My Turn [𝐙𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐖 FF]

ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴏɴᴇ

Note: This chapter includes mature content (R18). Feel free to skip if you're uncomfortable. Thank you!

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Zee had just finished taking a shower. As he stepped out of the bathroom, he spotted Nunew sitting at his dressing table, casually drying his hair. A soft smile tugged at Zee's lips as he made his way toward him.

Without a word, Zee gently wrapped his arms around Nunew from behind, pulling him close. He buried his face in the crook of Nunew's neck, inhaling the faint scent of his skin and hair. The warmth of Nunew's body against his chest made Zee feel instantly at ease.

Nunew flinched slightly at the unexpected embrace, his muscles tensing for just a moment. He turned off the blow dryer, resting his hand on top of Zee's head as if silently acknowledging the affection.

The sensation of Zee's warm breath against his neck sent an involuntary shiver down Nunew's spine, his heart racing in response.

"H-Hia get away from me, your wet hair is dripping from my clothes." Nunew said.

Nunew shifted in Zee's embrace, trying to free himself from the strong hold, but his movements only made Zee tighten his grip. It was as if every attempt to escape brought Zee closer, his arms locking Nunew firmly in place.

Zee tilted his head upward, pulling away from Nunew's neck just enough to reveal a pout forming on his lips. His eyes, soft with a hint of playfulness, met Nunew's reflection in the mirror.

Nunew glanced at the mirror and couldn't help but chuckle at Zee's reaction. The way Zee's pout contrasted with his strong hold felt oddly endearing, like a child stubbornly clinging to a favorite toy.

"Come on, hia, get off. Let me dry your hair," Nunew said, trying to wriggle free from Zee's hold.

"I don't want to," Zee mumbled, pressing his face deeper into Nunew's neck. 

"You smell nice... it's addicting."

Nunew rolled his eyes playfully. "But I smell just like you."

"Exactly. That's why I like it," Zee said with a grin, planting a quick kiss on Nunew's neck, earning himself a playful slap on the arm.

"Hia! Stop it," Nunew scolded, his voice light with amusement. 

"Didn't you promise we'd watch cartoons tonight? If you don't hurry up, I won't let you kiss me anymore."

"Fine," 

Zee sighed dramatically, clearly defeated, as he reluctantly pulled away. Nunew chuckled at his reaction, shaking his head before standing up from the seat.

"Come on, sit down. I'll dry your hair," Nunew instructed.

Zee followed without protest, plopping into the chair in front of the mirror. Nunew noticed the slight pout on Zee's lips, realizing he was still sulking. With a mischievous smile, Nunew leaned down and quickly kissed Zee on the cheek.

Zee's eyes widened in surprise, his expression softening immediately. The sudden gesture left him momentarily speechless, but the corners of his lips curved into a small, satisfied smile.

"There, now stop sulking and behave while I dry your hair."

"Yes, madam." Zee smiled at him.

After a few minutes of drying Zee's hair, they were finally done. Zee suddenly stood up from his seat and, without warning, moved behind Nunew.

Before Nunew could react, he felt his entire body being lifted off the floor. Zee scooped him up effortlessly, one arm supporting his back while the other cradled his legs. Instinctively, Nunew's arms wrapped around Zee's neck for balance.