Top: Minho
Bottom: Chan
Chan sat at his desk in his studio. He has been up all that night working on the perfect beat for their next comeback.
As he sat there he thought to himself. The members will most likely have Chan cook so he stood up from his desk.
Before he left he saved his progress. He put on his thin hoodie. It was raining hard in the early morning.
He walked towards the hotel they were staying at enjoying the sound of the rain that surrounded him.
He walked up the flights of steps taking his hoodie off and walking inside. He and Minho shared a room at the moment and he walked in.
He looked at Minho's bed and noticed he wasn't there. He looked around and spotted a person in his bed.
He furrowed his eyebrows. Chan didn't want to get sick so before he checks it out he grabbed new clothes and headed into the shower.
After 30 minutes he got out dressed in new comfortable clothes and his body feeling relaxed. Now he headed towards his bed.
Chan couldn't see well so he moved closer finally seeing it was Minho. Chan sighed and smiled. As Chan was about to walk away a soft voice spoke.
"Lay down Chan Hyung get some sleep." Minho patted the free spot on the bed. Chan looked back at Minho.
"I'm not tired Minho don't worry." Chan smiled. Minho clicked his tongue. "Chan I said get into bed and get some rest. Now." Minho's sleepy voice spoke sounding dominant.
Chan could feel his ears turn hot at the sound of Minho's voice. Minho sat up and pulled Chan to his by his hips making him sit onto his lap facing forwards. Flipping them so they were laying down and Minho was between Chan's legs on top of him.
"Are you disobeying me, baby?" Minho asked biting his lip shortly after. Chan's voice got stuck his mind rushing as he grew a quick boner.
Chan looked away only for his jaw to be harshly pulled by Minho to look at him. "Answer me, baby. Are you disobeying? Do you want to get punished?" Minho asked with a deep voice.
Chan whimpered quietly. "Minho what's wrong with you!?" Chan spoke up. Minho smirked. "I'm not gay Minho get off me!" Chan grabbed Minho's shirt trying to flip him off him.
Chan noticed Minho didn't move a single muscle. "You sure your not gay cause." Minho looked down and moved his hand to Chan's dick palming him.
Chan gasped and closed his eyes. "Your boner says different," Minho whispered into Chan's ear. Chan gripped tighter onto Minho's shirt as he felt Minho's soft hand massaging his dick.
Minho loved the small noises Chan made as Chan held back the moans. "You are gay Chan admit it and you'll love when my dick is in your hole," Minho smirked as he removed his hand from Chan's dick.
Chan was already a mess just from the two minutes Minho was touching him. "I'm not gay Minho," Chan said slightly out of breath. Minho rolled his eyes and connected his and Chan's lips.
Minho bit lightly on Chan's bottom lip and pulled away. The short kiss disappointing Chan but he didn't show.
Minho pulled his shirt off giving Chan a show. His light-toned abs sending Chan overboard.
Minho smirked down at Chan as he let his hand travel under Chan's shirt. "May I?" Minho asked as he lifted Chan's shirt halfway.
Chan looked down at Minho's abs for a second and back up at Minho's eyes. "S-sure." Chan cleared his throat after. Minho pulled the shirt off Chan and examined his body.
