Put the Pieces Back Together|| MINSUNG

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The intensity of the ride to the hotel made the first night at the hotel that much more. By the time they threw their bags down, Jisung pinned Minho against whatever smooth surface they had available. Jisung had never seen Minho be such a menace. Yet, he loved every minute. Jisung took his time with him. He broke him down until he was a blubbering mess, crying and begging for more.

Cleaning up and having a bath, Minho had a difficult time standing. Jisung felt a pang in his chest, but with Minho's reassurance, it diminished. Minho caressed his face, telling him that was what he'd wanted. Jisung cared for his hyung, ordering room service that night. Snuggling, Jisung was surprised when Minho started kissing down his neck.  

Ending their night with another round, however, this time was much sweeter. Gentler. There was no rush, no need that was driving them. Pure want to pleasure one another. Jisung offered himself to Minho, not wanting his hyung completely ruined. Even if he did protest it. Minho took his time worshipping his body, showing how much he appreciated him.

They woke the next day, the sheets strewn. Jisung moved to cuddle Minho, who had flopped around in his sleep. The younger male moved to spoon him. He was surprised when his little spoon continuously rubbed against him. Jisung heard the faint giggle. That giggle that sent blood pooling to his member every damn time. 

"I thought you were going to be gentle," Jisung whispered into his ear, nibbling it while he was there.

Letting out a soft moan, "That's the nice thing about morning sex. You gave it to me rough last night. Now be a sweetheart and make love to me."

"Fuck, kitten." 

"Please, jagi?" 

Jisung nodded. They were weak for the other's pleas. Especially at this time of the morning, "Fuck, yes. Minho, I'll give you anything if you keep sounding like that." 

"Make love to me, my beautiful boy." Minho had turned, inhaling deeply. He could see the lust behind Jisung's bold eyes.

Their lips met together, that halfway point. Soft and gentle, their lips danced together in perfect harmony. Just as Jiusng said, he gave Minho everything he wanted and more. Marking his skin, knowing that some of the marks could be seen. But he didn't care. He was tired of caring, wanting to show the world that Minho was his. 

"Sungie, you got a little carried away this morning," Minho's voice echoed from their ensuite.

Waddling to the bathroom, "I don't think so." holding his eye contact

Moving over to him, Minho pointed out the different marks on his neck. "Four that aren't hidden by my shirts. Then the others are too dark for me to cover."  

"So don't cover them," Jisung suggested, holding his ground.

"Jagi, you know that I have to do something." Minho fussed

"I'm tired of hiding what's mine. I'm tired of people coming on to you! While you pretend to like it. I want you and everyone to know that you're mine."

"Our lives- we just put the pieces back together. You want to disassemble them again?" Minho stood his ground

"Fuck the pieces! Fuck the music industry! I just- damn it, Minho. I'm tired of hiding. Pretending. Pretending that you are just my best friend that I go places with. I- can you think about it? We won't do anything about it until we speak with the manager, but think about it. If you don't feel comfortable with it. We won't." Starting strong, however, he waivered at the end, noticing the fear that was evident in his boyfriend's eyes

Losing their ground, they walked to meet in the middle. Gripping to each other, holding fast to one another.  "I want all of that too. Don't think for a second I don't, okay? That is a huge step. It won't just affect us. It'll affect us and our family. Hell, our biological family will be affected." 

"But we have their support. We're coming up for renewals in half a year anyway. We could figure it all out. Go out on our own!" 

He smiled softly, leaning back so he could reach those beautiful cheeks. Minho caressed them with the tender love they deserved. "You've been losing sleep over this, haven't you?" 

Jisung began to answer one way before sighing and bobbing his head, "I just. I just want you. To show off my beautiful boyfriend, who is a menace. But, I can say he is my menace."

"I am and always will be yours, Sungie."

"I love you so much, Minho."

Connecting their foreheads, "And I love you, Jisung. If we have to disassemble all the pieces, so be it. We'll do it together."

"Of course, why wouldn't we? We do everything else together..." Grinning, bubbling at the prospect

Minho let a chuckle fall from his lips, shaking his head. But, he felt a familiar warmth wash over him. One that only Jisung seemed to bring out, Minho pecked his forehead. "This time, you're going to buy me a scarf. All because of the things we've done together." 

The pair couldn't help but giggle together. "Fine. One day, you'll be able to show my marks off. Holding your head high."

"Oh, bugs. I'll hold my head high. The scarf won't cover them all. Maybe all but two. You better be ready for whatever reports come out. We'll probably be requested home."

Smirking, "Then we better not stay out all day. We have to get time for us in."

Patting Jisung's ass, "Get going, my horny boy." 

"You're just as horny!" Teasing him by cupping his half-hardened member. Jisung rushed out of the bathroom and out of the room. He could hear Minho's laughter as he left. That brought a smile to his face. He knew they might not have all the time, but they would make the most of it. 

At that prospect, it made everything that could come easier to handle. Knowing they were in this together. Just talking to his boyfriend, the quokka felt the relief lift off his shoulder. If only slightly. It was enough to enjoy their little getaway.

Having a great time on their getaway! hope you have a fantastic weekend! thanks for reading! until next time ~DQ 😏