𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇

#.. FIFTY-TWO

seungmin spent the entire lesson in the nurse's room, the wounds received treatment and he had to hold a cooling pack against his eye so it wouldn't swell as much.

not even a minute after the bell rang, there was someone standing at the door - jungsu.

"oh god-!" he called, quickly running towards seungmin. "shit, darling, are you alright? jiseok told me what happened.."

said boy entered a few moments after, gunil tagging along. "who was it?" gunil asked, watching how seungmin was instantly babied by jungsu, the elder patting him softly.

seungmin immediately felt safe in jungsu's touch. "suryeol was molesting jiseok again."

"suryeol?" jungsu repeated in shock. "wasn't that the guy who spiked hyeongjun's drink six months ago?"

it was. but why? seungmin nodded. "yeah.. jiseok, is your head okay?" the small boy just shrugged.

"dizzy.. and i threw up several times, too.." gunil seemed stunned. "you didn't tell me that. you do know that it might be a concussion, right?"

jiseok just shrugged. "it's not about me now, seungmin's severely hurt." mentioned boy just shook his head.

"if it really is a concussion, then it is definitely serious, you should visit a doctor." with gunil muttering something about killing suryeol and his friends, the two left the nurse room, probably on their way to the hospital.

(or better said: jiseok tried to convince gunil that he is fine, but the latter didn't care and just picked up the younger and walked out.

"gunil, i'm fine!" was heard coming out of jiseok but he was silenced by gunil, who interrupted him with "it's just a check-up!")

jungsu stayed, kissing the red spots. "i have such an amazing but selfless boyfriend" he sighed, his fingertips gliding over the younger's injuries.

seungmin didn't want to answer at first. "um- i mean jiseok is weak, i do not want to know what would've happened to him if i didn't stop suryeol. jiseok is my friend, taking a few punches for him is not that dramatic.."

"oh, i will fuck suryeol up.." jungsu answered, shaking his head slightly as he cupped seungmin's cheek, the latter twitching in pain as jungsu's fingers accidentally pressed on a hematoma.

seungmin knew that jungsu meant it. especially because- "i wasn't scared to punch gunil; i won't be scared to beat him up."

"you'll get in trouble for that, it's not worth it" the younger sighed. "it was a one-time thing, it's not that deep.."

but jungsu had another opinion. "not that deep? he already started with hyeongjun half a year ago, and now he thinks he's allowed to do this shit?

i don't care about detention, i'm there almost every week anyway." that was true.

his boyfriend almost always got dresscoded, the school trying to "eliminate" alternative looking students. the elder simply didn't care, seungmin adored his strong personality.

without a warning, jungsu suddenly kissed his lips, forgetting about the wound. so seungmin shrugged in pain, twitching away.

"it stings" seungmin complained and jungsu chuckled. "so you don't want to be kissed, huh?" he laughed, starting to leave trails of kisses all over his face down to his neck.

seungmin giggled a little. "that's not what i said, stop- what if someone enters?" jungsu just looked up, their eyes interlocking.

"chill, it's not like i'm sucking your dick right now. well, except you want me to but i don't think you're much of an exhibitionist."

seungmin's cheeks reddened. "your boyfriend is injured and all you think about is giving him head?" he acted hurt, putting his hand on his chest and turning around.

jungsu chuckled. "erm, yeah? sorry to say this but you look so fucking hot right now, i'm actually hard."

it took the boy some moments to realise what was said, before his brows furrowed. "you better be lying-"

the silence has never been louder as seungmin actually cupped jungsu's crotch. it was awkward, they both just stared at each other in shock.

"su, do you really think i'm hot when injured? you should visit a therapist, i believe".

jungsu started laughing. "what? you thought i'm lying?" seungmin started laughing, too, overwhelmed.

"well, i was never told that my boyfriend is a sadist!" the goth chuckled, analysing the wounds on seungmin's face again. "and i was never told that you enjoyed it."

seungmin didn't know how jungsu noticed (seungmin just loved everything jungsu did so it was not a surprise).

yet he still gasped quietly. "hello? i don't wanna be beaten during sex!" jungsu shrugged. "why not? imagine me slapping you."

the conversation was going in a weird direction, seungmin just prayed that there was no one nearby.

"why would you slap me?"

"because you're you fuck me in a 32° angle and not in a 31° one."

they both broke out in laughter. "so that's what you're thinking about in class, hm?"

his boyfriend shrugged, quickly pecking his lips again. seungmin felt another small sting due to the wound on his lip. but he found the action rather cute.

"i'm thinking about you all the time."

smooth. seungmin's cheeks reddened, yet before anything else could be said, the nurse entered.