Suuuper duper short filler chapter
It's a vibe; 2 Chainz, Ty Dolla sign, Trey Songs, Jhené Aiko (1:10)
"You know, maybe I slashed your tyres because I wanted to give you something else to ride."
Jisung spoke provocatively, more than ready to watch Minho slowly come undone in anger and frustration once again. I guess you can tell by now that, Jisung indeed loves an angry Minho. What dangerous waters Jisung chose to test.
"You know you will always be the one impaled on my dick Jisung. It will never be the other way around. Ever."
Jisung giggled in reply. Minho was right. That was the way he liked it, having something inside him, keeping him filled to the brim as he squirmed at the pain of the stretch. Jisung only said what he said to get Minho riled up.
Jisung glanced over at the clock on Minho's bedside table, sighing contentedly when he noticed it was now late morning.
After they had released their frustration earlier that morning, sexual frustration that is, Minho had brought Jisung back to his room and cleaned the both of them up with a wet cloth. Jisung silent and pliant the entire time, mainly because he was more than exhausted. Minho had even made Jisung take a couple bites of fruits and down a cup of water before the two of them fell victim to Minho's soft mattress. The takeout they bought previously completed forgotten, being left to rot on Minho's kitchen countertop.
They were still tangled up with each other lying on Minho's bed, unable to tell where Minho ended and Jisung started because their limbs were all over one another, keeping them unbelievably close. It was unsaid but they were glad that there wasn't any awkwardness in the air. That was the part Jisung was most worried about. He didn't want this to be a one night stand kind of thing. He was actually interested in knowing Minho better, it just so happened that they had sex before their first date.
"Did you have any plans today, pretty darling?"
Minho questioned Jisung, stroking his hand through his slightly tangled hair.
Oh lord did Minho just poke a sleeping bear with that question.
"OH MY GOD. MY FRIENDS."
Ah so Jisung was indeed forgetting something.
Jisung kicked his legs up in a hurry as he rushed to get up, completely ignoring the fact that he was still completely naked, his hose dangling in all its glory. He grabbed his phone that laid on the bedside table and immediately went to read his messages.
In which, he had none.
Nothing.
Nada.
No one texted him.
Not Jeongin, not Seungmin and most importantly, not Chan.
"What the fuck? Where are they? Did they forget about me? Or are they celebrating that I'm gone?"
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Fanfiction[Minsung, Seungjin, Jeonglix, Chanbin] "Is what's between us real?" "Do you want it to be?" 4 newly grads. 4 street racers. 1 unfortunate dare that strings their lives together whether they like it or not. sexual content, illegal activities, cross...
