ChanMin Shorts||ChanxSeungmin

~connected~[2]

~Chapter 2~

Seungmin laughed at Felix as he lost another game of Uno. The two plus Hyunjin, Changbin, and Jeongin sat in the living room of 3rachas dorm playing the game. "Somebody is definitely cheating," Felix sulkily said as he aggressively threw down his hand of many cards on the table.

"No, Lix, I think you're just bad," Seungmin laughed, teasing him.

"That's it..I'm not gonna play anymore," he rolled his eyes as the group laughed at him.

"Come on, Felix, one more game," Seungmin smiled at him, gently nudging his side with his elbow. He laughed, watching him stubbornly cross his arms over his chest, trying to resist, not failing to notice how he eyed Jeongin as he shuffled the cards.

Seungmin gently kicked Changbin under the table. If he wouldn't listen to him, he would definitely listen to Changbin. He looked up at Seungmin, already ready to yell at him, until he saw why he did it. Quickly catching the subtle head nods in Felix's direction.

"Oh," he laughed, nodding his head at him. "Yongbokie..pretty please, one last game," he softly said to him, his eyes pouty, practically begging the younger to concede. Felix hesitated for a second before he let out a deep breath, lowering his arms down. He hated it, but he knew he could never say no to him.

"One last game, that's it," he firmly told them. Changbin smiled at him as Jeongin continued shuffling the cards. Felix rolled his eyes but smiled back.

Jeongin finished and started dealing seven cards each for the group.  They all looked up to Seungmin as his phone rang in his pocket. Jeongin sat the stack in the middle of the table as everyone picked up their piles. Seungmin smiled brightly as he read the caller ID on his phone. "Uh, guys, start without me," he said as he stood up from the floor.

"What, what!" Felix yelled out at him.

"Felix, let him be," Hyunjin laughed, watching him hurry to Chan's room. "Let me guess..is that Channie Hyung on the phone," he said with a teasing tone.

"Shut up," Seungmin yelled, rolling his eyes at him before he walked in. He answered the call, taking a deep breath to calm himself down before he brought the phone to his ear. "Hello," he spoke first.

"Hi, my love. How are you??" Chan lowly said on the other end.

"Like you even care," Seungmin scoffed, sucking his teeth as he moved over to his bed. Pretending to be mad at him for leaving while he was asleep. Taking one of his pillows from behind him and placed it in his lap.

"Please don't be like that," Chan sighed.

He immediately felt guilty hearing the tiredness in his voice. "I'm sorry; I was just kidding. You sound exhausted. What happened??" he softly asked, more concerned about him.

"Nothing, it was just busy today..so many interviews," he playfully whined to him.

"How's Italy? Is it pretty there??" Seungmin asked as he smally kneaded the pillow in his lap.

"Yeah, but I'd be prettier with you here," he pouted.. "I miss you so much," he sadly added.

"Hyung, it's only two more days now," he cutely said, trying to make light of the situation.

"But I want to hold you now," he whined.

"Yeah, I miss you too," Seungmin sighed; he couldn't even pretend he didn't.

Chan amusedly cracked a smile at his words. He never missed an opportunity to tease the younger. "Hm, how much??" he curiously asked.

"So much that.." he paused, giggling, as he looked at the pillow on his lap. "..that I fucked your pillow last night, pretending it was you," he said, smirking when he heard the low moan through the phone. Knowing he wasn't expecting him to say that. "I'm kidding," he satisfyingly laughed at him.

"You can't say things like that, Minnie," he softly laughed back. "Especially when I'm this horny right now," he lowly added. 

"Oh you miss me that much," Seungmin cutely giggled. Hearing him say that made his cheeks blush red.

"Yes, painfully," he groaned.

Seungmin couldn't stop himself, not that he wanted to, suddenly feeling just as needy as the older. "Well..I am sitting in your bed right now with your pillow in my lap," he intentionally pointed out.

"Don't play with me right now," he moaned, his voice desperate.

"I'm not. But all the guys are here too," he said worriedly, looking over at his door.

"So..you just gotta keep quiet, okay," he softly said.

"Easier for you to say," he rolled his eyes.

"I know my boy can do it," Chan smiled, softly praising him.

"Fuck," he lowly moaned, hearing him call him his boy. Almost reflexively pushing down on the pillow in his lap, reacting to the sharp pinch in his pelvis.

"Seungmin," Chan softly called. "Whatever you want, love, we don't have to do anything," he assured.

"No, I want to," he smiled. "Let me just lock the door." Chan smiled back as he eagerly waited for his return. Seungmin's chest was pounding by the excitement of it all as he returned to his bed. He took his AirPods out of his pocket, put them in his ear, and set the case on his desk as he climbed back in bed.

"Hyung," he lowly called. "T-Tell me what to do," he shyly continued after hearing his hum. ~~