ChanMin Shorts||ChanxSeungmin

~last assignment~[3]

~Chapter 3~

"Out!!" Chan quickly said to the random guy standing by the sink.

"Why are we in the bathroom??" Seungmin questioned, blinking as he looked around the room.

"You pulled me in here," Chan laughed, tilting his head at him.

"Fuck, right..." Seungmin inhaled deeply, guiding Chan into one of the stalls. He took a deep breath to compose himself before he pushed Chan further in, making enough room for the both of them. He definitely wasn't thinking straight as he turned to close the stall door and lock it.

"You sit...I ride...yes??" He asked lowly, pushing Chan down onto the toilet before climbing into his lap.

"Hell yes," Chan nodded, biting his bottom lip as he grabbed Seungmin's waist and held him down. "Wait...No, you're drunk. Seungmin, we can't," Chan said, shaking his head to come to his senses.

"Hm, we can't," Seungmin pouted, circling his ass over Chan's lap, purposely trying to arouse him.

"You're drunk," Chan echoed seriously, deeply groaning at the feeling Seungmin instantly provoked in his pelvis. "Please, I don't want to take advantage of you," he pleaded, not possessing enough strength to stop him—the sensation quickly impairing him.

"Go ahead. I want you to take advantage of me," Seungmin giggled, moving his hips faster as he grabbed Chan's neck and leaned in to kiss him. He imagined what it'd be like to kiss Chan every day since he met him. But his imagination would never compare to the feeling he was experiencing now.

"What?! Why??" Chan asked, genuinely confused by the statement.

"Because I like you so much I don't care," Seungmin sighed, annoyed by how much talking they were doing.

"Yeah, and I like you too much to hurt you," Chan scoffed, stopping Seungmin before he could press his lips back against his. Seungmin recoiled, squinting his eyes at Chan and trying to judge the severity of his tone.

"You don't have to lie to me," he laughed, waving him off. "I'll let you fuck me either way," he added with a slight smirk, returning his hands gently to Chan's neck.

"Listen, you want to fuck. We can fuck. But I promise you, I wasn't lying," Chan stated earnestly, matching his smirk before he leaned in and kissed him. Chan let out a small laugh when he pulled back and looked at the surprised expression on Seungmin's face. However, Chan again thought he had more of a reason to be shocked than the other.

"You like me," Seungmin echoed softly. Felix said it...Seungmin thought it...but now Chan was saying it out loud to his face, and he wasn't sure how real this moment was.

"Yeah," Chan replied with certainty, centering his hand on the waistband of Seungmin's jeans and slowly undoing the top button.

"No, seriously," Seungmin asked again, swatting Chan's hand away and getting off his lap.

"As serious as your nickname."

"But how?? Y-you never said anything," Seungmin questioned, still not believing him fully.

"Honestly, Seungmin, I thought you hated me. Every time I tried to talk to you about anything other than school, you barely even looked at me," Chan explained with a nervous laugh. "I'm more shocked that you actually like me, too," he added, really not expecting any of this to happen.

"I was too shy to talk to you," Seungmin admitted. "I had the biggest crush on you all semester," he added with a small sigh of relief. He did feel ten times lighter getting that off his chest and was even more relieved that Chan felt the same way.

"So what's that about me sitting and you ridin'," Chan smirked playfully, grabbing his waist and helping him back over his lap. "Cause now you got me all hard," he teased, the tone of his voice deepening as he roughly sat Seungmin back down as if he was daring him to move again.

"Is this still what you want, yes or no??" He asked Seungmin once more, looking deeply into his eyes. And Seungmin felt such intense pressure to comply, feeling as though he had no choice but to say, "Yes."

Chan smiled, slipping his hand behind Seungmin's neck and gently forcing his face closer to continue their kiss. Seungmin instantly leaned deeper into the kiss as he grabbed Chan's wrist and returned his hands to his jeans. Chan quickly understood the gesture and slowly lowered his zipper.

"When did Serious Seungmin get so naughty," Chan teased, pulling back from the kiss and slipping his hands into Seungmin's jeans.

"Since...ahh," Seungmin loudly moaned when Chan wrapped his hands around his cock and delicately cradled him through his boxers. "F-Fuck since I got left at the bar with a credit card and one too many drinks," he whined, glancing down at his lap, watching Chan's hands move slowly against him.

He bit his bottom lip to silence himself as he grabbed Chan's jeans and started undoing them. "Oh my god," Seungmin gasped.

"What!!" Chan exclaimed concernedly.

"Fuck, you're..." Seungmin choked. The blush on his cheeks burned deeper as his gaze fixed on his opened jeans.

"Seungmin, what's wrong," he asked again desperately.

"You're so big," Seungmin whispered softly, tugging at his jeans.

"Oh," Chan chuckled, helping Seungmin pull them further down.

"I've never..." he paused, slightly out of fear.

"Hold on, like never ever," Chan asked with worry.

"Relax, I've had sex before," Seungmin laughed, watching his face lower. He appreciated how considerate he was. "Just never this big," he swallowed nervously, clearly seeing the outline of his cock through his boxers.

"Is that a problem??" Chan whispered softly, trying to bite back his own insecurities.

"No, of course not. Has it been a problem before??" Seungmin laughed playfully with a smirk. He quickly stifled himself when he looked up at Chan.

Chan's face was tense, and it was clear he was embarrassed. "It has??" Seungmin frowned, gently lifting his head to meet his gaze. Chan sighed, shyly nodding his head back. "Chan, I promise I'm not gonna be mean to you because you have a big...big dick," he laughed again at the absurdity of the thought.

"My last girlfriend did," Chan admitted shyly. "She'd be pissed because I didn't fit or because it hurt too much. And then always put all the blame on me. Which I know I'm big, but it's not like I can help it," he explained softly, rolling his eyes as he thought about her.

"Oh my god, you're such a nerd," Seungmin giggled cutely, grabbing Chan's face and gently kissing him.

"Yeah, and you're a freak," Chan fired back, leaning deeper into the kiss. Seungmin wanted to argue, but the amount of alcohol impairing his mind almost made the statement feel true, or at least gave him the courage to accept it.

"Mm...wait," Seungmin said, quickly pulling back. "We need..." he added, reaching into his back pocket for Felix's parting gift. Chan, thinking the same, reached into his jacket pocket.

"Condoms," Chan chuckled lightly, holding up the black and gold square to him. Seungmin squinted his eyes skeptically, looking at Chan's hand and then back up at him. Chan scoffed, mockingly squinting his eyes as he looked down at Seungmin's hand.

"Felix gave this to me," Seungmin said, rolling his eyes as he tossed it lightly into his chest.

"Uh-huh. You're just lucky freaky Seungmin doesn't sound that good," he gently teased him. "Seungmin, this isn't gonna fit," he laughed, picking up the blue square from his lap.

"It was Felix's," he reiterated, snatching it back and returning it to his pockets. "Just hurry up." ~~