Don't lie, you're an angel

Chapter 5

Seungmin likes to think he does well when it comes to patience.

Apparently not when he's in Hyunjin's company.

His sweet, old neighbour got the thrill of her life when she saw Hyunjin pressed to the mirror of the elevator with Seungmin latched onto his neck.

"Oh my god, Kim Seungmin!" From how hard and fast his neck snapped up to look at the figure in the mirror, he suspected a whiplash injury.

"Ms. Choi, oh shit, ma'am-" Seungmin had never moved so fast in his life. Thank god for his father's genes. With him standing in front of Hyunjin, the woman could probably not peek behind his shoulders and see his state.

"Seungmin- In the elevator?! Have you not learned from Yeonjun and Beom- Aish, I expected so much from you! Get out, both of you young men, out of the elevator!"

Only when Seungmin was sure that Hyunjin himself was in a presentable state did he move from in front of him. Making sure that he was fine with their unexpected guest, he allowed himself to step ahead and let Ms. Choi have a look at him.

"Oh my, he's a beauty..."

Seungmin couldn't agree more.

Red adorned his cheeks, his golden hair falling in his face, sticking to his sweaty forehead. Small remnants of what were pants and moans in his ear just a few moments ago left his bitten, red lips. His chest still heaved from their little activity, his fingers still clinging furiously to the collar of his shirt, trying to hide the bluish-purple bruises blossoming on his collarbone.

Hyunjin really was a beauty, wasn't he.

"I- Uh, thank you." He averted his eyes from them both, and Ms. Choi raised an eyebrow.

"You don't mind kissing your boy in a public elevator, yet you can't meet eyes when complimented?" Seungmin spluttered too, and Hyunjin's eyes widened in shock.

"Alright, I think that's enough. You were going somewhere Ms. Choi?"

The lady rolled her eyes before hobbling into the elevator that was still held by Seungmin's foot. "No need to shoo the old lady away, I am leaving. Have fun, you both. But, I do have a bedtime, I wouldn't want to be the one to file a noise complaint against you, of all." The doors whooshed close as the last of her cackles faded away along with it.

Silence hung in the air for a minute.

"That's your neighbour."

"That is my... Neighbour."

Seungmin doesn't know what to do in such situations. He was having the time of his life, suckling at Hyunjin's honey milk skin before he was interrupted, and there was a growing problem in between his pants, which he couldn't ignore as much as he would've loved to.

"I can see it from here, we should take care of that."

Goddamnit.

"We should, indeed." He started walking towards his door, trying desperately to not let his hard-on be a hurdle in that step of his plan. He just needed to get to the door. If he looked right over his shoulder, he would see Hyunjin appreciating his view, not like he wasn't fending off his own little issue.

"2503... That's a long-ass number for an apartment complex room."

Seungmin turned to look at him with a blank face. "It's a fancy number I would say."

"Mhmm." And then Hyunjin continued to gently, and by gently I mean in the most gentlest way possible, poked Seungmin's butt. "I've been meaning to say this for the whole night but, your ass is so... It's like a washboard, but it's just so full."