This is a series of multiple ChanxSeungmin short stories. It offers different takes on how I believe this duo would be as a couple, with Chan as the ultimate top and Seungmin as his perfect little bottom. A little bit of everything is to be expected...
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Description: Seungmin tells Chan about a conversion he had with Jisung and Felix.
Authors Note: Y'all I don't even know what this is...it started as one story then turned into a completely different story lol but enjoy <3 a little suggestive!!
Word Count: 2.3k
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Jeongin rolled his eyes when he opened his dorm door and saw Seungmin standing behind it. "He's in his room," he sighed, letting him in and returning to his spot on the couch.
"What do you mean??" Seungmin said as he entered the room and closed the door behind him.
"Don't act dense," Jeongin deadpanned. "I know you're not here for me," he added, clearly annoyed.
"And what if I was."
"Fine. Are you??" Jeongin mused.
"Yeah... no," Seungmin chuckled before running to Chan's room. Jeongin rolled his eyes again and shook his head at the older's childishness; sometimes, he questioned who the true Maknae in the group was.
Seungmin gently knocked on Chan's door before he opened it. He was sure he was working on music and would probably not hear it, but Seungmin knocked anyway—he knew how sensitive the older person was about that.
"Hyung," he softly called, pushing the door open as he walked in. His smile widened when he saw him at his desk. His laptop screen illuminated brightly in front of him, and headphones covered his ears as he focused intently on his work. It seemed like the perfect time to be disruptive—he probably needed a break anyway.
Seungmin slowly approached Chan, halting behind his desk chair before slowly reaching up for Chan's shoulder and gently massaging the tense muscles as he leaned down to kiss the top of Chan's head. He dragged his kiss against the side of his head, pushing aside his headphones from one ear.
"Think you can spare me a few minutes??" he softly whispered in his ear before throwing his arms over his shoulder, burying his face in the crook of his neck as he hugged him tightly.
Chan smiled, almost immediately knowing it was Seungmin as he recognized the softness of his voice and his familiar scent. "Hi, my love," he said softly, quickly reaching up to pause the track playing in his ear, then turned his head and gently kissed Seungmin's cheek. "What are you doing here??"
"I came to make sure you're taking care of yourself," Seungmin replied, pulling back from the older.
"Uh-huh," Chan chuckled skeptically. "Cause I think you just missed me," he playfully teased Seungmin as he swiveled his chair to face him.
"No, I just wanted to make sure you aren't overworking yourself," Seungmin reiterated firmly with an eye roll. He hated how easily Chan always managed to see right through him and even more having to admit to Chan that he was right.
