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"why do you work so hard?" minho asks from his place on seungmin's bed.
seungmin is at his desk, which was to the side of his bed. he furrows his brow, dropping his pencil, "dumb question. why wouldn't i?"
minho chuckles, seemingly amused. "dunno..i guess it's obvious why but like- you're always so...persistent."
seungmin turns to him then, "no, i'm not." yes, he is. he knows that himself but 'no i'm not' is what leaves his mouth. he's tired okay?
"your essay is due in 4 weeks and you're killing yourself over it now." he deadpans.
minho is right.
"i have to be like this, it's how i operate." he replies.
minho hums, "you should rest." he says, it sounding more like a question than an order.
"soon."
minho sighs, standing up and draping himself over seungmin's back.
"hyung-"
"you need to relax." minho pushes.
seungmin scoffs, "you think this helps?" he asks, eyes going back to his essay.
minho presses his face into the crook of seungmin's neck. seungmin ignores the way it makes his heart pound.
"don't be a dick.." he mumbles.
seungmin lets a chuckle pass his lips, "you're cold." he comments, feeling minho's cool cheek press further into his space.
"you should warm me up." minho mutters.
seungmin wants to push him off but he knows that deep down he'd just be sad if minho left him. so he doesn't move, just lets minho hang off of him.
"are you flirting with me?" he asks, a teasing glint to his voice.
"you wish i were flirting with you." is the response he receives.
seungmin laughs, turning around in his rolling chair to look at minho. "are you sleeping here again?"
minho moves his arms to cross them over his chest and giggles, "don't sound so disappointed." he teases.
seungmin reaches out to grab minho's waist, pulling him closer. "not disappointed, just wondering." he replies, eyes feeling drowsy.
minho lets himself be held in place by seungmin's large hands, yawning before replying. "can i?"
seungmin smiles, happy to see that minho was just as tired as him, "if i say no you'll do it anyway."
"not if you really don't want me too."
"yes you would."
"answer the damn question dog."
seungmin chuckles at the irritation seeping into minho's pretty features.
pretty?
he chooses to ignore that, blaming it on his sleepiness.
"you can stay in here tonight." he says simply.
minho smiles, and seungmin can't help but think pretty, pretty, pretty. it chants in his head like a fucking prayer.
seungmin has to look away from minho's face or he'll actually combust.
he wraps his arms around minho’s waist, pulling him even closer, resting his face against minho’s stomach. he takes in minho’s calming scent, splaying his large palms on the small of minho’s back.
"seungmin?"
seungmin squeezes his hips, humming lightly.
"i said let's lay down." minho chuckles while running a hand through seungmin’s hair.
seungmin hums again, standing up and flopping onto his bed with a sigh.
his worn out bones settle into place, causing a muted groan to leave his parted lips.
he stares up at the ceiling, jumping when he sees a mess of black hair come into view.
minho straddles his waist and places his hands onto seungmin's shoulders.
seungmin makes the mistake of looking into minho's eyes. he swallows, hands moving to rest on minho's thighs, which were by his sides.
"thought we were sleeping.." he mumbles.
"mm, can't i sleep like this?" minho says, moving till his head is on seungmin's chest and his legs are between seungmin's own.
sure, this isn't the first time they've cuddled. there has been numerous times where they were both tipsy and cuddled up on this very bed, or there were times where minho would just climb into his bed and make himself comfortable in the curl of seungmin's arms. but right now it's..different.
"i don't mind.." he mutters, arm coming up to wrap around minho's shoulders.
minho hums, finger tracing figure eights on seungmin's bicep.
seungmin breaths out contently. it's nice to be with minho like this, the older not making his life a living hell, or teasing him till he can't take it anymore.
sadly, seungmin's mind drifts back to his essay, feeling the burden of it on his shoulders. he just wants to be good. plain and simple. he just wants to do good and be good. school is one of his strengths and he wants to make his parents proud-
"you're not sleeping. i can practically hear your running thoughts." minho says into the darkness of the room.
"yeah, i'm not." he deadpans.
minho hums, "and why not?"
"don't wanna."
"what do you wanna do then?"
seungmin doesn't know the answer to that question, or maybe he does and he's just suppressing it.
minho yelps when seungmin pushes him to lay on his back, seungmin moving to lay on his side beside him.
