time with the beat. They were simply enjoying each other's presence when suddenly Felix received a very purposeful push towards Hyunjin who opened his arms to receive him while laughing out loud.  

His heartbeat was fast, skin heated to the point that he was able to feel it through the soft material of his clothes obviously affected by the movement his body was enduring. He straightened up to find a very cheery Jisung passing his arm around his shoulder. "I'm sorry I wanted to scare you!" He yelled over the loud music.

Felix smiled at him "It's all good, just try not to break my bones" he yelled back and Jisung laughed again while nodding.

"Or mine, for that matter" Hyunjin interfered.

"You felt nothing! Stop complaining" the happy quokka gave Hyunjin a light punch in the shoulder, to which the taller boy just laughed out loud. "Minho ditched me!" He said in his never ending excited tone.

Felix looked around automatically at that statement while Hyunjin asked him about it.

"I don't know, he got a phone call and then he went to the bathroom and I haven't seen him ever since" he got close to the two boys to try and level his tone a bit. It was really obvious that he felt somewhat affected by it.

"Do you know if something might have happened to him?" Felix asked, lowering his tone as the song ended and a bit of silence was present. Jisung shook his head.

"Not that I know, I mean he said that Soonie was sick the other day but nothing serious, apparently he's allergic to some flowers that Mrs. Lee planted last week" he shrugged a little and Hyunjin looked around to check if he was able to see him.

"I'll be right back, If I know anything I'll let you know" he said absentmindedly stroking Felix hair while talking in general to both, he left the group with a last caress and Felix opened his eyes in big surprise at Jisung who looked mildly amused.

"You're acting as if you two don't lovey-dove each other every single day" he rolled his eyes and Felix did too.

"Look who's talking" he retorted, grabbing him by the hand to head over to the kitchen to talk better.

"What do you mean?" Jisung asked, jumping on to the counter and opening one of the many pizza boxes. "I don't get lovey-dovey with Hyunjin" he said before he bit on a piece.

"Of course not," he rolled his eyes again, "but with Minho hyung the story is different," Felix said, peeling a piece of ham from Jisung's treat.

"Well I wouldn't say that" he simply stated and Felix laughed.

"What would you say then?"

"We are very tuned in with each other, and I think he kind of likes me" he said facelessly, biting on his pizza again.

"What about you? Don't you like him?" Felix stopped him with his hand before he tried and responded "I mean you literally had a mental breakdown when his ex asked him to meet up in a coffee shop, and it wasn't even a date or nothing" he finished.

Jisung pouted for a second "alright, I just thought that his ex ” - he rolled his eyes at the pronoun- “was just being toxic and wanted to play him or something, maybe I came up a bit strong" he looked at Felix almost asking and the latter simply looked at him deadpan. "Okay, definitely strong then. I mean…" he threw his last bit of food - with zero class - back in the box "what would you do if Hyunjin's ex decided to call him first of all and second to tell him to go on a very obvious date? '' he asked, annoyed.

"Well first of all, nothing, his love life is none of my business as far as I'm concerned" Jisung comically opened his eyes a second before he rolled them back in clear annoyance, "and second of all I don't know any of his past relationships" Felix realized somewhat awkwardly.

"I wonder why that would be" he answered sarcastically and Felix chuckled.

Right when they sort of finished their conversation, Hyunjin popped his head in the kitchen, obviously looking for them, he smiled at the sight and looked back for a second, Minho walking behind him.

"Here you are," he said when he saw Jisung sitting at the counter.

"Are you going to pretend that you were looking for me?" he said, crossing his arms feigning heartbreak. Minho smiled and stood in between his opened thighs.

"I was, I told you I was coming back and you disappeared when I did" he placed his hands on his shoulders for a second before he caressed all the way to his arms and uncrossed them, placing the younger's hands around his own neck.

"Well you took too long," Jisung said pouting, looking him straight in the eye and Minho smirked.

"It was important, I'm sorry, I shall never leave you alone in our own house ever again" he said, placing one hand on his thigh and the other showing his pinky.

"Or any other place?" Jisung made sure before their pinkies touched and Minho smiled bigger this time.

"Or any other place" he said and Jisung clutched their pinkies together, smiling big while at it. 

"Let's go then, It's hot as hell in here, let's go to the backyard" Jisung said, releasing the dancer's finger to card his hand through his hair. Minho nodded but did not move from in between his legs. He seemed like he was going to lean in - maybe for a kiss - but just smiled and placed both hands under the smaller male's thighs and lifted him from the counter, Jisung held himself up by crossing his arms behind the cat owner's neck. He waved at Felix and Hyunjin who were standing there in silence, hoping not to interrupt too much whatever was going on. Felix waved back and Hyunjin gave him a small nod in salute.

