two faced - SEUNGIN

eleven

"Jeongin?" Seungmin knocks on the bathroom door, leaning against the wall. He's worried. It's been about two hours since he gotten into the bathroom after the fight. He just wants to talk things out, not make it worse...

"Leave me alone..." Jeongin grumbles, he shuffles around, walking towards the door.

"I miss you. Please come out." Seungmin mutters, moving to the door, hoping Jeongin is listening on the other side. "I want to talk to you..."

The door clicks open, Jeongin sighing. His face is flushed and his nose runny. Seungmin made a soft noise, his smile lopsided.

"Come here, I know you're not mad, I not mad either." Jeongin fell into Seungmin's arms, his chin on his shoulder. They stood in silence for a while, accompanied by a couple sniffles.

"Hyung..." Jeongin whispers, "I wanna kiss you."

Seungmin hums in response, backing away enough for him to give him a peck. He waited patiently for Jeongin to lean in, they spent quite some time just staring into each others eyes, before Jeongin grabbed Seungmin's nape and pulled him in.

It started slow, and soft as Jeongin's lips peck carefully at Seungmins. It was the heart warming kind of kiss. As Seungmin was about to pull away, Jeongin captured his lower lip in his teeth. Although this was out of the blue, Seungmin doesn't mind a little tongue and teeth. He cupped Jeongin's face letting him in more.

Seungmin felt Jeongin pressed up against him, his feet pushed him towards the bed. A rush of heat rushed over Seungmin as Jeongin's hands roam towards his waist. His hands push into Seungmin's waistband, as his tongue tangles into Seungmin's. Jeongin's free hand slides up his shirt. Chills go down Seungmin's spine as Jeongin traces it with his nails. A groan escapes Seungmin's mouth, and he pulls away from Jeongin's lips.

"Innie-yah," Seungmin says out of breath, his calf touching the bed.

Jeongin doesn't respond, he has this ominous glint in his eyes. Seungmin sighs.

"Jeongin." Seungmin's hand goes to cup his cheek, "talk to me." His voice is smooth and warm.

"I..." Jeongin glances down, his hand cupping Seungmin's embarrassing growing hard-on. The sensation of Jeongin's warm palm sent shivers throughout Seungmin's skin. "I would, but shouldn't I help you first?" Jeongin pushes Seungmin to sit, falling between his legs.

"Jeongin, we should really talk." Seungmin would push him away— no he really would— but the sight in front of him is calling his name.

"Yeah, go ahead hyung, I'm listening." Jeongin's whole demeanor changed, Seungmin is confused, wasn't he just crying earlier? He doesn't stop him though, his hand gliding at his hair, guiding him.

Jeongin fumbles around with Seungmin's jeans, unbuttoning and pulling the zipper down. A small laugh escaped from Jeongin's lips, his finger tapping on the precum stain on Seungmin's briefs.

"How long have you been waiting?" Jeongin smiles, and pulls Seungmin's jeans and briefs all the way down. Seungmin assisted, lifting his hips as he watched Jeongin gaze up at him. "You're such a needy boy." Jeongin traces a vein with his fingernail, causing Seungmin to shudder.

"Before, I would get hard everytime we make eye contact." Seungmin tugs on Jeongin's hair, pushing his head back.

"Oh yeah?" Jeongin smirks, his hand trailing up Seungmin's dick. "Let's test it." His hand moves up and down at a slow pace, adding a small tug.

He feels accomplished seeing Seungmin's dick dripping and red, "Looks like you want this more than me." Jeongin remarks as a smile creeps up on his face, running his thumb over the slit. He lifts up his thumb, showing Seungmin the string of pre cum connecting to his tip.