Play it || Seungchan

8. "Distraction"

Those fucking gray sweat pants. He just had to wear those type of pants. It already got on Seungmin's nerves how little he could concentrate on practice and how much his leader's crotch came into view any time he looked in the big mirror in front of them.

Because of all of that Seungmin's septs became sloppy, unsynchronised with the rest. Chan came to his rescue each and every time, correcting his position, moving his arms and legs to sit in the right position. But to be truthful, Seungmin's mind wasn't on correcting his mistakes, it was on how Chan's hands moved along his body, touching him and feeling him up.

Blood rushed down to his cock in no time. He wasn't the one to blame when the older member was his biggest distraction. Although Seungmin was trying to point it out to Chan how horny he was becoming, for the first times Chan wasn't picking up on
Seungmin's hints. He was so focused on finishing the choreography perfectly that the needs lf the younger didn't cross his mind not once.

They've been practicing for hours on end, the music still blasting into the practice room, Seungmin finally managed to somehow calm his mind down and in the end, as he made one last good take of the choreo and the rest were out, beaten from the exhaustive routine.

As he was getting ready to leave for the day with the rest he was stopped by Chan.

"Stay for a little more." he seemed scarier than usual. It was like their pre-debut days all over again.

However, Seungmin wasn't in for a scolding by his leader, he was waited by a worried but warm Chan.

"What's wrong, Seung? You haven't been acting like yourself at all today, missing steps, getting the choreography all wrong."

Seungmin's heart fluttered at how sweet and caring Chan was with him. Chan was always the sweetest in their most intimate moments, and not only then, he always made sure Seungmin was feeling alright and well. What could he simply do when the older acted so lovingly with him all the damn time? But right then he had a bigger problem to resolve, his unbearable growth in his pants.

Seungmin starred into Chan's eyes, those brown pure eyes, they hold so much behind them, so many emotions mixed and hidden away. Chan knows how to read people they are an open book, so Seungmin didn't understand why it took him so long to pick up on his "problem".

"It's you." Seungmin murmured.

"What?" Chan was taken aback, he didn't make Seungmin uncomfortable by any means did he?

"It's you and your stupid gray pants." it was enough for Seungmin, it felt so embarrassing having to spell it out when Chan was actually clueless. It was different when he was demanded to say exactly what he ment, but in that moment it was torture for his self respect.

Chan still hadn't picked up on it yet, "Seungmin what do you mean by this? You're making me worried."

"For fuck's sake! I couldn't concentrate at all because all I could see was the outline of your di k through that pair of stupid pants!" he was frustrated he had to say it word for word to Chan, and at the same time he knew he just boosted Chan's ego even higher than it was before.

"So I made you horny." he smirked.

"...Yes." Seungmin had enough.
Chan took a second, looked at Seungmin and then took him by his hips. Chan's surprise moves always startled Seungmin a little before going along the older's wish.

Chan guided him to the sofa in the back of the practice room to sit him down on his lap.

"What are doing? Won't the cameras see us?" jumped Seungmin, he didn't know what went through Chan's head in that moment.

"Stay still, they won't care if they think we're only making out." Chan stretched to get his hoodie that was thrown earlier on the sofa.

"What do you mean by only making out? Chan the fuck do you think you're doing?"

"Put this on." Chan handed Seungmin the hoodie, more like he started to dress him with it.

"For what? Answer me, you dick." Seungmin asked as the hoodie was now covering his body.

"Realx, Seung, the hoodie's big enough so no one can see what's happening." Chan still hadn't given Seungmin the answer he was looking for. Seungmin didn't understand where Chan was trying to get to until a pair of hands slid down his pants underneath the hoodie on top.

"I told you to relax." Chan connected their mouths, just like he intended, to make it look like they were only making out.

Seungmin embraced Chan, holding him close enough for their bodies to feel eachother. Chan's hand was now stroking Seungmin's erection, with small pleasure sounds coming out the younger's mouth into the older's. It was a hot sloppy mess in their mouths.

Hopefully Chan's hand couldn't be spotted by the cameras, otherwise anyone coukd notice the way it moved up and down, even with his other hand placed on Seungmin's lower back.

It would be indeed a weird sight form an outsider's perspective but in the two of them were in their own little bubble, nobody could ruin anything they had. It was special.

After Chan made sure Seungmin finished and felt truly satisfied with everything they still hung out a little in the studio.

"Valentine's Day is approaching." Chan pointed out while he was looking over future schedules. He was all cuddled up in Seungmin's arms.

"That's nice." Seungmin replied, not hoping for much from that special day created for couples. He hoped someone would ask him to be his Valentine, to go on dates with and do all that cringy romantic stuff, but it was hard to find the one. Although deep inside, with Chan in is arms in that moment he hoped that a special someone would ask him that question.

"Wanna do something together?" Chan asked, surprising Seungmin.

"Like what?"
"You just have to agree and then let me prepare something special." Chan turned around to face Seungmin and boop his nose as he finished the sentence.

"Yeah, sure."

Seungmin's heart was doing backflips.

Was he really getting all worked up from this? He never intended to take this relationship he and Chan had this far, but look where it was going now.