"What the hell?" Felix said, looking at his housemate with wild surprise.

"I know, right? I thought they were going to start making out" he said, scratching his head a little.

And yeah, Felix too thought they were about to kiss, and probably Jisung too and most definitely Minho as well.

They were in silence for a few seconds, comfortably so, until Hyunjin made a funny loud sound in his throat with his eyes closed, the silver haired boy looked at him in surprise. "Damn I love that song" he opened his eyes again "let's dance!" he demanded Felix and grabbed both of his hands in the process. As soon as he nodded he was yet again pulled away from the kitchen and into the improvised dance floor.

As soon as they arrived Hyunjin started to move, like the house was trapping him, like it was too small, as if the world was too small for him to dance, Felix started moving too without noticing at first and then on purpose. They were dancing together but on their own, they were dancing around each other like their bodies knew what to do even if they didn't. Hyunjin held Felix's hand for a moment and pulled him closer, he was able to feel the heat from his body on his own.

He closed his eyes to try and relax in the other's hold, he kept on moving with ease, allowing himself to explore with his hands both his own body and his partner's. He was able to feel Hyunjin's hand snake under his sweater and up his back, making him break into goosebumps at the soft touch even if he was sure that he could feel sweat starting to prickle in his skin. He opened his eyes for a second only to find Hyunjin's already daring him back, he bit on his lower lip right before he gave him a smirk, Felix smiled at him back, leaning in a little in the process, making the elder pull him closer by the waist. Their legs intertwined, producing some friction in their private area. Felix bit his lip in response and let his head fall back, zero shame found in his brain, feeling a lot but unwilling to stop. Hyunjin kept moving, swaying them both around while nudging his face along his friend's cheek, jaw, neck also.

The tall dancer went a little bolder with his attention and placed a kiss right there, where the blood runs faster. Felix's hand went straight to his nape, scratching a little and pressing him some more. The jolt of electricity that crossed his whole body was of the most delicious quality he could have ever imagined, cause fuck shyness and prudence, who the fuck are those even? when you have a whole Hwang Hyunjin willingly kissing your neck. 

He gave a few stray kisses around Felix ear and jaw before he resurfaced to face him. The smaller dancer was extremely blushed, ears red, cheeks bright pink and bitten lips, lips that he wasted no time in kissing, receiving automatic reciprocation.

Felix didn't notice that he had been standing on his tippy toes until Hyunjin held him by the waist with both hands and stood up straight, almost raising him, he felt the lack of pressure and some pain easing. He held himself tighter in the blonde's shoulders, the fabulous platforms that were adorning the taller male not helping Felix's case right now. 

He pulled back a little, just enough to tilt his head, hand coming up to caress the model-looking dancer in front of him, making the kiss a little deeper, tongues exploring each other, he felt a rather sturdy tug in his hair a few seconds later. Felix pulled away again, both of them panting hard. Hyunjin bit on his lower lip momentarily before he went forward and planted a small last kiss that left the other boy chasing after him. 

Felix started swaying again, this time holding the elder by the waist to move him along, to which he responded with a soft smile and took a hold of his hand to twirl him around, he held him close by the waist, making him stay with his back pressed on his broad chest. Felix turned his face a little in confusion and Hyunjin whispered in his ear a bold answer "If I keep seeing your face I'll keep on kissing you nonstop" he pointed with a kiss in the shell.

Felix bit his lip, failing to stop his smile from coming. He breathed out a little, closing his eyes at the warm feeling of the other male behind him, and enjoying very much the light pressure that he was causing by rubbing onto him, it was not enough to make him feel any pleasure but enough to turn him on like gasoline on fire. He kept swaying back, rubbing on his pelvis consistently. A few kisses were being peppered in his hair or neck every now and then, the song was slow but intense and they were taking advantage of every second of it, Hyunjin was moving his hips along the beat of the song, and Felix was doing his best to follow. He opened his eyes and sadly the first thing he focused on was Jisung's face, a mix of surprise and excitement as loud as day, he smiled and held both thumbs up, Minho doing his best to keep a neutral expression through it, he hid his face in his partner's neck. Jisung hugged him while happily laughing and stopped paying them any mind anymore.

