just pretend.

9.

Minho spent the entire day in his room next to Seungmin, only getting out of bed to have something to eat. His appointment got rescheduled and he found himself reading a book while resting his head on Seungmin's lap. "You're such a slow reader", Seungmin teased. He glanced over the edge of his book, sticking out his tongue. "I'm good at other things", he said defensively and placed the open book on his chest. "Like moaning for me?", Seungmin answered, wearing a cocky smile and rubbing over Minho's stomach. "Like that, yes", he giggled flustered and placed his hand on top of Seungmin's. "What's your plan now that you're getting out of here?", Seungmin asked, letting Minho intertwine their fingers. The simple gesture made him feel butterflies and he needed a moment to get rid of them. "I think I'm going back to teaching dance at a dance studio. It's what I've done before I had a breakdown and it's still the one thing I can see myself doing", he answered, gently squeezing Seungmin's hand. "What are you going to do?", he asked back, not wanting to hear the answer. He knew Seungmin had to move away and there was a high chance of them losing each other. "I'll work at bars while studying, I can sing there and they usually pay well. That way I can still help my parents", Seungmin sounded bitter and Minho sat up, placing the book on the nightstand. He straddled him and wrapped his hands around his neck, softly stroking his nape. "I'm really sorry I can't help, but I studied finances and I could have a look at it?", he offered, making Seungmin smile. "Fuck, you're cute", Seungmin said, placing his hands on Minho's waist, pulling him closer, pressing his lips on Minho's.

A knock on the locked door made them freeze mid-movement, eyes reconnecting and giggling at the situation. Minho got up and opened the door, locking eyes with Nari. "Nari", he said, trying not to frown at her. "Can I help you with something?" Nari shook her head and raised some documents. "I'm going home today. I just wanted to thank you again", she answered and he opened the door fully. "Oh, that's amazing. I'm really happy for you", Minho answered, feeling a little unsure what to say. "I'm sorry for messing up so badly, and for not being helpful. I know what I saw and I know what I heard, but I don't want to make it worse for you. Just take care of yourself, please", she said and he shook his head. "Just lay low and let the situation die, Nari. I'll be fine, alright?" She nodded and smiled, handing him a small black, red and white bracelet made of beads. "I made some of those yesterday", she said and he took the bracelet into his hand. "Red means strength and power, black stands for protection, and white stands for innocence and simplicity. I hope it reminds you of everything good that you are, not defined by the bad things you've done." He blinked at her, pathetically mumbling a stunned "thank you." She squeezed his underarm and turned around. Minho watched her cross the hallway until she disappeared around the corner. He locked the door, still looking at the bracelet. "That was nice", Seungmin said and he heard him move in his bed. "It was", he turned around and put the bracelet on his wrist, looking at it for a while.

His own last week went by in a blink of an eye and he found himself packing his things on his last day. "I'm nervous", he said, handing Seungmin a stack of clothes to put in his suitcase. "Why are you nervous? Aren't you looking forward to living with Felix?", Seungmin wrapped his arms around Minho's waist, pressing his chest against his back from behind. "What if he gets tired of me at some point?", Minho worried and turned around to look at him. "Then you get your own place with your own money", the younger one reassured him, brushing a strand of wavy hair out of his eyes. "Want me to fuck away your worries?", he asked and raised an eyebrow. Minho chuckled and punched his chest. "It's your last chance of getting railed like this", Seungmin wrapped his hand around Minho's wrist, pushing him backwards against the door of the closet. He slid the palm of his hand over Minho's crotch, applying slight pressure. Yeah, he would miss this. "What do you say?", Seungmin asked, waiting for his answer. He nodded, letting Seungmin push his black hoodie over his head. Seungmin opened his pants and slid them down, helping him to get out of them before wrapping his hands around his thighs. "What are you doing?", he asked and threw a glance at him, feeling himself get hard. "You'll see", Seungmin's smirk sent a shiver down his spine. He picked him up, carrying him to his bed. Minho placed his hands on his shoulders, keeping stable. "I'll make sure you won't forget me so easily", he guided him onto the bed and connected their lips in a fierce kiss. Seungmin left a trail of kisses all over his jaw and neck, sucking hickeys along his collarbones and chest. His hand brushed through Seungmin's hair, softly tugging at it as the other one placed kisses all over his stomach. Seungmin's tongue left a wet trail on the inside of his thighs, sending his body into tremors of pleasure.