heehoon smut-shots

heehoon ¡ paper boy

★this is a smut from my book "paper boy" ¡
★Top Heeseung; Bottom Sunghoon¡
★4052 words ¡

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As they stood in the quiet corner, Minho fixed Heeseung with a penetrating stare, not willing to let the topic drop. "Heeseung," he said more forcefully,
"I asked you a question. What is your relationship with Sunghoon?"

Heeseung hesitated, the tension thick in the air.

Minho's gaze was unwavering, demanding an answer.

Finally, Heeseung took a deep breath and met Minho's eyes.
"Sunghoon and I are together. We're a couple."

Minho closed his eyes briefly, as if trying to absorb the impact of Heeseung's words.

When he opened them again, there was a mix of frustration and realization.
"So you're that friend he had at the farm... I should've known."

Heeseung felt a surge of confidence.

He wasn't going to let Minho belittle him.

He straightened his shoulders, ready to defend his place in Sunghoon's life.

Minho's lips curled into a mocking smile. "A farm boy, huh? What makes you think you can handle someone like Sunghoon?"

Heeseung chuckled, unfazed by Minho's attempts to undermine him.

"So what if I'm from a farm?" he said, his voice steady and filled with conviction. "What if I'm not famous or rich? I can give Sunghoon something you never could."

Minho's smile faltered slightly, curiosity mingling with his disdain.
"And what's that?"

"Love," Heeseung replied firmly.
"Real, genuine love. I care about him for who he is, not for his status or his wealth. I understand him, and I support him in ways that matter. I can offer him honesty, loyalty, and a relationship built on something real."

Minho took a deep breath, his voice taking on a sharp edge.
"Heeseung, I want to be clear with you. I don't think you're the right man for Sunghoon. He doesn't like to be controlled, and he has always been drawn to men who are confident and... good in bed."

Heeseung's eyes narrowed slightly, but he remained composed.

His mind raced with thoughts of Sunghoon and the undeniable connection they shared.

He refused to let Minho's words shake his confidence.

Taking a step closer, Heeseung leaned down, his eyes locking onto Minho's with an unwavering gaze.

A small, knowing smile played at the corners of his lips.
"Don't worry, Minho," he said softly, his voice laced with calm assurance. "Sunghoon gets whatever he wants, no matter the time or place."

Minho's eyebrows shot up in shock, taken aback by Heeseung's unexpected response.

There was a confidence in Heeseung's demeanor that was hard to contest, a quiet strength that spoke volumes.

For a moment, Minho was at a loss for words.

The sheer conviction in Heeseung's voice, coupled with his unwavering gaze, left Minho feeling outmatched.

Heeseung's calm composure was a stark contrast to his own frustration, and it was clear that he hadn't anticipated such a confident reply.

"You.." Minho began, but the words faltered on his lips.

Heeseung's confidence was disarming, making it difficult for Minho to continue his tirade.

Heeseung straightened, maintaining his steady gaze.
"Sunghoon and I understand each other. I know what he needs, and I trust him. Maybe it's time you did the same."