Felix took both of Hyunjin's hand that were inside his sweater drawing lines with his fingers in his stomach and turned around again, receiving a kiss on the lips in return. "You were not joking" he said as he pressed a few kisses back on his partner’s jaw close to his ear. Hyunjin exhaled hard on the side of his neck, very obviously bothered by the grinding ordeal. 

"No, I wasn't," he replied with a shaky breath.

"Do you want to go and maybe…" he gave a little tug on his earlobe "dance somewhere else?" He chuckled a little in his ear and Hyunjin laughed.

"Yeah, let's go" He said, inadvertently starting to walk, holding the younger one by the arm. They cat walked to one of the bathrooms on the second floor. Felix quickly took his keys out of his pocket and opened it, locking it once inside. 

"You know.." Felix started just as Hyunjin sat him on the counter and grabbed the hem of his sweater for removal "it occurred to me that we live here…" he said, taking a deep breath as the other took the useless sweatshirt off and started to kiss his neck again, this time going down to his clavicle and beyond, only stopping to make a low 'mmh' noise for the other to continue. "We could have gone to one of our rooms" he said, finishing in a strain right as the blonde kissed his nipple. Hyunjin raised his head confused for a second and then burst out laughing. "What?" Felix asked, feeling whiplash from the sudden loss of contact.

"It's so true, that was a dumb move" he said, this time talking directly on his lips. Felix pulled him by the shirt to officiate the kiss, successfully shushing him. This time he took the chance and grabbed his hoodie all the way off along his tee shirt. He sat up close to the very edge of the counter and pulled Hyunjin again, the latter understanding, easily rolling his hips forward in a slow yet hard movement, they both exhaled softly. Felix placed a hand behind him in the counter and the other on his lover's shoulder right as Hyunjin repeated the roll again, fixing his own hands one in Felix's waist and the other on top of his smaller one in the counter. 

He kissed him on the underside of his jaw and Felix arched back, their humping growing increasingly tedious. The younger pulled Hyunjin closer, both hands went to rest on his waist as he started kissing him on the base of his neck, Hyunjin bit on his lip as he softly moaned at the sensation, he grabbed one of his wandering hands and guided it to his belt making Hyunjin open his eyes and look at him. "You sure?" He asked once, already palming the spot underneath. 

Felix parted his lips with the ghost of a smile playing, eyebrows scrunching a bit in pleasure for a heartbeat before he answered, "yeah" he moaned beautifully with his deep voice. He started undoing the tight belt and fly as fast as he could.

 Felix looked down for a second right when he moved his hand inside his pants, a low hiss escaped him as his eyes closed up again, he pulled Hyunjin for a kiss, and the other complied right away. He could feel the delicious friction of the taller boy's hand on his dick, he was relentless when it came to stroking him. He tried to palm him a bit as well but his concentration was all over the place, barely managing to grab onto his belt in a very stressed manner. Hyunjin took Felix’s hand and kissed it before he took it away from his pants.

"I’m not going anywhere, we have time" he reassured.

"I'm so close" he said in a single breath, feeling how his heart skipped a beat every now and then, Hyunjin huffed a laugh.

"I know baby, come on, come for me" he said, kissing him on the cheek. His other hand slowly running down his chest and caressing his abs in quite a tickly way. He flicked his wrist twice and Felix was a goner, he growled for a second followed by a set of hard pants followed by a bunch of moans that were by far way too high pitched all things considered, provided by the random speed that Hyunjin picked up as he hit his orgasm. He was almost edging in overstimulation territory and Felix would go to hell if he said that he wasn't living for it. Hyunjin kissed him on the lips a few times to help him get a hold of himself after that ride. "Are you okay?" He asked in between kisses.

"Mm yeah, I'm perfect" he sort of purred. He sat up straight to see how both of their stomachs were lightly painted with cum. Felix chuckled away a yikes and hopped off the counter, his legs a bit wobbly by the strong effect of his orgasm, he fixed his pants and patted the counter for Hyunjin. "Your turn, hop on" he said and Hyunjin smiled.

"If I sit up there, I won't be able to kiss you" Felix went serious and slapped him in the chest.

"Trust me, it won't matter in a fucking second" he said pushing his hair away from his face, looking at him in the eyes and Hyunjin smiled, wordlessly sitting on top of the counter, watching with hawk eyes every move.

Felix unbuckled his dark jeans, eyes never breaking the intense contact, even as he unbuttoned and unzipped expertly.

His hand opened his fly enough to get his dick free, he started stroking him at a kind of slow pace. His concentration coming back with every movement of his wrist. 

