𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 [ɴᴀʜʏᴜᴄᴋ]

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❝I want to taste you, feel your lips on mine.❞

Haechan's smile widened, his eyes darkening with a mix of surprise and intrigue. ❝You sure about that, Jaem?❞

Jaemin nodded again, his resolve strengthening with every passing second. ❝Yeah, I am.❞

Haechan took one last, deep drag from the vape, then leaned forward. The moment their lips met, Jaemin felt a rush of warmth and sweetness, the taste of strawberry ice mingling with the softness of Haechan's kiss. The flavored smoke flowed from Haechan's mouth into Jaemin's, filling him with a heady mix of desire and contentment.

Time seemed to stop as they kissed, the world narrowing down to just the two of them and the shared, intoxicating experience. They knew they were friends, but Jaemin just couldn't stop himself. The allure of Haechan's lips, the sweet taste of strawberry ice, and the warmth of the moment consumed him entirely.

When they finally pulled apart, they were breathless and wide-eyed. The room felt charged, the air thick with unspoken emotions and the lingering scent of strawberry ice. Both boys were stunned by what they had just done, their minds racing to make sense of the moment.

Jaemin's heart pounded in his chest, each beat echoing the realization that he had crossed a line he never imagined breaching. He glanced at Haechan, whose expression mirrored his own-shock, curiosity, and something deeper, more primal. They had always been close, but this was different. This was more.

Haechan swallowed, his throat dry. He hadn't expected Jaemin's request, but now that it had happened, he couldn't deny the thrill it had sent through him. He licked his lips, still tasting the sweetness of the kiss, and met Jaemin's gaze. There was a question in his eyes, one that Jaemin understood instinctively.

❝Did you... like that?❞ Jaemin asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He needed to know that he wasn't alone in feeling this way, that the kiss had meant something to Haechan too.

Haechan nodded slowly, a small, almost shy smile playing on his lips. ❝Yeah, I did. A lot.❞

Jaemin's breath hitched. He had half-expected Haechan to brush it off as a joke, but the sincerity in his voice was undeniable. He felt a strange mix of relief and excitement, a heady rush that made his skin tingle.

Haechan shifted closer, his confidence returning. ❝So, what do we do now?❞ he asked, his tone light but his eyes serious. ❝Do we pretend this never happened, or...?❞

Jaemin shook his head. ❝I don't think I can pretend it didn't happen,❞ he admitted. ❝I want to do it again.❞

A silence fell between them, heavy with possibility. Haechan's smile grew, a playful glint returning to his eyes. ❝How about we make a deal?❞ he suggested. ❝We can keep doing this, but we don't let it change our friendship. Just... friends with benefits.❞

Jaemin considered the proposal, his mind racing. It made sense, in a way. They both wanted more but didn't want to jeopardize the bond they had built over the years. A friends-with-benefits arrangement could give them the best of both worlds, allowing them to explore these new feelings without the pressure of a relationship.

❝Okay,❞ Jaemin agreed, his voice steady. ❝Friends with benefits. But we have to be honest with each other. If anything changes, if it starts to get complicated, we talk about it.❞

Haechan nodded, extending his hand as if sealing a pact. ❝Deal.❞

Jaemin took his hand, the contact sending a jolt of electricity through him. They held on for a moment, both smiling at the absurdity and excitement of their new agreement.

❝Good,❞ Haechan said, leaning back on the bed, his smile widening. ❝Because I really want to kiss you again.❞

Jaemin laughed, the sound easing the lingering tension. ❝I'm glad we're on the same page.❞

Haechan's playful grin turned more serious, his eyes locking onto Jaemin's. He brought the vape pen to his lips again, inhaling deeply, his eyes never leaving Jaemin's. The sight was mesmerizing, each movement deliberate and filled with intent.

Jaemin felt a shiver run down his spine as he watched Haechan's lips wrap around the vape, the sweet aroma of strawberry ice filling the air. Haechan held the vapor for a moment, letting the anticipation build, before he leaned in close, his lips hovering just inches from Jaemin's.

This time, when Haechan kissed him, it was deeper, more intimate. The flavored smoke flowed from Haechan's mouth into Jaemin's, the sensation intoxicating and heady. Jaemin's hands found their way to Haechan's waist, pulling him closer as the kiss intensified.

Haechan's free hand cupped Jaemin's face, his thumb gently tracing his cheekbone. The kiss was a dance, slow and sensual, each movement deliberate and filled with unspoken desire. The taste of strawberry ice mingled with the warmth of their lips, creating a sensation that left Jaemin wanting more.

Jaemin's fingers curled into the fabric of Haechan's shirt, his body pressing closer, seeking more of the intoxicating connection. Haechan responded in kind, his hand sliding from Jaemin's face to the back of his neck, deepening the kiss further.

Time seemed to lose meaning as they explored each other, the kiss becoming a silent promise of what was to come. When they finally pulled away, both were breathless, their hearts beating in sync, eyes locked in a shared understanding.

Jaemin's voice was soft, barely above a whisper. ❝I think this is going to be addicting.❞

Haechan chuckled, his breath warm against Jaemin's lips. ❝Good. Because I don't think I can stop.❞

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