Cold Hands, Warm Heart ✧ Minsung ✧

#63

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A few days later...

"Good morning," Chan greeted Felix as he entered the kitchen, where Felix was sipping his coffee. He leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Felix's cheek, eliciting a blush from the younger boy.

"Good morning," Felix replied, his cheeks still tinged with pink.

Chan lightly squeezed Felix's shoulder before heading to the fridge. "So, Felix, what are you up to today?"

"Mmm, just taking it easy. It's the weekend, so I don't have any specific plans," Felix replied, a hint of disappointment in his voice.

Chan thought for a moment, contemplating his own schedule. "Actually, I just realized I have some free time too. How about we spend the day together? We could watch a movie or do whatever you feel like."

Felix's face lit up with a smile. "Yes! That sounds perfect."

"Great. I'll see you later," Chan said, giving Felix a quick peck on the lips before leaving the kitchen. "Bye."

As they both blushed at the display of affection, a subtle change seemed to have taken hold. The once effortless gestures and intimate moments between them now carried an air of shyness and uncertainty.

Later on, they found themselves seated on the couch in the living room, ready to watch a movie. As the film played, Chan's hand instinctively started rubbing Felix's exposed thigh. His touch moved up and down, stopping just at the hem of Felix's shorts. He hesitated, but the pull of desire was too strong to resist, compelling him to squeeze Felix's thighs gently, causing the younger boy to jump.

Felix couldn't deny the sensations that surged through him whenever Chan became so comfortably affectionate. He tried to convince himself that it was just friendly, that he didn't see Chan in that way. But the truth was, he couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and uneasiness whenever Chan crossed those boundaries.

Felix's gaze shifted from Chan's hand to his face, only to catch the elder staring back at him. They both understood where this was leading, and in a matter of moments, the space between them closed as Chan gently pushed Felix onto the couch.

For Felix, kissing his best friend had become a norm, something they both enjoyed. Occasionally, they would have sex, but they had never openly acknowledged or discussed about it. What started as a casual fling had unintentionally grown into something more, more sexual.

In those moments alone together, they engaged in acts that both of them were too embarrassed to talk. Despite it not being their first or even second time, the unspoken understanding between them only fueled their passionate encounters, leaving them both craving more while simultaneously unsure of what it all meant.

And once again, they found themselves lying on Chan's bed, heavy breathing from another night of passion. Sweat glistened on their flushed faces and cum all over the place.

Chan gently wiped away, licking his tummy while the petite boy lay there, his gaze fixed on the ceiling, absentmindedly running his fingers through Chan's hair

In the quiet aftermath, Felix mustered the courage to speak, his voice trembling with a mixture of hesitation and longing. "Chan, I think we should..." His words trailed off.

Chan paused his actions, he looked up at Felix, his eyes searching for understanding. "Yes".

Felix was taken aback. "Y-yes? What do you mean, Chan~" he stammered, his grip on the sheets tightening. His body froze as he felt Chan firmly grip his waist, their eyes locked in an intense gaze while the elder was finishing his job cleaning all the younger's half hard member with his tongue.