Hyunjin bit his lip yet again, unwantedly closing his eyes. Felix took the chance to lower himself on him, stilling his breathing for a second before he wrapped his lips around the sensitive skin of his cock. Hyunjin shut his eyes harder for a second before he had to force himself to open them, the almost offended noise that left his throat made Felix chuckle.

"Oh my god baby, fuck…" he whined almost immediately, Felix gave a light suction as he was pulling off. Hyunjin's hand went in a close fist to press against his own forehead. A loud hiss echoed in the bathroom harmonizing with  the lewd wet sounds of Felix movement. One of his hands was busy with the part that didn't fit in his mouth, the other one scratching up in his thigh, producing a very overwhelming sensation of tickles. "Ah fuck fuck" he hissed again, janking his hand away from his leg -"damn" he expressed almost in a cry-, squeezing it for a second before he kissed it. Felix wanted to smile, he honestly did, but instead he pushed further down, eyes screwing shut at the choking sensation, he could feel an actual tear roll down his cheek. Hyunjin's yelp quickly became a raspy shout. His hand grabbed Felix's hair, pulling at it but sort of keeping him in place even if only for a second. 

Felix grunted as much as he could at the momentary pain induced in his scalp. "Stop stop stop… I'm going to come oh my god" he sounded frantic, this time actually pulling Felix off. He took a deep breath, taking a good look at how ruined his housemate looked, his hand never stopping the ministrations to his cock. Felix lowered himself again, his lips barely there, brushing against his tip, giving actual kisses every so often. "Please Lix oh Jesus, please" he was saying randomly and Felix did smile at him this time. Squeezing harder a couple of times, successfully stealing the full attention of his gaze back on his right as he came. Felix felt thick ropes of cum land on his face and neck, Hyunjin was lightly rocking his hips into his hand all the while. His lips open, eyes closing for what seemed too long. 

Felix stood up straight, feeling how his back ached by the way he was doubled over the other boy.

"Are you okay?" he asked, evening his own breathing, feeling somewhat affected as well. Hyunjin opened his sparkly eyes and for a second just looked at Felix before he pulled him by the jaw and kissed him. Felix felt his tongue move leisurely against his, in such a dirty way that he couldn't help how his hands went to hold him and never let him go. The overly wet sound of their mouths on each other only working as more fuel to the quickly increasing heat in his insides. He felt as Hyunjin leaned forward more and more, until Felix had to take a step back, allowing him to stand up from the counter and on his own feet. Felix circled his neck with his arms and Hyunjin wasted no time to press him against the opposite wall. He snaked his hand down Felix's sides all the way to his ass, squeezing hard as soon as he reached it. He crouched ever so slightly only to pull Felix up with him. 

"I fucking loved that" was his honest response. Felix chuckled airily feeling how his lips were definitely going to bruise. 

"Me too" he said and Hyunjin gave him a peck, "maybe a bit too much" he said sincerely. Hyunjin looked up from his lips to his eyes. His expression was as intense as always.

"I think I'm in love with you," he said deadpan, reading every intake of breath that Felix had.

Felix looked at him for a moment, his eyes roaming around every inch of his face. It was funny how easy he felt, it was almost as if he just knew. He didn't feel as nervous as he thought he would be, as he felt just by thinking about confessing anyway.

The way a blunt 'I love you' was at the edge of his brain to mouth filter was funny. Also the way it wanted to close it's imaginary eyes and simply jump out was tempting, to say the least. He smiled absentminded and deposited a short kiss on the boy holding his heart.

"I think I'm in love with you too," he simply said. Hyunjin smiled, pressing a little, only to kiss the crown of his head.

"Are we doing something about it?" his breath fanned Felix hair.

"I would like to" Felix made a small pout that he wished the other couldn't hear. He breathed a laugh.

"Then we should".

"Then we are".

Felix looked up to his eyes again, Hyunjin gave him a small smile and Felix gave him a cheeky one in response. He chuckled.

"And here I thought that Jisung and Minho hyung were the ones fucking tonight" he smiled and Felix followed short.

"I still think so", he felt as Hyunjin put him back on his feet. "The night is still young" he said, letting his hands drop slowly from his shoulders, the distance between them suddenly being too much.

"I guess it is", Hyunjin seemed to ponder a second before he held his jaw, brushing his thumb on Felix cheek, he pulled slightly and Felix pushed himself the rest of the way. When their lips touched this time, it felt different, it was so soft, it was emotion-filled . Felix felt funny tickles in his chest, his hand held itself on Hyunjin's wrist. His fingers gently caressing the skin there.

