𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗟𝗘𝗬 | ᴊᴀᴇᴊɪ

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The first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. Jaemin and Jisung lay tangled in the sheets, the warmth of the previous night's confessions still lingering between them. Jaemin woke first, his eyes fluttering open to find Jisung still asleep beside him, a peaceful smile on his face.

Unable to resist, Jaemin leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on Jisung's forehead. Jisung stirred, his eyes slowly opening to meet Jaemin's loving gaze. "Good morning," Jaemin whispered, his voice filled with affection.

"Morning," Jisung replied, his smile widening as he reached for his phone on the nightstand. "I want to capture this moment," he said, sitting up and positioning the camera for a selfie.

But Jaemin had other plans. As soon as Jisung tried to snap the picture, Jaemin pressed his lips to Jisung's cheek, causing him to giggle. "Jaemin, stop! I'm trying to take a picture."

Jaemin grinned mischievously, ignoring the protest and kissing Jisung's other cheek. "I can't help it. You're too cute."

Jisung laughed, his attempts to take a proper photo becoming futile as Jaemin continued his affectionate assault. "Okay, okay, you win," he said, lowering the phone. "But I still want a picture."

Jaemin's smile turned into a smirk as he pulled Jisung closer, their faces inches apart. "How about we take a mental picture instead?" he whispered before capturing Jisung's lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

The kiss quickly intensified, their bodies pressing closer together. Jisung's hands found their way to Jaemin's hair, pulling him even nearer as the world around them faded away. Jaemin's hands roamed over Jisung's back, their desire growing with each passing second.

Just as things were about to escalate further, a loud knock on the door jolted them back to reality. They broke apart, breathless and startled. "Who is it?" Jisung called out, his voice slightly shaky.

"It's room service," came the reply from the other side of the door.

Jaemin groaned, resting his forehead against Jisung's. "Talk about bad timing."

Jisung chuckled, pecking Jaemin's lips one last time before reluctantly pulling away. "Guess breakfast is here."

Jaemin sighed, sitting up and running a hand through his hair. "I suppose we can continue this later," he said with a playful wink.

Jisung smiled, feeling a mix of frustration and amusement. "Definitely," he agreed, heading to the door to let in the room service.