STRAYKIDS ONE SHOTS

ChangSung/^/rapper's duty

genre: fluff

ship: changbin x jisung

cw: butt touching😖😔

word count: 700

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"Yah! Why are you touching my butt?!" The older of the two screamed, upon noticing the taller's hands pressed against his behind, squeezing it lightly. You see, the two rapper were told to clean up the studio — as it was their day off and they kept nagging Chan and Hyunjin out of boredom — and the younger of the two had found a liking to the others butt.

Jisung stayed quiet. He had removed his hands already — as the older turned around — but kept crouching, staring at the older. "Hyung, since when did you have cake?" "Since when? I've always had." He stated proudly, still confused by the brunettes questionable behaviour.

Silence filled the — rather small — room again, as the younger continuously staring at his hands. "Han?" A bit startled Jisung looked up at the older, suddenly brought back to reality. "Huh?" "Get cleaning, will you? I want to go back soon."

The two rapper got back to work, picking up the sheets of paper lingering on the floor, the few bowls and cups spread on the desks and the plastic wrappers hidden behind the trashcan — that had overflown a couple weeks back. It was safe to say the male's weren't good at keeping things clean, neither organising. 

"You know," Han broke the comfortable silence as he threw himself on the lounge — clearly eyeing the older's body — "you have a pretty nice bum. It's fun to touch." "Han, what the fuck." Changbin placed the folder he was holding on one of the desks and stared at the younger, what was he saying?

"It's nice to touch my butt? I thought Lee Know Hyung was the butthunter of the group, don't you dare start-" "You're no fun." The male whined, crossing his arms and sinking back into the sofa.

"What do you mean "no fun"? I'm the funniest of us all." Changbin stated with confidence, walking over to the younger with his nose high in the air — as high as it could go with his petit body.

Han continued staring at his Hyung, even when he sat down next to him, he didn't stop. Though it was not his eyes that had caught his interest, not his face either, it was his insane body. His muscular body, oh how he loved it. Between us, the rapper had thought about being manhandled by him a handful of times, in not so innocent scenarios as well.

With one swift hand motion he was feeling the older's arms — up and down — and admiring his strength. "Choke me with those god damn arms." He whispered lowly, not meaning for the other to hear.

"Why would I choke you? That's dangerous." Han laughed, partly out of embarrassment, "ever heard of bdsm?" and Changbin stared. "Oh."

"Oh!" He repeated, "don't go around sharing your kinks! What's up with you today?" Changbin pushed the younger's hands off, staring at him out of shock.

While the older tensed up Jisung simply laid back even further, seriously considering if he should just lie on Changbin's lap, but deciding against it. "Isn't it fun to know what I'm into? I'm kinkier than you might think." "No, Jisung, I just don't wanna know." He waved his hands in front of him, "I already know you're a kinky motherfucker, let's not get into detail."

Jisung laughed and stood up again, to finish cleaning up, as he was starting to get tired. The older's eyes were glued to the brunette, when did he get this handsome? Changbin sighed and pushed himself off the couch, following the all rounder to the other side of the room — where they had yet to clean.

Catching the older off guard, Han quickly spun around and threw himself at Changbin. He wrapped his arms around his neck and his legs around his waist, grinning stupidly at him as he managed to embrace the black haired. "Gotcha."

Changbin only have him an annoyed look — after making sure he wouldn't tumble over from the sudden weight on him. "Get off, will ya? We're on cleaning duty, not cuddle duty. Go to Minho Hyung for that."

Softly he placed his hands on Han's hips and pushed him off, the younger only pouted but got back to work nevertheless.