"We should leave", Hyunjin said against his lips and Felix nodded, lost in the feeling, he would probably agree to seize himself from existence if it meant that he was able to keep on kissing Hyunjin as his lifeline.

"Let's go then" he said, giving him another kiss as soon as Felix nodded again. He let him go and Felix whined out loud, reluctantly opening his eyes. Hyunjin chuckled again, his eyes becoming crescents.

"Okay", Felix said, fighting his own.

They cleaned themselves, taking the small towels around in the cabinet to help.

It wasn't long before they were walking downstairs, party wild as ever. Changbin was involved in a beer competition with his friend Wooyoung and everything. Hyunjin pulled on Felix hand to one of the loveseats, they sat together for most of the night, none of them in the party mood anyway. 

"And after all this years you're still a fucking AMATEUR!!!" Changbin yelled at his victory, with a small crowd cheering for him, the loser included. 

"Look at that, tsk tsk tsk. Cuddles, gross", Minho said, shaking his head in fake disapproval, Jisung looked at his profile momentarily before he looked over to his friends getting cozy on the sofa. His head was still partially laying on the dancer's shoulder. He smiled.

'Cuddles equals gross, noted' he slowly lifted his head from where he was just dozing off. "They totally banged though", Jisung supplied Minho who's attention was back on his phone. He smiled.

"You can use that statement as an oath to enter to heaven and I'm a thousand percent sure that you would be allowed," he said with a light chuckle, turning ever so slightly to face Jisung who joined in the laugh.

"That's mean," he said, rolling his eyes slightly.

"Is it? Or Am I right?" He asked pointedly.

"Well, the fact that it's mean doesn't mean it's wrong" Jisung said truthfully and Minho laughed this time. Attention back on his device. 

"See, you get me," he said easily. He rested his head on Jisung's shoulder now. He smiled at the 'gross' lie, his cheek pressing against his hair. He catched the online store where the elder was shopping for cat toys and his smile grew impossibly larger.

"I like the pumpkin one", he suggested and the dancer pointed at it in question, right when Jisung nodded he clicked on it and added it to the cart.

It was almost 5AM when people decided that they had a life to return to, most of them were sitting or laying on something by the time the last group left. A random song playing quite low, barely being white noise.

"I'm hungry," Minho said to the world, finishing the water in his hand.

"Saaaame", Jisung complained, laying on the couch, with his head nearly hanging.

"Just say you want to make us breakfast and go", Jeongin said grumpily with both eyes closed. He was resting against Chan on the ground.

"How demanding are we today?" the dancer looked at him pointedly. "Do you want a low-carb high-fiber meal this fair morning, your majesty? Because I could change Hyunjin's tissue meal on your account." He said sassy and Jeongin chuckled with the rest.

"No, sorry. I forgot who you were for a minute" he opened his eyes still laughing.

"Oh I see, I can be forgiving", Minho said walking to the kitchen regardless. "How does microwaved box waffles sound?" He asked from the kitchen.

"Honestly like heaven right now!" Seungmin said melting on top of Changbin's legs.

"Perfect"

A few minutes later he came out of the kitchen with a big plate of half hot waffles and some caramel sauce in a small bowl.

"You did not make caramel from scratch to pair with this monstrosity", Chan looked him deadpan in the eye.

"Yes, I did. I mean, caramel is the easiest thing to do. And I needed something to get busy with while this shit defrosted," he said like it was logical.

They reached for some quote-unquote breakfast. Felix went back to grab some orange juice from the fridge along with some of the red cups. It was definitely not enough for all of them but they managed to make it enough. Even if they got an ounce each.

"... and he claimed that he didn't read my homework yet even the teacher said that he can tell that the similarities are too many to be coincidental." Changbin was letting them in on his life misadventures.

"You want me to fight him?" Minho asked, blinking twice as he sat down on the floor, back resting against the couch that Jisung was laying on.

"Honestly be my guest", he exhaled tiredly. He rubbed his eyes with his fingers.

"Mm, okay", Minho said easily and Chan laughed.

"I'll go with you", he nodded at Minho who nodded too.

"The more the merrier", he fist bumped with the aussie.

"But how come the teacher didn't fail him? I don't get it." Jisung asked, confused. "I mean, it's like he's doubting you too. Almost like it could be you the cheater." 

"I guess. I'm really pissed about it." Changbin was annoyed. "I almost want to tell the teacher to simply give my paper back, that I can do something else."

"Well why don't you propose a debate about it?" Hyunjin asked and Jeongin nodded at the idea. "You know, to expose the theme, the inspiration and such".