"what was that for?" minho huffs.
seungmin just shrugs, "wanted to change positions." he replies.
minho nods, no reply following.
seungmin lets the silence stretch before he places a gentle hand on minho's waist, slowly trailing up the sides of his soft body.
minho eyes him suspiciously, murmuring a soft, "what're you doing..?"
seungmin does not reply, to transfixed on minho's pretty frame.
minho doesn't say anything about it, letting seungmin touch his body wherever he pleases.
"you're always so fuckin' cold.." he comments mindlessly.
minho's brows shoot up briefly, chuckling after whatever shock leaves his senses. "it's always weird whenever you curse."
"s'kinda hot.." minho mumbles after only receiving a hum from seungmin.
seungmin's lips form a grin, "you talk too much."
"you should shut me up."
"in your dreams."
"bitch." minho mutters.
seungmin cocks his brow, fingers tracing a pattern on minho's stomach. "you sound like hyunjin." he says, recalling how hyunjin has taken a recent obsession to the word.
"you sound like hyunjin." minho mocks, giggling when seungmin side eyes him.
"why're you like this?" he asks.
minho shrugs, "god made me this way."
"you're not even religious." he deadpans.
"so?" minho replies, his arms moving to rest above his head.
seungmin eyes the way minho's shirt rides up, the soft skin of his stomach showing.
"you're pretty." seungmin comments out loud.
minho laughs, "are you flirting with me?"
"depends, d'you like it?"
"maybe, i'd have to hear more of it to be sure though."
seungmin smiles, "you're too much."
"you started this, bitch."
"stop calling me that."
"bitch."
seungmin sighs, "you always ruin good moments."
minho chuckles, "yeah right."
"you're a good-moment-killer." seungmin mumbles.
"womp womp." minho teases.
seungmin can't help the laugh he lets out, a light and airy sound that flips minho's stomach like a pancake.
minho hums, "have i ever told y-"
"here we go again.." seungmin sighs, cutting minho off completely.
"what?" minho says, sounding genuinely confused.
"have i ever told you that you're annoying, dumb?" seungmin says, mocking minho's voice.
"that is not what i was going to say." minho says with furrowed brows.
and something about the way minho said it leaves seungmin feeling bad. "fine..sorry, go ahead."
"i was going to say have i ever told you that your laugh and smile is sexy?" minho confesses, cheeks turning red under the glow of the moon shining in from the curtains.
seungmin sputters for a moment, "w-what? where's this coming from?"
minho shrugs, "dunno, you complimented me and i just- i don't know..wanted to tell you something i feel about you." he mutters the last part.
seungmin wants to kiss his pretty lips.
huh?
he shakes his head, clearing his throat. "you've never complimented me before."
"bullshit."
"i'm serious. that's not something we do."
minho frowns visibly, "i'm not, like, unable to give compliments y'know..?" he mumbles, feeling insecure suddenly.
seungmin nods, "i know..but you're never like that with me."
"god, don't make me feel like shit now. i take it back than." he grumbles.
seungmin bites the inside of his cheek, sitting up straight.
he didn't mean to hurt minho's feelings. he realizes than that minho was being genuine, opening up about how he feels and seungmin had shut him down.
he frowns to himself, turning towards minho's limp figure.
"sorry i...i didn't mean to be like- well y'know.." he mumbles.
minho blinks a few times before sitting up as well, knocking their foreheads together. and seungmin takes it as a form of 'i accept your apology.'
their foreheads stay pressed together. seungmin spends this time eyeing minho's mouth, his pink lips parted as he wets them.
seungmin feels entranced again, feeling bold he mumbles a gentle, "can i?"
minho hums, closing his eyes and bringing a hand up to rest on seungmin's cheek. seungmin only moves when minho nods.
their lips meet in a soft kiss, lips barely brushing before seungmin brings a hand up to rest on minho's waist, pressing closer into the kiss.
when minho lets out a little whine into the kiss seungmin starts to feel light-headed.
after that the kiss starts turning more feverish, both of them getting closer and minho growing more impatient.
seungmin lets his hand travel up the inside of minho's sweater, running his finger tips across the smooth skin of minho's bare body.
minho's skin is cold under his hands, like it always is, small trails of goosebumps raising in it's wake.
seungmin is the one to deepen the kiss, he's not quite sure when he became the more impatient one but he's not worried about that right now. he bites down on minho's lower lip and once he opens up in a silent moan seungmin pushes his tongue into his mouth.
minho whines louder. seungmin dies just a little.
minho wraps his arms around seungmin's neck, moving to get into seungmin's lap.
seungmin holds him at his hips, one hand trailing up to minho's chest, lightly rubbing at his nipple.
