ONE SHOTS🍒| STRAY KIDS

37. Are you as obsessed... (2)

Intense smut by YouSayNerdISayYes
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"Seungmin!"

The brunette turned around, only to see Changbin waving at him from across the quad. Before he could even wave back, Jeongin spun him around, eyes wide.

"Kiss me."

Seungmin didn't even finish the sentence before his back hit the wall and Jeongin's lips crashed against his. Changbin froze mid-step, staring in disbelief.

He blinked. Then blinked again. "Uh..." He laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. "I'll just..... yeah, I'll come back later."

He did a full 180 and speed-walked away, pretending not to see Jeongin practically devouring Seungmin's face.

Meanwhile, Jeongin had Seungmin pinned, his grip on the boy's waist tight enough to leave marks. Seungmin's breath hitched, he knew he'd probably bruise, and somehow, that made it hotter. His fingers tangled in Jeongin's hair, tugging just to hear that quiet little sound Jeongin made when he liked it.

Then-

"We leave for two minutes and you're already all over each other?"

They broke apart, both snapping their heads toward Minho and Hyunjin, who were casually standing there, ice cream cones in hand.

Jeongin smirked. "Your hair's a mess, Hyunjin. And Minho, your fly's down."

Minho looked down and instantly turned red. "Goddammit," he muttered, zipping up in defeat. Hyunjin just used his phone camera as a mirror, completely unbothered.

Jeongin backed off with a little wink at Seungmin, who turned away, blushing hard.

"Chan and Jisung said they're on their way," Hyunjin said.

"Good," Seungmin mumbled, trying to act normal as they started walking toward the restaurant.
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By the time Chan and Jisung arrived, the group was already seated and sipping their drinks. Seungmin sat by the window, Jeongin next to him, Jisung beside Jeongin, and the other three across from them.

"I'm starving. What are we ordering?" Seungmin complained, scanning the menu.

Without looking up from his phone, Jeongin placed a hand on Seungmin's knee, thumb tracing lazy circles. Seungmin froze.

He shot Jeongin a warning glare that clearly said not here.

Jeongin smirked and squeezed his thigh harder.

Seungmin's jaw tightened. He's so dead later.
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Half an hour later, Seungmin's head had found its way onto Jeongin's shoulder. Jeongin was watching a movie propped up on his phone, and Seungmin had one AirPod in, zoning in and out.

"Can I have your soda? Mine's gone," Seungmin mumbled sleepily.

Jeongin handed it over with a soft smile, watching him giggle at the oversized straw.

"Admit it, you're whipped," Jisung teased from across the table.

Jeongin's head snapped up. Everyone was staring at them. Even Chan was smirking.

"What?" Jeongin said, defensive.

"Come on," Chan grinned. "Just admit you like him, and we'll stop teasing."

Jeongin rolled his eyes. "So what if I do?" He shrugged. "Big deal."

"The big deal," Chan said, "is that he likes you too. And seeing you two actually get along is... new."