Favorite Artist|| MingJoong

Chapter 10

Author POV
"What is he rich?" Gyuvin said in shock.

"No, you're just used to being broke." Jun cackled, a small glare from Taesan shutting him up instantly with a small smile on his face.

"What he meant to say is your home is nice." Taesan said, locking the door behind Hyuk.

"Hell yeah it is." Hyuk said softly, in awe of the minimalist aesthetic.

"Spread around we set up some the non perishable snacks, I'll go grab the other ones." Yeosang said, walking to the kitchen.

Everybody looked at Wooyoung who seemed to be mentally undressing Yeosang.

"Goodness Woo, please get a room." Hongjoong groaned, grabbing his pillow that he always and I mean always played with, tattered edges and all.

Hongjoong sat on the floor and Mingi sat on the couch. Taesan sat next to him and Wooyoung watched them pile into a circle.

"Board games there, drinks in the cooler in the kitchen, few in that bucket of ice, chips and dip and pizza rolls right there, and Yeosang here. Enjoy your night." Wooyoung spoke with a small clap at the end before throwing Yeosang over his shoulder, walking away to their bedroom.

"I didn't know he was that strong." Hyuk said.

"I thought he was a bottom." Jun said, giggling at the noise the dip made when Taesan opened it.

"Should we play twister?" Hyuk said, smiling ear to ear when the two competitive people jumped up.

"You're hopeless Vinnie, sit down." Jun said.

Gyuvin held up his large hand and rolled his eyes.

"Talk to it." Gyuvin said, dodging the pillow Taesan tossed at him as Jun got hit the face with it.

Jun pouted and rubbed his face, turning around to see everybody else already around the spinner. He furrowed his eyes in confusion, maybe the pillow had truly made him discombobulated. He sat down and noticed that Hongjoong had moved away from Mingi, discreetly maybe but nothing got passed his eyes.

"Hongjoong, you should go first because you're oldest, don't want your bones to break from sitting too long." Jun joked, Hongjoong smiling as he went to spin the wheel.

Hongjoong spun it and got left hand blue. He bent over and put his hand there, Taesan spun next, right hand yellow he went farthest from Hongjoong, because they had the bigger twister. Jun went next, left foot on blue he put his foot next to Taesan's hand.

"Do you wash your feet?" Taesan complained.

"I do it's because I was wearing your shoes smartass." Jun said, smirking as Taesan went red.

Mingi spun the wheel and got left foot green, Gyuvin went next his right hand on red. The game went on until Hongjoong was fully bent over, holding himself up before he saw where Mingi's right hand was supposed to go. Mingi hovered over him, the position so suggestive, he squatted down a bit so his ass wasn't brushed up against Mingi's crotch, but the more he squatted the more his knees got tired, he extended them and his ass brushed up against Mingi.

Hyuk spun again, calling out orders and smirking at Mingi's position, his left hand was behind his back so he pretended to spin and spoke a command.

"G, left hand blue." Hyuk said, mentally giggling at the deep breath Mingi took, he laid down for a second and his eyes widened.

Hongjoong was hard, visibly hard, like was he even wearing underwear? He decided to lay the other way, propping his head up on his palm while his elbow rested on the couch. He spun again and again. He smirked when Hongjoong's foot had to move up. Hongjoong's ass pushed farther into Mingi's crotch, he could feel himself throbbing in his pants. He dropped down and Mingi chuckled, he almost came on spot. He slid out from between Mingi's legs and he got up. He quickly turned around and excused himself for a drink.

He quickly made his way to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, he heard the bed squeaking upstairs and a loud moan from Yeosang, he tried to block out the noise, they turned him on even more. Just the idea of him taking Yeosang's place as Mingi took Wooyoung's, he gripped his drink and he let out a small breath. His phone buzzed and he pulled it out, Mingi had posted, he turned his phone over on the counter and it went off again, and again, he turned it around and it was Mingi again.

He just silenced his phone and turned around, he saw Mingi there and he jumped back a bit, dropping his phone on the counter.

"My bad, I didn't mean to scare you. Sorry about the game, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." Mingi rambled, he noticed that Hongjoong wasn't looking at him.

He stepped towards him and Hongjoong closed distanced with the corner as Mingi walked forward.

"Can you look at me when you're speaking to me? Did I do something wrong?" Mingi asked.

"No?" Hongjoong questioned, he couldn't handle hearing Mingi'a voice right now.

"Do I make you uncomfortable?" Mingi asked, watching as Hongjoong went to grab his phone, his hand ended up bumping into a fruit basket.

Mingi leaned forward to stop it from tipping over and that's when he felt it, he felt Hongjoong hard as a rock against his leg. Hongjoong wanted to drill a hole into the floor so he could sink into it and hide from the eyes of society for the rest of the day.

"Oh, that's why you can't talk to me, or look at me, or be next to me." Mingi whispered, caging Hongjoong's waist between his arms.

"I turn you on." Mingi said, smirking as Hongjoong's phone lit up and he saw his porn page.

"And you follow my page, how many times have you came to my voice?" Mingi asked.

Hongjoong felt tears well up in his eyes as he looked up at Mingi.

"Hey, it's okay. I didn't mean to intimidate you, it's a better reason for you avoiding me than what everybody else thought." Mingi said, wiping his tear away.

"Stop talking, please." Hongjoong said softly.

"Oh, right. You can't handle my voice." Mingi said cockily.

"Shut up, this is embarrassing." Hongjoong said, pushing past Mingi.

Mingi just smiled, biting his lip after at how good Hongjoong looked when he was embarrassed, even if it was just the way he walked.
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