two faced - SEUNGIN

four

They giggle and quickly take off their shoes. Jeongin throws his arms around Seungmin's shoulders, getting a good kiss out of him.

Jeongin strokes his cheekbones, "Hey, we should do it, it's been a long time."

"Can you take it?" Seungmin grins, he tilts his head to kiss Jeongin better. He reluctantly pulls away.

"Maybe, if you don't fuck me like you hate my guts." Jeongin thinks about how it would feel, his face twisting into things that Seungmin doesn't... want to hear.

"But what if that's what I want to do?" Seungmin's lips have an automatic pout, he tugs at Jeongin's collar, lightly kissing and biting at his neck. Jeongin gasps, his head tilting backward a bit.

"Well... ugh! Hyung..." Jeongin whines, pushing Seungmin's face out of the way.

"What? I thought you wanted to do it." Seungmin sticks his tongue out, and Jeongin sighs.

"Fine, fuck me like you hate my guts," Jeongin admits, his face flushes pink. And all Seungmin does is a snarky smile.

-

Jeongin gasps for air, his hand balling into a fist, "Go slower! Hyung—" his face shoved into a pillow.

Seungmin acted like he didn't hear it, mercilessly moving his hips back and forth. Jeongin cries out, moaning into the pillow.

"What was that?" Seungmin leaned over, now their face to face.

"Slow down, Seungmin." Jeongin looks at him, he bats his teary lashes, making Seungmin kiss him like he's never going to see him again. A suffocating kiss, where Seungmin is all in him, tongue grazing to the back of his mouth, teeth carelessly crashing against each other. Jeongin moans, tugging Seungmin down for more.

"Fuck, do you know what you do to me Jeongin?" Seungmin holds tight onto Jeongin's hips, making sure his fingerprints will stay till tomorrow.

Jeongin shakes his head, "Mm.. no, I don't what do I do?" He turns to look at him.

"You drive me fucking insane." Seungmin plunges his dick further, making Jeongin practically yell, telling him he's too deep. Seungmin slowly pulls out and thrusts back in quickly enough to make Jeongin's mind burst with sensation.

Jeongin yelps as Seungmin turns him around into a missionary position while still inside him.

"Shit– you could at least tell me!" Jeongin throws his head back, the new position making him feel new things. Jeongin's legs tense, and realize how deep Seungmin is. Jeongin's breath can't catch up, his hand is against Seungmin's stomach.

"You asked for it." Seungmin intertwined their hands and pressed them above his head.

"Ugh– I know, it's just, it's too much." Jeongin gasps as Seungmin lifts his hips to go in more.

"Yeah, I know, but it's just you feel so good." Seungmin's smirk made Jeongin's brain mentally fog, and Jeongin's jaw hung low moaning Seungmin's name like he was a prayer.

Jeongin's hands clench harder against Seungmin's, his moans getting caught in his voice.

"Are you close?" Seungmin asks, his stare is degrading, yet sexy, it's so confusing to Jeongin. He nods his head, his lips parted, and Seungmin is lost in his blissed-out face as he comes. White streaks climb up to his chest, his orgasm inducing. Seungmin bit his lower lip, flipping up his bangs out of his face. And Jeongin's body flinches from his moving.

"Hyung! I just came, stop it–"

"But I didn't." Seungmin pulls out, he uses his hand to grind their dicks together and slowly rocked his hips once having his release.

"Huh... I'm beat." Seungmin rolls next to Jeongin. But he has a dead stare of, 'look-at-me'.

"So am I."

Seungmin groaned and rolled around even more, shaking the bed. Jeongin slapped him to stop it and they needed to clean up.

-

Seungmin fingers itch. His whole body itches. He hasn't felt this feeling in a long time. He's between fighting the urge to bend Jeongin over the sink or ripping his hair off.

"I'm gonna go out for a smoke, baby," Seungmin says and walks out to the patio.

"I thought you quit?" Jeongin asks, he dries his hair with a towel and is only in an oversized shirt.

"Yeah, but I don't wanna fuck you for another hour, so my only option right now... is to smoke." Seungmin manages to find a pack and an ashtray.

"What's wrong with fucking me?" Jeongin glared at him, and he followed him outside. It's starting to get colder, so Seungmin scolded Jeongin to put on some pants or a sweater at least.

"It's nothing, I just know you'll be a pissy baby in the morning..." Seungmin's soul slips out his mouth just thinking about it...

"Eh, I guess your right." Jeongin comes back with Seungmin's sweater and some slippers.

"I'm always... right, though?" Seungmin nags Jeongin, but he already has his fist in the air.

"Watch your mouth asshole." Jeongin fake punches Seungmin. He just lightly smiled and pressed his lips against the cigarette.

"Do you want to know why I asked you why you missed your home?" Seungmin didn't look back at Jeongin, but he could feel his perkyness.

"Sure...?" Jeongin rests his head against his arm.

"Well... I know you know this about me but, I just... feel so empty not having a place to call home..." Seungmin is staring down at the people passing by on the sidewalk. "That's why I miss you because you are what I call my home."

Jeongin's cheeks rose, Seungmin didn't need to look at him to check if he was smiling.

"I hope that stays like that forever." Jeongin kisses his arm. But eventually pulled his face to cut to the chase, and kiss him directly.

[A/N: ugh.. they're so cute i hate it😘 this also goes for me too, i have this friend who i thought I was gonna be rlly close with but i ended up drifting further away from her because ... i hated seeing her face..erm and she kinda made me uncomfortable 😛 interpret this however u want because some of your gut feelings will be correct💗]