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“Next.. Strawberries.”
Hyunjin read through the list in his head for the tenth time that evening.
Grocery shopping had never been such a struggle to him before, but in his defense, there was a certain someone that was supposed to be helping who in reality just made things.. Harder.
“..Ji, baby.”
“Mm?” Jisung’s mumbles were almost inaudible with his face buried in his boyfriend’s back.
“Can you fetch the strawberries like I asked y-” Hyunjin tried to repeat sweetly but the cold hand reaching under his shirt cut his words short.
The older boy clenched his fist around the shopping basket full of sweets and fruits, and he spat a reminder to Jisung through gritted teeth.
“We’re at a supermarket, Ji.”
“‘M tired, I wanna cuddle~” The boy whined, earning a sigh.
“If you help me finish shopping quickly, we can go home and cuddle all you want, okie?”
“Han, stop fondling Hyunjin’s tits and start grabbing things for the dessert.” Claire ordered as she walked past them in the tightly spaced aisle, barely sparing them a glance cause she already knew exactly what was happening.
“Or what, Sky?” Jisung snapped, adopting a boxing stance.
The girl chuckled darkly and turned around to face him, putting on a seemingly innocent smile.
“Or you can starve.”
“Hyunjin, do something! She’s bullying me!” The boy pouted and hid right back behind his boyfriend.
“Get this over with and fast, we still have a million shit to do.” She finally said with a small grin, returning to Felix who had avoided the whole conversation and continued his shopping unbothered.
“Promise to cuddle me all day after this?” Jisung gave the boy his best angry quokka face.
“Promise.” He giggled.
“And kisses!”
“Mhm.” Hyunjin kissed his forehead softly, motioning him to grab the basket so he could rest his arm for a bit.
“And to suck my d- Ow, don’t kick me!”
“Move your ass then!”
On the other side of the aisle shelves, Claire and Felix had been eavesdropping through the whole exchange between the new boyfriends, giggling and squealing over how cute they were.
“I didn’t know Jisung was this much of a hornball.” Claire whispered.
“Oh, yeah. He’s real shy at first but he’s the nastiest little bitch once he gets familiar.” Felix chuckled, adding a bunch of instant ramen packets to their basket.
“I figured. You shouldn’t be the one to talk about acting all shy but actually being a secret whore, though.”
“Hm? W-what do you mean?”
“You think I haven’t seen you drool and sweat around me before?” The woman teased.
Felix parted his lips but nothing came out, much to Claire’s amusement.
He didn’t even have the courage to deny anything.
“Is that all or do we need anything else?” She asked the now crimson faced boy, scanning through the list one last time like nothing had been said previously.
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French Lessons | Lee Felix
Fanfiction"You're obviously more than just my student, Felix.."