"It's true, honestly is your best bet at this point" Seungmin agreed.

"I'll actually try, thanks", he pouted towards Hyunjin who sent him a wink and finger's heart.

"Now talking about real shit" Felix started. "Hyung, what do you think about Mr. Park in Music Performance Techniques?" He asked.

"Yeah I wanted to ask as well," Jeongin chirped.

"No, just don't. You don't deserve that", Minho refused to think about such an atrocity.

"And the performance workshop?" Jeongin asked.

"Just don't, any class that requires him moving in any way. You can take composing and production and all of that but nothing performance related. It's honestly disgusting", he said, making the group chuckle.

"He's okay in composition, I can testify", Jisung said, combing the dancer's hair with his fingers.

"Take it from him", Minho exhaled with a kind of traumatized face. 

"Okay" Felix chuckled a little. "Then who?" He asked snuggling closer to Hyunjin.

"I would say Ms. Choi Yuna, she's great. Mr. Song is good too." He leaned towards the touch.

About an hour in, only a few minutes short from 6AM, Minho raised his eyes from his phone. Seungmin and Jeongin were sleeping together with the sofa blanket on them. Changbin was sitting on a chair at the dining table, he was another goner, with his head on his arms he seemed really deep in slumber.

Chan was in the kitchen, probably trying to fix the great amount of drinks and food in there. Hyunjin was dozing off while looking through his phone, he had Felix fast asleep on his chest. The silence beside him almost tricked him into assuming Jisung's conscious state. He looked at him, only to find him very interestedly looking back at him. "What?" He whispered.

"What?" Jisung whispered back.

"What do you want?" Minho asked, this time more passive than aggressive, he rested his head against his hand. Jisung pondered for a second, there wasn't a real reason for him to be low-key staring at him other than his particular feelings for the other. He simply pursed his lips in a full pout, just like every other day. Minho looked down at his lips for a second before he looked back at his eyes, Jisung could tell the exact same moment when something in his eyes shifted. The pout slowly relaxed from it's exaggerated way into a very natural one. The dancer pushed himself without any doubt or ounce of restraint from his part and planted a chaste kiss on his lips. Jisung felt triggered to say the least, he wanted so much to make noise, to say something, to even say that he didn't mean for it to be homo or nothing just out of embarrassment. But his other half, the stronger and stupid one simply looked back at him and briefly licked his lips, his own eyes absentmindedly traveling down to the dancer's. 

"Another", he said loud enough to be heard by Minho. He smiled lazily yet complied. This time allowing him to feel him for a heartbeat longer. To appreciate the natural print of his lips. "More", he demanded, words accompanied by a pleading hand tentatively resting under his ear.

Minho dropped his hand from his cheek to fix himself better, Jisung wasn't sure if he let himself be guided by his hand or if his hand was being guided by his swift movements but suddenly Minho was all he could feel, hear, smell and touch. His brain got really fuzzy, really fast. Clouded with senses.

He felt the way he kissed him, warm, wet. He felt a big exhale pool in his chest, he tried to let it out in small breaths that ended up being a sound sigh. He felt the dancer's tongue lap on his bottom lip and he simply just let go of any control over himself that he may be having. He felt as Minho's hand softly scratched his way up his nape, deepening the kiss in the process.

Jisung straightened himself a little, slightly hovering over the dancer whose head was pushed back only to turn himself a little and kneel in front of him. The song-writer clutched the neckline of Minho’s shirt, almost pulling him closer. 

Minho used his free hand to grab his waist and give it a faint squeeze. They separated, both completely mute for a scary second before a set of quiet pants made their way, fanning on each other’s face. Minho pulled him closer, resting his forehead on Jisung’s jaw who simply hugged his head, kissing his hair. 

Jisung wasn’t even sure why he felt like his world was just ending but he was. He had that awkward feeling after a big fright, where you’re just glad to be alive. He even felt thankful, for what? he didn’t know.

He felt a light squeeze on his buttcheek and he chuckled, because of course. Minho chuckled too. “Are you sleepy?” Jisung asked in a whisper.

“Not anymore, are you?” he looked at him through his eyelashes.

“Not one bit,” he said, scratching the dancer’s head. Minho looked at him for a second before he crouched properly on the flat of his feet, he hugged Jisung right under his butt and raised completely, carrying him along. Jisung kept his hands around his neck as he walked up the stairs, leaving the bunch of sleeping bodies in the living room.

He was quick to open the door while one handedly carrying the boy. Jisung ducked his head to avoid bumping in the door frame. They were lucky in the fact that they were roommates already so technically no one needed to bother them for a while.

