NCT One-Shots

Party|NaHyuck

Jaemin x Haechan

Jaemin grins as he closes the door behind him and approaches Haechan.

"Did you lock the door?"

"Didn't know you wanted to go that far."

Haechan rolls his eyes. "I don't want us to get interrupted, especially if it's a drunk girl who needs to throw up."

Jaemin locks the door and goes back over to him, not saying anything. When he leans in to place his lips on the brunets, Haechan doesn't hesitate to wrap his arms around his neck and respond to the kiss.

After a few minutes, the kiss grows more heated and they move to the bed. Jaemin hovers over Haechan but he flips them and straddles Jaemins waist which he likes a lot better as he stares up at the brown-haired male, holding his hips.

He kisses his him deeply, energetically moving his lips against his. Jaemin tightens his grip on Haechan, pressing their bodies closer. Haechan slowly begins to move against Jaemin, emitting a strangled groan from the boy.

"Don't start something you can't finish."

"I'll finish it", Haechan smirks and moves down until he stops right at the waistband of his jeans. He pulls Jaemin's shirt up to reveal his toned body. He begins kissing up the skin, the action bringing Jaemin further away from self-control.

Taunting him, he says, "Kiss me, Jaemin."

"I...can't", Jaemin pants out.

"Why not?"

"I don't think you understand how much I want you and how much I will want you. If you want a one time thing, you're not gonna get that from me right now."

"Oh?" He asks with a raised eyebrow.

Jaemins eyes squeeze shut as Haechan continues his delightful attack to his body. 

"I'm like this", Jaemin groans, eyes still closed. "I can't help it."

Haechan moves up so he's directly on top of Jaemin. When Jaemin opens his eyes, he finds the brunet peering into them and barely registers the fact that he's now shirtless.

"I'm not gonna ask you again", he tells him. "Either kiss me or let me go find someone else."

Jaemin's hands instinctively go to Haechan's hips. "Not happening."

"Then you better do something about it."

Jaemin kisses Haechan before flipping them and moving to his neck.

"Right now, you're mine."

"I'm okay with that."

Jaemin takes in the boy laying under him, torso exposed. Surprisingly, it isn't only lust he's feeling like he usually is. He can't name the feeling but doesn't let himself get distracted. Haechans beautiful brown eyes stare up at him, waiting patiently for his next move and then the boy tickles him.

The action is so sudden it scares the brunet for a few seconds before he feels laughter erupting out of him.

"Jae-Jaemin, Jaemin, stop", he tells him through laughing.

After a few more seconds, the tickling ceases.

Haechan looks at the boy. "What the hell, Jaemin."

"Sorry", Jaemin tells him, cheeks a pale pink, smiling sheepishly.

He chuckles, finding the boy cute.

When Jaemin connects their lips, their kiss is different. Both feel it but don't bother trying to name it or worry about it. Eventually it turns into their usual fervent kiss and this time, instead of stopping, Jaemin looks at Haechan and gets a nod of permission before continuing.