minho immediately pulls away from the kiss with a moan, keening softly when seungmin flicks it.
seungmin hums, "knew you'd be sensitive..." he mumbles thoughtfully.
minho's panting, trying to catch his breath. "so you've thought about this?" he asks, a teasing expression on his face.
seungmin shrugs, "you haven't?"
seungmin doesn't get a response to that.
seungmin laughs, kissing minho again, picking right back up where they left off.
they stay like that for a while, just having their lips locked in a heated make out. but seungmin starts to feel minho move to straddle only one of his thighs, rubbing against it slowly.
seungmin smirks and pulls away from the kiss, looking into minho's half-lidded eyes, noticing just how dilated his pupils are.
fucking hell.
he notices minho getting restless.
seungmin decides to bounce his leg up and down multiple times, bouncing minho around with the motion.
minho moans softly, finally getting the needed friction on his aching erection.
seungmin watches mesmerized, minho's grown out hair moving each time seungmin moves his leg upward.
his pretty lips parted in a series of soft and breathy moans.
"feel good?" he teases.
minho throws his head forward, hair falling in front of his face. "shut up.." he pants, grinding forward on seungmin's thigh.
"you sound a lot different then i expected." seungmin comments, pushing minho's shirt up and holding it by his neck to keep it in place.
minho squeaks at the motion, his bare chest hitting the cool air of the room.
seungmin smirks, "see?! your moans are so out of character. you just fucking squeaked."
"you're out of character." minho mutters, the insult not insulting at all.
seungmin laughs anyway, rubbing his thumb over minho's nipple.
"w-what were you expecting me to sound like?" he breaths, curious.
seungmin blinks, "dunno..not like this though, you sound so...soft? pretty?" he says, confusing his own self as he lets out the words.
minho giggles, "is 's hot?" he slurs.
yes.
"yes." he voices simply.
minho chuckles, "you should do more then, if i'm so hot."
seungmin might actually lose his mind.
he lightly pushes minho off of him, minho now sitting in front of him. minho leans back onto his hands, his shirt falling down with the movement.
"so fucking hot." seungmin mumbles, slapping minho's thigh.
minho outright moans, the sound ringing around the mostly quiet room.
seungmin's not really sure what caused the moan, whether it was the praise or the slapping or both, but he doesn't really care. he's so fucking horny that it all just blurs together.
"why do you sound so hot?" minho mumbles out loud, his mouth to brain ratio not working in his favor.
seungmin hums, "didn't know you had a thing for my voice." he replies.
"just have a thing for you.." he mutters.
"oh." he mumbles dumbly.
minho huffs, "please do something."
seungmin presses closer to minho, one hand palming minho through his pants while the other moves his hair out of the way so he can mouth at his neck.
minho's body trembles noticeably, soft gasps spilling from his mouth.
"would you mind if i marked you?" seungmin asks.
minho scoffs, "no, just do it."
seungmin doesn't need to be told twice. he latches his lips onto minho's collarbone, sucking hard with the intention of covering the area with dark splotches of red.
his other hand goes inside minho's pants, immediately starting to pump his length. minho whines loudly at the pleasure.
"oh- seungmin.." minho moans.
seungmin hums against his neck, thumbing at minho's slit.
seungmin just can't get over how pretty minho sounds. his voice is soft and pleasant to listen to, seungmin feels like he could cum just from pleasing minho alone.
how embarrassing is that?
"w-wait.." minho mumbles wetly.
seungmin immediately pulls away and stills his hand, worried that he did something wrong. "are you okay?"
minho laughs, "i'm okay, wanted to kiss you."
oh.
seungmin smiles, "don't threaten me with a good time." he teases.
minho rolls his eyes, using a hand to pull seungmin towards him, kissing him softly.
and seungmin kind of always hated kissing, the idea of it was all kinda gross to him, but kissing minho is heavenly. it's fucking perfect.
minho pulls away first, "i am obsessed with your mouth." he states. "i am obsessed with you." he adds breathlessly.
seungmin blinks, "fucking liar."
"why would i lie about that?"
"dunno."
"for the second time today i am capable of complimenting you. please don't start being a dick again." minho mutters, dropping his hand.
seungmin never realized that this was a flaw he had.
"sorry, habit i guess..thank you hyung, that was nice." he apologies, sealing it with a kiss to minho's nose.
minho flushes, "yeah...c-can you please continue, m'like really horny." he mumbles.
seungmin laughs, placing one last kiss to minho's lips before flicking his wrist upwards. minho immediately shakes, moaning loudly.