Minho dropped Jisung on his bed, making him bounce with his own weight. “You are very strong lately, I don’t know if I like it.” Jisung sat down breathless.

“You don’t?” Minho asked, crawling on top of him biting his lip as a punctuation mark.

“That’s not what I said,” Jisung said, touching his cheek as he got closer.

“Then you love it,” he resolved, completely pushing Jisung back on the bed and crashing their lips together again. He was simply stating facts.

They kissed passionately, the slip between their mouths tangling the hot breaths that escaped every now and then. Jisung went as far as to grind his hips up, feeling how his leg slid down on the soft fabric of the sheets, only adding on the overstimulated sensory, ecstasy-like feeling that his body was under. Minho started to pull back on a seating position and Jisung held himself on his shirt, raising with him. 

Minho gave him 4 kisses sequentially before he actually separated from Jisung, who hugged his waist, lifting his shirt ever so slightly to feel his skin. Minho stopped using the tension on his thighs and completely sat on Jisung’s lap, looking at him while he reached for the hem of his own shirt pulling on it. Jisung exhaled properly the stress that started bubbling in him from the way the dancer stopped their make out session. Jisung deposited the first of many kisses right in the middle of his chest before his shirt was completely over his head. Minho sighed before he grabbed Jisung’s sweatshirt and pulled it off as well, he chuckled at the way his hair fluffed up. He held his face tenderly as he leaned his forehead closer, Jisung smiled at him and felt how he smoothed it out as best as he could.

Jisung unbuckled his belt, pulling it out of the loops completely before he tackled his own. He took the chance of Minho’s hand around on his jaw to actually lay back down, pulling the dancer with him. 

Minho kissed him on the nose briefly before he started to kiss him on his jaw and down to his neck. He caressed the back of his neck, feeling the subtle suction on his pulse point. He bit on his lip, shifting his body slightly off the bed. Minho placed his hand right on his stomach pushing slightly down to press him on the bed again. Breaking up a storm in the sensitive boy’s brain.

He kept trailing down on his skin, depositing a sweet love bite on his chest. Jisung absentmindedly arched again, making the dancer press him down again, this time with his hand on his waist. Jisung panted, hard. Minho bit on his lip slightly while he started undoing the fly of his pants. He breached his fingers on the waistband while looking at Jisung, the silent question loud in his expression. Jisung raised his hand towards his mouth, successfully biting on the tip of his thumb while he nodded slowly. Sharing the lazy smile that the other gave him. 

Minho pulled on his jeans, taking them off all the way and throwing them on the other bed. He reached to tug at his underwear too, only for Jisung to quickly sit, pushing him back so he laid back this time, his head hanging off the bed. He chuckled loudly.

“I get it, you want my body and nothing else,” he joked, right as Jisung was at eye level.

“I also want your heart,” he said, running his finger on his chin.

Minho smiled and caressed his hair again, “you already have it”.

Jisung smiled, depositing a kiss on his throat. Minho hummed slowly. Jisung crawled back a few steps before he started undoing his pants, caressing his thighs a little before he held the back of his knees and pulled him so his head wasn’t completely off the bed. “I don’t want you to pass out from that” he chuckled.

“I’m still not on the bed though” he chuckled while looking at Jisung. Who ignored him and occupied himself by lowering his underwear as well. Minho tried to lift his head enough to look at the younger who simply pushed him back. Making the dancer laugh airily again, only to break it into a breathy moan as he took his dick in between his lips. “Fuck, you’re going to be the death of me”, he slid his fingers through Jisung’s soft strands, merely petting him. He clenched his fist on his own hair, slightly pulling at the overwhelming feeling.

Jisung let him go with a wet sound before he sat down again, Minho breathed out his built stress. Gathering all the strength he could muster to do a hard crunch and pull himself up in a sitting position too. 

Jisung smiled at the way his face was extra flushed from the position he was in. His eyes dazed from the work done. Minho pulled him for a kiss, helping him to get on his lap. He pulled his underwear from one side making Jisung maneuver to get that side off first. They heard a knock on the door, and Minho separated from Jisung enough to answer a choked “yeah?”. He pulled the other side of his underwear, successfully peeling it from him.

“Check up,” Chan said tiredly. “You got your roommate?” he asked right as Jisung sat back down on him, handing him the lube.

“Yeah, I got him.” he said around a mouthful of the skin of his shoulder.

“Drunk or passed out?” he asked again.

“I’m fine”, Jisung said right before Minho started pressing one cold finger to his rim.

