Eight Shots || Stray Kids Oneshots

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭 - 2Min 'Beautiful Tears'

𝕋𝕠𝕡 = Minho
𝔹𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕠𝕞 = Seungmin
ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕩𝕥 = Seungmin comes home after a bad day and Minho finds him crying. Minho hates seeing his boyfriend sad and wants to distract him to make him feel better but he also can't help but find Seungmin the most beautiful when he cries.
𝔽𝕠𝕣 = Anonymous
𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 = dacryphilia (aroused by tears or sobbing), pain kink, spanking, hickeys, grinding, protection, body worship, lots of praise

♡ Spice Shot ♡

"Beautiful Tears"

Minho had just taken a shower when he heard the bedroom door slam closed. It made him wince for a second as he threw on a pair of shorts and pulled on a shirt. He walked out of the bathroom to see Seungmin tossing his jacket across the room. He fell down on the bed to sit on the edge with his hands covering his face. Minho could hear small sniffles and saw how his boyfriend's shoulders moved up and down. He was crying. It made something stir in the pit of Minho's stomach.

"Min, what happened?"

"N-Nothing," Seungmin stuttered.

Minho closed the distance between them and knelt in front of the younger. He gently took Seungmin's hands in his and pulled them away to reveal his beautiful face. So fucking gorgeous. His brown eyes shone as tears spilled from them and rolled down his flushed cheeks. His lips pouted as he blinked at Minho.

"Something happened," Minho stated. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Seungmin shook his head.

"N-No."

It killed Minho to see his boyfriend so upset. He wanted to know the reason for it and wanted to make it disappear forever. Seungmin was too precious to cry because of ill intent. He deserved the world, he deserved everything and Minho tried every day just to be worthy of the younger.

"What have I told you before? No one can make you cry except for me," Minho whispered. "Only I can make you cry."

"Hyung," Seungmin cried.

He scooted closer to the older until there was a good chance he could fall right off the bed. He gripped Minho's shirt with small fists. Minho brought his hand up and brushed the strands of Seungmin's brown hair out of his eyes.

"What is it?"

"Make it go away," Seungmin begged. "I-I don't want to talk about it. M-Make me f-forget about it."

"Shhh," Minho hushed him. "If you're a good boy for hyung, I'll make you forget everything but my touch."

Seungmin whimpered softly.

"Hm?"

"Yes, p-please."

"Okay, then I'll make you forget," Minho promised, leaning forward and kissing Seungmin's forehead softly. "Pain level?"

"Five."

"Are you sure?" Minho asked, pulling away and checking the younger's face.

Seungmin nodded hurriedly.

"Get on the bed properly and wait here," Minho instructed. 

He put his hands on his knees and stood up to his original height as he watched Seungmin blink up at him. His tears still collecting in his eyes as a few more rolled down his damp cheeks. So beautiful. Minho wanted to forget about leaving the room at the sight and instead kiss Seungmin senseless but he fought against it. Before doing what he wanted, he needed to distract the crying boy and make him feel good. He needed to only think of Minho, a mixture of pleasure and pain, and forget everything that wasn't Minho.