Our Love | Jeongcheol

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Jeonghan's favorite thing to do was to just be lazy and lounge around the dorm, eating everyone's food and invading Seungcheol's personal space.

Since it was their day off, the brunette was lying on Seungcheol's bed, scrolling through his phone, clearly very bored, constantly huffing and sighing.

Where was his boyfriend when he needed him?

Getting up, he threw his phone on the bed and slipped out of his room, looking for a member to mess with. The moment he opened the door, a whiff of something foul made its way to his nose and he scrunched his face in disgust, almost gagging. "ًIt smells like feet here" Jeonghan said to Junhui who was brewing a potion in the kitchen.

"Hey hyung" he greeted with a smile, unbothered by Jeonghan's reaction to the smell.

"What are you making?"

"Brocolli" Junhui answered and Jeonghan just shook his head, feeling the cells in his nose dying.

Unable to stand the smell, he told Junhui to enjoy the food and returned to his and Seungcheol's room, shutting the door behind him. He sighed and flopped down on the bed again.

Just as he was about to text Seungcheol and ask where he could've escaped to in the middle of the day, the older entered the room, freshly showered with a towel around his waist and a smaller one to dry his hair. His toned, muscular chest was out on display for Jeonghan to drool over.

Smirking, Seungcheol teased Jeonghan by throwing his head back as he dried his hair, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, causing the younger to almost scream.

"Ooh la la~" Jeonghan giggled, now lying on his stomach and kicking his feet back and forth as he rested his head on his hands like a teenage girl. "How handsome" he complimented, eyes scanning every part of Seungcheol.

Loving the attention the older gave a boyish grin, coming closer to his boyfriend. "What are you up to?" he asked, laughter escaping his lips.

"Nothing. I'm just enjoying the show. Please keep going" Jeonghan said, big eyes staring in anticipation, signing Seungcheol to continue doing what he was doing.

The older shook his head at his boyfriend's antics and sat on the bed, pulling Jeonghan, who immediately crawled onto his lap, his knees on either side of Seungcheol's waist.

"Hi," he whispered.

"Hi," Seungcheol said, a smile on display as his hand made its way to the back of the younger's neck, pulling him closer, their noses dusting lightly against each other.

All the laughter had faded away as their lips connected, heat rushing into their bodies. Their lips moved rhythmically together, Seungcheol leading them as his tongue brushed Jeonghan's bottom lip, asking for access.

Jeonghan hummed in satisfaction, their tongues lapping as Seungcheol explored his boyfriend like a map. A moment later, they pulled away, panting heavily, a string of their mixed saliva connecting them. Jeonghan's eyes darkened when he felt Seungcheol's length harden under him.

Unable to resist, he pushed down, grinding on the older, begging for friction, clouded by lust and want. Seungcheol groaned, his hands coming down to grip Jeonghan's hips tightly, stopping him in place.

"The boys are outside" he warned, struggling.

"Then we can be quiet," Jeonghan said, trying to move his hips but was still stopped by his boyfriend's big hands.