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Story 5 (pt.2)

Lee gripped onto his steering wheel and tried to take the lead again, but it was no use. The pink car was slowly moving ahead. The two swooshed over the finish line, gradually dropping down the speed. Minho did his signature drift-and-stop, getting out of the car after. He looked at how the younger smiled and waved at the cheering people. The big screens overplayed the ending several times from different angles. All the drivers just shook their hands, posed a little, letting the fans take pictures, and then drove their cars to the garage.

Was the man disappointed? He was raging inside. He had lost only a few times, this being one of them, and it was to the rookie guy, that came here for the first time.
"What will Hyunjin say about the bet?"
The racer thought walking through the corridor to his changing room. But then, he overheard some voices, and it seemed like they were arguing. He walked faster, to check what was happening. He clenched his fists, as he saw, that it was a security guard arguing with Jisung. He just stood there for a good minute, thinking what he should do. And when the man had immobilised Han, he finally decided to interfere. Minho stepped closer to them, putting his hands around the boy and said:
-Let him go, Changbin. He is here with me.
The guy quickly loosened his grip and nodded, letting the pair walk away.

-What happened?, - the older started.
-I'm not sure.. He said, that if I don't have a pass, then I shouldn't be here. I guess Hyunjin needed to introduce me to everyone first...
-It's a good thing I was passing by, you would've been kicked out by now.
-Yeah... Thank you very much, - the younger bowed and smiled, a blush appearing on his face.
-You are welcome.

They had reached Minho's change room, and the latter invited Han to join him for a small break. The man opened the door, holding it for the other, then walked in himself. It was a tidy small room with a couch, a tiny wardrobe, a mirror and a table with various snacks and drinks.

-You want something?
-Yeah. I want you, - the smaller giggled, dropping on the couch.
Lee ignored that, passing him a can of coke.

-You did great today, Minho, what a shame I did better.
-Stop that, Jisung.
The boy was teasing the racer on purpose, he loved the sight of him losing his temper.
Han stood up and walked towards the older. He slid his hand down the man's spine.
-No need to be mad, I'm not trying to steal your fans or your fame, I'm just trying to steal your heart.

Unexpectedly, Minho turned around, pushing the younger slightly, so that the one would hit his back on the wall. He pinned Jisung to the wall, standing super close to him. The smaller's breath became ragged.
- I told you to stop, Jisung-ah, - his voice got deeper and more powerful.

The boy smirked, a sly plan forming in his head.
-I would prefer to hear a "don't stop" from you better.
-Why are you acting this way?
-Because.
He wrapped his hands around Lee's neck, pulling him closer for a kiss and connecting their lips. Minho was taken aback with such a move.
-What are you-, the man backed away, being confused.
-Shut up.
Han pulled him back, kissing him again, now not letting the taller move back, but the one didn't even try actually.
It was so soft, that the older felt his anger disappearing. He bit Jisung's lip, receiving a whimper from him. That gave him a chance to slide his tongue into the other's mouth. It felt so good. Both were melting, slowly moving their lips. The kiss now was wet and sloppy, the sounds filling the room. There was almost no space left between them and no air left in their lungs. They separated breathing heavily.

-I was so right, when I said you'll turn out a great kisser, - the boy smiled, looking up at the one in front.
-I was so right, when I didn't back off, - the other smiled back at him, coming close once again.

This continued for another few minutes, until a loud knock on the door was heard. The pair pulled away, their eyes wide. Jisung put a finger to his lips, gesturing to be quiet.

-Minho-hyung!!
-네? (Yes?)
-Have you seen Han?? I can't find him anywhere.

The older shifted his eyes from the door back to the little. The latter shook his head violently.
-아니요 (no), I don't know where he is.
-Okay.. Mind helping me find him??
-Uh... A little later maybe, I'm... a bit busy right now.
-Ew... what could you be busy with in your changing room? Hope you didn't bring some girl in there to get over your defeat.
-Hyunjin. Go mind your business and stop your dirty mind.

You could hear the laughter outside and steps going away. The younger chuckled a little, holding a hand on his mouth. Minho tried to look strictly at him, but couldn't help but laugh at the sight. He pulled the hand, kissing the smile off of his face. They kept giggling, giving occasional pecks to each other. The hot atmosphere disappeared for a second, until their eyes met. The eye contact was thick and strong. At last Jisung gave in, restarting the make out session. He stepped forward, but was pushed back by the older. The man's hands slipped down to the boy's waist, pulling him closer, making him arch. Han held tightly onto the racer's shoulders. Minho picked up the smaller, walking to the couch. He put him down, hovering on top. The younger felt his stomach flip, when the man left a kiss on his neck. He could barely hold a moan in. The older smiled.
-You like that, huh? Will you be able to keep it down for me?
-Mhm..
-Use your words, Hannie.
-Yes..
-Good then.
Minho kept on playing with Jisung's neck, the latter trying hard to keep quiet. Both felt a knot tying in their lower abdomen. A hard choice formed: doing the dirty in here or suppressing themselves?
-Min... please, - the boy said, hiding his face.
-Where did all the confidence go?, - the other chuckled.
-I'll be a good boy... just please.
-It's only been a few hours since we've met and you're already submitting?

The dialogue was interrupted by a phone ringing. The older pulled it out of his pocket, looking at the screen.

Hyunjin-ah🥟
-I know you and Jisung are in your room
-Get yourselves dressed up and come
-The party's starting soon
ㅋㅋㅋ

Han was getting impatient, he whined, pulling Minho by his arm. The man didn't know what to answer to both of the people.
-What's there?
-Hyunjin told us to come to the party already
-Yaa-ah, can't you just ignore that....?
-He said he knows, that we're in my changing room together, so he will most likely come looking for us.

Jisung whined again, pouting at the top. Minho put his phone away, sat up straight and pulled the younger up, smiling at how he is making a sad face. After several seconds, the little couldn't hold anymore and smiled too, coming closer to the older to kiss him one last time, before the man stood up and helped him do the same. They quickly cleaned themselves up. Lee opened the door, letting the smaller out, when he got another text.

Hyunjin-ah🥟
-Don't forget that you still have a dare to do and a date to go to ㅋㅋㅋ
-Watch some kissing tutorials, hyung🫦💋

Minho looked at that, laughing and rolling his eyes. He then ran to catch up to the boy, thinking:
"What's the point in learning theory, when you are already putting it into practice?"

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Well, this is part two of the story!
Hoping it's not too rushed and not poor quality🥹
Please, show some activeness, so I could understand what you prefer!💟
I love you all!🎀