"mhnn.." he moans, going completely slack in seungmin's hold.
seungmin smiles, "you get so pliant just from a simple touch." he comments.
"do not." he slurs.
"yeah? look at you though, you're so pretty and boneless.." he whispers, chuckling when minho's arms start to give out.
"and you have a serious praise kink- it's so fuck-" he trails off, pumping minho's cock faster.
"ah! i-i don't have a praise k-kink.." he sputters, voice breaking.
seungmin hums, "you're doing so fucking good for me. i love how you look when you're like this..." he whispers darkly right into minho's ear, experimenting.
and the borderline pornographic moan minho lets out completely shows that his statement earlier was a lie.
seungmin chuckles, about to reply when minho cuts him off.
"do not even m-mention it.."
"c'mon it was so cute thou-"
"i will fucking kill you seungmin."
seungmin sighs, "it's okay if you do, i really don't mind."
"s'just embarrassing.." minho mumbles.
seungmin shakes his head, "not embarrassing, it's sexy."
minho moans softly, body practically vibrating.
seungmin takes note in how minho's arms really start to give out, almost falling backwards.
seungmin moves to hold his waist, "lean back against the headboard baby." he says, moving minho to lean his weight against it.
once minho is against the headboard seungmin starts his pace up again.
"f-feels so good.." minho slurs, eyes falling shut as he throws his head back.
seungmin watches entranced, accidentally squeezing harder on his downstroke.
minho's back arches, "hnng!...f-fuck.." he whines loudly, hand reaching out to hold onto seungmin's bicep.
spurred on by the reaction seungmin keeps going like that.
"oh god! j-just like that minnie.." minho moans, body trembling.
seungmin hums, deciding that every time he senses minho is close to his climax, when he has minho arching and keening in his hold that he'll just simply slow down, edging him each time.
it works perfectly in seungmin's favor.
minho whines and squirms each time his orgasm is taken away from him.
seungmin's mind was only focused on one thing, pleasing minho.
seungmin isn't sure how many times he does this but after about- he'll guess the...tenth time? minho is panting loudly, his hand reaching down to stop seungmin's hand.
"please seungmin...you're gonna make me lose my mind if you don't let me cum right now." he says, trying to sound forceful but it comes out far too breathless for it to have any real force.
he just sounds so desperate.
seungmin takes his hand out of minho's pants and is immediately met with a whine of protest.
"seungmin, what the fuck?"
seungmin chuckles, "calm down baby," he murmurs, moving in between minho's now parted legs. he grabs behind minho's thighs so he can wrap them around his waist, making it easier for him to grind against minho. "wanna get off too." he adds.
he's not even sure if minho heard him by the way minho's head immediately fell backwards when seungmin rutted against him.
"god hyung-"
"i-i can literally feel how hard you are." minho comments, voice hiccuping.
seungmin would normally feel embarrassed by the statement but in his dazed mind of arousal he just moans at the comment.
"you're so sexy hyung." he compliments, hands holding minho's hips in a tight grip.
minho moans loudly, thighs shaking.
"unng! m'gonna cum..!" minho warns, not caring about the fact that he's going to cream his pants like a fucking teenager.
seungmin groans, "shit- me too.." he replies.
and in an instant seungmin's cumming harder than he ever had before, orgasm hitting him like a freight train.
minho's not any better, back arching off of the bed as he lets out the loudest moan of the night, his body trembling violently.
seungmin catches his breath quickly, chuckling lightly when he notices how minho's hips keep twitching.
seungmin runs a hand up minho's thigh, "you keep twitching baby." he voices teasingly.
minho twitches even more at that, letting out a soft moan.
seungmin tries to ignore the way he feels heat start to pool in his stomach again.
"you okay?" he asks instead.
"better than okay, feel all floaty.." minho mumbles, reaching out for seungmin.
seungmin lets himself be pulled slightly over minho limp frame.
minho presses his lips against seungmin's lazily, "you fucking ruined me without even fucking me. 's was good.." he murmurs against seungmin's lips.
"and i mean that, i'm not lying." minho adds carefully.
seungmin smiles, "didn't doubt it, i'm glad you liked it." he replies, hands running up minho's sides.
minho hums.
"are we going to talk about..well, you know..?" seungmin mutters, suddenly feeling nervous.
minho smiles, running a delicate hand through seungmin's thick hair. "tomorrow, m'really tired." he mumbles.
seungmin nods, kissing the tip of minho's nose and laughing when his face scrunches up cutely.
"okay, tomorrow."
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