Stray Kids Oneshots Collection (Smut & Fluff)

45 ¦ Closer than that

Warning: This chapter contains sexual/adult content

Ship: Hyunjin / Seungmin

Words: 5,226

Summary: He is not able to speak further as he sees Seungmin in person standing before him. Only in a bathrobe. "I showered", he states, in a calm tone. His left shoulder is leaning against the door frame, his tanned skin reflecting well against the sunlight.

"You showered." Huynjin repeats, still holding the pack of chips unsurely in his hands. Seungmin nods. Hyunjin feels weak.

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So. This is very embarrassing to admit. But Hyunjin has been losing his mind since he started dating Seungmin.

In like a positive way, but it has become almost problematic to him.

"..so then I told her, she could just simply do it all by herself, and guess what! She threw a tantrum. A tantrum! I swear to god that kid is spoiled as fuck. Hyunjin? Hyung were you even listening to me?"

If he was listening to him? Oh not at all. If he should admit it? Maybe, but he'll only get a scolding from him.

Hyunjin clears his throat as he gazes away from where as been staring. Seungmin is now crossing his arms over his chest, holding a knife in his right and a piece of an apple in his left. It's summer, so of course he is standing before him shirtless. Which also means, he is wearing booty shorts. Hyunjin has no idea why he doesn't wear normal ones, instead wears those that don't even reach his thighs. Also, he doesn't know where to look.

"Baby I'm sorry", he sighs, running a hand through his hair. He is already sweating, even though he showered only an hour ago. He rolls up the sleeves of his shirt. "You were saying something about kindergarten, right?"

"I was talking about Jinae. My sister is way over the age to be in kindergarten".

Hyunjin presses his lips together and nods. Alright, he should really get a grip. "Well, okay. I'm, listening. You just- ah forget it. Please tell me again what she did to you".

Seungmin huffs and turns back around to face the kitchen counter. He continues to slice apples and peaches, as he restarts his story. This time Hyunjin listens to all of it attentively (he closed his eyes).

"Well she definitely has a sprinkle of anger issues", Hyunjin comments after he has finished talking, and opens his eyes again. Seungmin agrees relieved and walks over to wash his hands.

Hyunjin does the same, but wraps instead his arms around his waist, nuzzling his face between the juncture of his neck and shoulders. "You're so cute when you're angry" he coos, Seungmin giggles. He wiggles a little with his butt, trying to get rid of him, but Hyunjin is holding himself pretty well.

Well, until the friction of Hyunjin's crotch against his ass causes another effect than initiated, sending warm sparks south. Hyunjin exhales through his nose, already feeling embarrassed about how this moment has turned out. He indeed steps back, panically bringing his arms to the front. He feels like a highschooler, who doesn't know how to feel when his body has a normal reaction.

Seungmin doesn't pick up any of that, just continues to chuckle and dry his hands. Perfect timing is, when the doorbell rings. Also perfect for Hyunjin to fix himself.