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It was one of those rare days when you and Seungmin had the dorm to yourselves. Privacy was a luxury neither of you could often afford, with both your own dorm and his constantly buzzing with the presence of your bandmates. The need for seclusion had even driven you to book hotel rooms after date nights, just to steal a few moments alone. But tonight was different—tonight, it was just the two of you.
You were curled up together on the couch, a movie playing on the TV that neither of you was really watching. Your focus was entirely on Seungmin, who sat beside you with his hand resting comfortably under your shirt, tracing lazy patterns on your waist. Each touch sent a shiver through you, the warmth of his hand on your skin setting your nerves alight.
You turned towards him slightly, catching his eye. He raised an eyebrow at you, a playful grin tugging at the corner of his lips. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked, amusement lacing his voice.
You bit your lip, your thoughts racing ahead of you. "When are the boys coming back?" you asked, your tone casual but your meaning clear.
"Not before midnight, I think," Seungmin replied, his grin widening as he caught on to what you were implying. "Why do you ask? Got something in mind?"
You smirked, shifting to straddle his lap, your arms draping around his neck as you leaned in closer. "No... nothing in particular. Just thinking..." you trailed off, your voice dropping to a whisper as you felt the heat between you both rise. "That we're alone for once."
Seungmin's hands found your waist, pulling you closer as his smirk deepened. "Just thinking, huh?" he murmured, his voice low and teasing.
You nodded, your fingers tracing a path down his chest. "And we've got two whole hours..."
His hands slid up your back under your shirt, his touch sending a pleasant shiver down your spine. "Plenty of time," he whispered back, his lips brushing against yours.
The kiss that followed was soft at first, but it quickly deepened, turning into something more heated and urgent. The quiet of the dorm amplified every sound—the rustle of clothing, the soft gasps and moans as your bodies pressed closer together. The tension that had been simmering between you all evening finally reached a boiling point, and you both lost yourselves in the intensity of the moment.
Eventually, you ended up in Seungmin's room, where the passion of the living room was taken to new heights.
As the heat between you both grew, Seungmin's lips trailed down your neck, sending sparks through your body with each kiss. You tugged at the hem of his shirt, your fingers desperate to feel his skin beneath your touch. He paused, only long enough to pull it over his head, revealing the lean muscles you had traced countless times before.
Your lips met again, more fervent now, hands roaming as though they couldn't get enough. The soft brush of your skin against his was electric, each kiss and breath filled with the unspoken desire that had been building between you. Your heartbeat echoed in your ears, every touch deepening your need to be closer, to feel more.
