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Ship: Minsung
Top: Minho Bottom: Jisung
Summary:
They were finally done with their busy schedule and were given a whole two weeks of holidays.
⚠︎ Soft and Intense ⚠︎
╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮
The members had finally left the dorm to visit their families. Minho and Han were alone together with two weeks of free time ahead of them. The silence settled in the room as they both leaned against opposite sides of the room, their backs facing each other.
It was like a silent game of cat and mouse, where they kept their distance but kept throwing looks at each other, subtly teasing grins and glances here and there. The tension was mounting, but neither one wanted to break the silence and make the first move.
"Hyung aren't you going home?" Han broke the silence as he finally turned back to look at Minho. "Hmm.. I was thinking about spending holidays with my dear boyfriend instead," Minho teased as he walked towards Han.
His gaze fixed on him the whole time. Han could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his breaths growing quicker and stronger with every moment. The moment the distance between them was broken, the tension had already skyrocketed.
This was the tipping point, and Minho was clearly not going to deny himself this opportunity.
"So did you miss me?" Minho asked as he pressed his body against Han's, his voice low and husky. Han could feel the heat radiating off Minho's body, sending shivers down his spine. He swallowed hard, trying to regain his composure, but Minho's proximity was overwhelming.
"I...I..." Han stuttered, his mind racing as he struggled to form coherent words. Minho's lips were dangerously close, and Han could feel the tension crackling between them like electricity.
Before Han could respond, Minho closed the gap between them, capturing Han's lips in a heated kiss. It was like a dam breaking, releasing all the pent-up desire and longing they had been harboring. Han melted into the kiss, his hands finding their way to Minho's waist as they both surrendered to the moment.
The kiss was intense and passionate, and Han's heart was beating so fast, he could feel it in his ears. He wanted to pull Minho as close as possible, feeling every inch of his body against his own. Minho's hands ran down Han's back, gripping his hips tight. The heat rising between them was palpable, and the desire and pleasure only made the moment more vivid and intense. Han let out a small sigh, their lips finally parting for just a moment. Minho looked at Han curiously, his breath still shallow and sharp.