“Oh okay, nice.” Jisung bit hard on his lip as he contributed by squeezing tightly on his own thigh as Minho handled the order of business.

“Remember we have to catch up on our project later, Jisung. And Min, it’s your turn to do lunch. Don’t forget.” he said around yawn.

“Fuck, it’s always my turn.” he said while trying to fit another one in.

“Well, who’s fault is that? try to cook terrible next time. Also Jisung, you have one less call for the parties this month.” he said, sighing.

“That’s okay, you can go to sleep. Hyung!” He said the last bit louder than expected as Minho touched an important part down there. He looked at him only half apologetic.

 “Yeah, I am. You should too. Good morning” he called as if it was a good night.

“Yeah, I love you too,” Jisung blurted out. Trying to level his voice as much as possible. Minho chuckled but quickly turned it into a funny gasp as the dumbass on top of him took a hold of his dick.

“Don’t fight,” was the last thing they heard from him as he walked away in the hallway to his shared bedroom.

“Let’s fucking fight”, Jisung said as he pulled Minho’s hand out of him.

“We’re already throwing hands at each other Hanji”, he said in a whisper before Jisung kissed him again, making sure to lower himself on the dancer’s length.

“Fucking hell, why are you so thick?” he asked, hiding his face on Minho’s neck.

“Because you didn’t let me finish, idiot” he caressed his lower back.

“I got distracted with Chan talking shit, why didn’t you stop me?” he asked, already trying to move.

Minho held him by the waist to keep him still. “Because I got distracted with your hand”. Jisung chuckled.

“I’m an idiot all around”, he said, pressing his forehead on Minho’s.

“Good thing you’re aware”, he said before he started rolling his hips slowly. Creating enough friction to please both but not enough movement to hurt Jisung. “We have to be quiet, they’re already on this floor.” he said, depositing a kiss on his lips. “Can you do that?” Jisung nodded, but something tells Minho that he doesn’t know what he’s asking. “Are you sure?”.

“Yeah,” he hugged him tighter.

“Can I move?” he asked, kissing his cheek. 

“Yeah, please…” he barely said, and Minho was already doing god's job at fucking into him. His hand moved timely with his thrusts as the other one pressed against his mouth to successfully shush him enough.

“Shhh, you have to be quiet.” Minho insisted again, moving slower this time, he held the pile of putty in his arms. “Look at me, you have to lower your voice,” he said again. “Can you do that for me, please?” he asked, almost demanding.

“Yeah, I’m sorry.” he panted, actually trying to lower his voice. Minho made sure to give him a pointed look before he started moving again. This time they both did a better job at keeping it low. Both biting on their lips or kissing each other senselessly.

When Jisung came, he barely registered how he pulled Minho along, too lost in the intense wave of pleasure to even care. He simple heard the breathing “oh fuck, I’m sorry Hanji”.

A few seconds passed while they were simply hugging, too exhausted to can. 

“What is it?” Jisung responded belatedly. “What’s wrong?”.

“I didn’t pull out or wear a condom,” Minho said, breathing hard on his shoulder. Jisung chuckled.

“Whose idea was this?”

“Yours,”

“Fuck, I wish it wasn’t true” he said knowing full well that he suggested it in the first place.

“I’m fucking broken, I lied,” Minho fell backwards, taking Jisung down with him. “I’ve been practicing like crazy and I was tired,” he laughed while confessing.

“Listen, I had a headache before we started. I think I still do.” he shared as well.

“Do you want to be my boyfriend? please say yes I’m too tired to be disappointed.” Minho said laughing painfully, Jisung laughed with him.

“Yeah, okay.”

“Good”

They stayed like that for far too long, almost falling asleep when Minho sat down again. “We have to clean”. He said coughing a little at the full weight of his boyfriend on top of him.

“Okay,” Jisung actually climbed off of him and the bed, feeling his legs a little cramped still. Minho stood up as well, thanking the lord for the empty hallway as they crossed to the bathroom in front of their room.

Their shower was far too quick to count as a shower, but it took the gunk and sweat away so it was enough. They even took the detour to brush their teeth before they went back to the room. Jisung threw his pants to the ground before he patted the bed for Minho to join him. Maybe partying so soon after their exams was a really bad idea after all.

“Whose idea was this bitch ass party?” Jisung asked, sleepy.

“Yours,” Minho said, clearly closer to unconsciousness than reality.

“Fuck my life, why didn’t you stop me?”

“I got distracted by your dumb happy face.” Jisung smiled. Hugging himself closer to the dancer.