STRAYKIDS ONE SHOTS

HyunChan | Red Lips

   Hyunjin melted into the older's embrace as they sat on the lounge in their shared dorm. Han and Changbin were currently working out and Chan had his day off, so the two decided to watch a movie together until the two rappers were back—though that might take a while, as they still needed to clean up their studio for the upcoming week.

   The brunette felt the older's arm fall onto his shoulders and quickly grabbed ahold of his hands, caressing circles into his skin as the movie continued playing in front of them. But of course, Hyunjin couldn't pay attention to it, when he was literally lying in Chan's arms, sitting in between his legs.

   How did he even get this close to him?

   With a smile on his face, he focused on the chest his back was facing, his hard breathing and quick heartbeat not going unnoticed. "Channie Hyung, you good?" He asked softly, voice quiet and face focused on the movie—yet his eyes were looking everywhere but the screen.

   He only hummed, before shifting back into the lounge a bit, creating the smallest bit of distance between the two males—that Hyunjin didn't like. Not all too carefully, he stood up for a split second and then plopped down onto the couch again, closer to the older who just let out a groan.

   And that's when Hwang realised. His hard breathing, quick heartbeat, the shifting away... could it be? "Hyunjinnie.. don't do that," Chan voiced out, his hands finding their way to the younger's waist to hold him in place. The brunette felt his stomach burning from the touch, the butterflies running wilder than before.

   Ignoring the other's statement, he leaned back into his chest, ass getting dangerously close to Chan's crotch once again. "Hyunjin," The older growled, subconsciously tightening his grip. "Quit teasing." "What do you mean?" He asked, his voice filled with fake innocence.

   "You know exactly what I mean, Hwang." The use of the younger's last name made him shut up, as he now actually tried to focus on the movie playing—with no success. He could feel himself growing horny from the older's crotch finding his butt every once in a while, the slightest touch made his trousers tighten.

   He should've worn sweatpants after all. 

   Flustered as hell, the taller tried to remove the older's hands, only to fail miserably as he started exploring his stomach and waist. "C-Channie Hyung, s-stop it," His voice was quiet, but Chan definitely heard it. "And why would I do that? You look like you're enjoying yourself, Jinnie-ah."

   Hyunjin bit the inside of his cheek as he shuddered from the touch, goosebumps finding their way to his body. With a ruck, Chan pulled all of the younger closer to him, his butt now ultimately touching the leader's clothed dick no matter how much the male tried to move away from it.

   Something about what was happening felt so wrong but so right at the same time, and eventually, Hyunjin found himself not caring anymore. "Fuck, Hyung," He shuddered out with the older's fingertips grazing over the waistband of his boxers, "Do something already!"

   Despite the younger's request, Chan moved his hands up his body—instead of down—and felt his soft skin, his abs, and nipples. Everything he could find, he touched. "Take your shirt off," He whispered into the brunette's ear, after tucking a stray strand away.

   Hyunjin shuddered but did as told, slowly stripping off his white shirt and throwing it next to them onto the couch. The raven smiled in victory, shamelessly checking the younger's back out. 

   His breath fanned over the taller's neck, giving Hyunjin an idea of what he was doing. Softly at first, Chan bit down on the other's skin, before leaving kisses all over his neck and jaw. He grabbed the younger by his chin, moving his face to the side to get better access—right when he let out a moan.