Puppy Love • Seungchan/Chanmin

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Seungmin locks his hand firmly to Chan's as he followed the older out of the spare bedroom and into the kitchen. He knew he was still blushing like an idiot, the red hue of his skin spreading from ear to ear. He couldn't help but use Chan as a shield before him.

The way things just escalated was wild.

Seungmin was ready to make out with Chan as they had moved things inside. But then he was in Chan's arms, his legs wrapped around the older's waist as he was held up and suddenly his desire to touch Chan, all of him, was overwhelming his heart.

It was like the pure energy surging between them was forming a new shared lifeblood fuelling their veins.

So as Chan had settled him on the floor in the seclusion of the bedroom, he'd ripped the older's shirt off to feed his cravings; thankfully, Chan did the same to him in return.

As his adrenaline and drive took the wheel, Seungmin wanted nothing more than to be pinned against Chan, to be in the older's arms, against his skin and muscles. Chan delivered, and more, when he'd ripped his shorts free and taken his cock into his mouth. It was unexpected, but Seungmin had no plans to tell him to stop.

Being naked in front of Chan and having Chan pleasuring him, it wasn't scary. In fact, it felt comfortable and safe, especially now that everything brewing between them, in regards to Jeongin and their feelings, was cleared up.

Giving himself over to Chan, allowing his boyfriend to take control, it was all an expression of how deeply Seungmin was ready for the older, of how much he wanted him. Seungmin was sure if Chan had asked if he wanted to have sex, sure he'd be nervous as shit, but he would have easily given himself over. Submitting was as easy as breathing.

Seungmin grips Chan's hand tighter as he peeks over Chan's shoulder. Not only had Wonpil and Younghyun brought pizza home, but given the spread of plates, cups, and the half-eaten pizza on the table, they'd been home for a while.

Seungmin flinches as Younghyun leans back in his dining chair; Wonpil happily eating a pizza slice beside him.

"I assume you guys got everything sorted?" Younghyun says nonchalantly before cracking open, pouring and taking a sip of his lemonade.

Seungmin looks from Younghyun to Chan. He could feel the boy's hand shaking. Seungmin rubs the older's hand with his thumb in comfort.

"You were both in there for a while," Wonpil adds with a smirk that had Seungmin's stomach doing flips.

"H-how long have you both been back?" Chan stutters.

Seungmin looks cautiously over Chan's shoulder again instead of at the floor.

Younghyun and Wonpil look between one another. "Long enough," they both answer in unison before making some teasing sounds and laughing.

Chan remains frozen and Seungmin hits his head in the centre of the older's back; embarrassed. Not only had his first blowjob been at Chan's best friend's place, but clearly, they'd heard them getting it off too. Seungmin hadn't been timid in the least as he moaned out in pleasure, neither had Chan.

"You guys don't have to be shy!" Younghyun grins. "That bedroom has seen its fair share of ass. I'm sure Chan can tell you about my Christmas party last year; he and I walked in on two of our friends fucking. There was tinsel, wrapping paper, the works really. The memory lives on but it all turned out fine. We all laugh about it now"

"We weren't fucking, though," Chan says quietly.

"Yeah, but you weren't making daisy chains and braiding one another's hair either. Just stop stressing and come eat pizza before it gets cold"

Finally, Chan looks back over his shoulder and Seungmin can't help but smile sheepishly at Chan's blushed cheeks. They were in this together.

Chan tilts his head slightly, a silent question asking if he was ok.

Although he'd never been caught getting a blowjob- not that he'd ever been in the situation to-, he'd previously had friends and strangers see him making out at parties, PDA was something he'd long since been comfortable with. But he was always fully clothed, and those kisses were extremely pale in comparison to what they had just done.

There was nothing he could do now, though, he'd just have to take a deep breath knowing he'd reached a new level of PDA. So, he nods, and he settles down beside Chan at the table.

Younghyun shakes his head with an endearing yet proud smile, and Seungmin relaxes further as Wonpil hands them both a plate and offers them food, telling them they both needed the fuel. They didn't care about what had just gone down, well almost.

"I hope you two made the bed?" Wonpil eventually says once they had food on their plates.

Chan chokes and Seungmin laughs.

"We tried. I make no promises though. But does it really matter?" Seungmin asks confidently. "You're probably not even sleeping in there. It's simply a walk-in closet for you at this point. Isn't it, Wonpil?"

Younghyun raises his eyebrows and Wonpil throws his head back with a proud chuckle. "I knew I'd like you kid"

"Clearly not as much as Chan though," Younghyun mumbles under his breath.

Chan furrows his brows. "Huh?"

"You got a little something on your cheek Chan, and it ain't pizza sauce"

Seungmin looks at where Younghyun was now pointing and a hysterical laugh escapes his mouth. "Sorry Channie!"

Chan's eyes go wide in horror as he very quickly realises what's on his cheek: Cum. It was small, but it spoke volumes.

Seungmin grabs a napkin and cleans off the small trace that remained. Seungmin then nuzzles the older's shoulder with his nose, pats him on the back and goes back to eating before his confidence wavers.

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Dinner continues without any further hiccups, the four boys talking about music and games, getting to know one another better.

Eventually they find themselves back on the couch watching their second film for the night.

This time, just like Younghyun and Wonpil, Seungmin climbs into Chan's embrace, getting comfy between the older's legs and in-between his arms as the movie plays.

At some point Chan finds a blanket from Lord knows where, and he quickly tucks them cosily inside, like a cocoon.

Beneath the blanket, Chan holds Seungmin close, his hands slipping under his sweater, feathering his skin with the idle tracings of his fingertips, whilst his chin rests on his shoulder, pressing soft and reassuring kisses to his skin.

The first few times Chan kisses his skin, Seungmin turns to look his way, but the older encourages him to turn back and watch the movie- as if he hadn't been trying to start something in front of his friends. So Seungmin turns back, eventually accepting defeat, -not that he was ever opposed.

Sitting with Chan, being close to him, being held by him; Seungmin felt undeniably safe, he felt secure. But most importantly, Seungmin felt comfortable, so comfortable he soon drifts away, lulled into sleep by the steady rhythm of their beating hearts.

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A/n NGL this chapter and the next were originally combined. But together they're almost 4000 words... oops?!
Anyway next chapter is coming soon :)
Love you all,
Lorri xx