Just Sex - Minsung

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Jisung startled awake to a bad dream. He rubbed his eyes and looked beside him, only to see it wasn't just a bad dream.

"What the fuck!?" He screamed, pushing Minho off his bed and onto the floor.

"What?" Minho groaned, rubbing his ass that was now in pain from the impact.

"What the fuck did you do to me?" Jisung shouted, trying to cover his naked body with the blankets. Minho, having just woken up, looked at his surroundings, then his naked body, and also screamed.

"What the fuck happened?" Minho shouted. They were both at a loss for words. How did they start at a party in Felix's dorm and end up naked in the same bed!?

"How drunk were we? Oh my god.." Jisung asked while he attempted to get out of bed and put on clothes. But the pain in his ass prevented him from doing so, and he resorted to covering himself again.

"What even happened?" Minho asked while he got up from the cold floor to brush off his bare ass, and proceeded to put on clean clothes.

"At least I didn't bottom," Minho teased. Jisung rolled his eyes and turned away. "You're so sore you can't even sit up! I'm guessing I did pretty well." Minho flipped his not existent hair and sassily walked out of the room.

Jisung stared at the ceiling, not knowing what to do or what to think or what to say. He just had sex with his enemy!? And even though he was shit drunk, he knows he enjoyed it.

He groaned and rolled himself out of bed, shivering at the cold breeze that stung his naked body. Looking in the mirror, he noticed many hickeys and teeth marks along his body, and his ass was practically purple.

Carefully, he slipped on a loose pair of shorts and a large hoodie and walked out to the kitchen, where Minho was somehow sexily drinking a glass of water. His veins were popping out of his hands and his adams apple was moving up and down with each gulp.

'Those hands!? No wonder there are bruises on my ass.' Jisung thought. He was snapped out of his trance by Minho waving his hands in front of his eyes.

"Friends with benefits?" Jisung blurted out, slapping a hand over his mouth after he realized what he said. Minho just laughed.

"You liked it that much?" Minho teased, booping Jisung's nose. The younger swatted his hand away and rolled his eyes.

"I didn't mean to say that." The younger mumbled.

"But you know you want it." Minho's demeanor changed from bubbly to serious in a matter of seconds, his stare scaring Jisung a bit.

"How would you know that?" Jisung questioned, poking at Minho's stomach.

"Last night, you kept begging for more... Minho, harder~! More, Minho!" Minho mocked Jisung, who punched his chest and turned around so he wouldn't have to look at Minho's annoying face anymore.

"So.." Minho started, "Friends with benefits?"

"..Deal."

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