Dirty (Khai/Third) - Third's Boyfriend

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Author's note: Part 13/?? I think the end is near. 🤭

Khai's mouth moved against his, tongues meeting and dancing in a silent rhythm. Third, felt the thin steam of saliva running down his chin, but he didn't care. Khai's taste was intoxicating, his touch on his waist burning. The small voice in the back of his head told him to push his best friend off of him, but his body reacted oppositely. He clung to the taller male like a koala, letting Khai's palm travel under his oversized shirt, marking his pale skin with his warm touch. It was so delicious, so addicting, making him feel like a dirty cheap whore. Somehow Third managed to get hold of himself, gathering all the remaining strength to push Khai away. 

Their mouths parted, but Khai didn't let go, trapping him in a tight hold. The tears stream down Third's face. He was lost, mad and confused. 

"What do you want from me?" He hiccuped, looking at Khai, feeling weak against his crush. There was a moment of silence before Khai spoke up.

"I want you. All of you." 

"Why?" 

"Because I am jealous. Because you are mine."

"I don't belong to anyone." Third, snapped at Khai. 

"It hurts here when I see you with Un." Khai took his hand, guiding it in the middle of his chest.

"I can't sleep at night. I keep on thinking about you." He continued, leaving Third speechless. 

"When I imagine you with Un, I always end up crying," Khai confessed. Looking straight into his eyes, Third couldn't see anything but sincerity. 

"Tell me, Third. If that isn't love, then what is it?" 


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