Random Oneshots Pt. 2

Minhyung x Minseok: {More Than Good} [M]

POV: 3rd Person

  Minhyung's been walking around his empty condo for weeks. Being on hiatus because of the flu is seriously no joke. It's never gotten this bad, but he's gotten some scrims in so he wouldn't fall behind. He's missed everyone, and he's watched every game with Smash replacing him in. And the emptiness within him grows.

  He wants to go out there and put up a good performance, be with his Support. 

  But here, he's just dragging his feet, glasses low on his nose and stuffing warm soup into his mouth while watching a K-Drama and tearing up over it. The surrounding blanket is snug, and he's not usually as emotional over shows like Minseok, but it may be his loneliness that's making him feel so touched.

  Sure, he's been out here and there, but he's been in his condo most of the time. Waiting for his boyfriend to be free and visit from time to time.

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  The mechanic click of his front door wakes him from his long bear-slumber. The episode on the TV went from one to five, so it hasn't been too long, even as the outside made it look as though midnight. Winter has been rolling in, so there's nothing about it that surprises him. His soup has gone cold.

  What does surprise him, however, is how Minseok is walking through the door with little gift bags and presents, likely from fans.

  "How long have you just been sitting there?" He asks without even looking at the taller, and places the stuff down onto the tiny dinning table, then takes his soup away to clean. Minhyung feels kind of bad, but he loves getting pampered like anything.

  "Mmn.. well, I started on episode one." It was all he said, and he didn't even know if Minseok can even hear him from all the way over there with how he mumbles, but the male replies with a small hum.

  "Feeling any better?" Every time he visits, he always asks it. And every time-

  "Better than I was yesterday."

  Minseok hums again, and joins him. His body is warm, and he's changed out of the uniform. Clearly having showered with his hair being a little wet, but he's just come home. "At least dry your hair," Minhyung fusses, but the younger had only kissed him on the lips. "Ah!- He-hey!.." He covers his mouth, aghast.

  "You'll get sick!..."

  "Mnh.. for a sweet reward." Minseok leans in, and he leans away. But the man always chases him until he drops against the rug beneath him, pushing between his legs and small hands grasping at his waist, keeping him still even if Minhyung could always push him away.

  Minhyung likes this. To feel pushed by the man he loves, and if he really doesn't like it - he can always push the Support away. After all, he was way bigger (which is why it always feels so sweet).

  The shorter male holds him close, kissing him until he's breathless. Taking his tongue and licking as stripe on his lips even as Minhyung keeps his closed - which makes the man whine. "Why not? We're already this far.." he trails a hand up the ADC's pajama shirt. "I don't even want to play without you there."

  Now, Minhyung knows this is not true, but he's a love fool, and so he lets his mouth open.

  They've done these things on almost every surface of the condo, probably because of how much free time they'd usually have off season, but each time they do it anywhere that wasn't within the quarters of his bedroom, Minhyung always feels butterflies tickling at his insides.

  "M-Minseok-ah.." He's already writhing under the Support's touch. Hands roaming all over his body, exploring it as much as they can with short limbs. His shirt scrunches up against his neck, and lips that were on his owns were kissing down the expanse of his chest.

  A heavy exhale leaves Minhyung at the feeling.

  It feels good like this. When everything is slow and fast at the same time. When there's nowhere else he'd rather be but within Minseok's arms. "Did you miss me, too?" Minseok's voice is annoyingly, even for how hard he is against Minhyung's back, rutting slowly against him.

  He can't seem to even open his mouth to reply to his duo, embarrassed that he might make a noise that would fuel Minseok's teases. But him biting at his bottom lip just shows how he feels, the way he grasps onto the smaller's shoulders for comfort.

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  Minhyung's gasps fill the living area, the show he's been 'watching' long forgotten when Minseok's scent wraps around him, filling him whole and keeping him warm. The blanket's wrapped over them, fitting perfectly, as Minseok's body is smaller and fits between him nicely. Like they were made to be like this.

  The Support's hands stays on his abdomen, keeping him still as he pushes in deep, hitting spots that send shocks all over the older's bigger body. "You feel so good, Minhyungie." A sweet whisper to his ear, a soft hand running through his hair.

  It makes him bask in the hotness of Minseok's mouth, tongue exploring each of his crevices and moaning into his mouth - only for it to get greedily swallowed. Minseok relishes in the way his meaty thighs wrap around his waist, keeping him close and flexing to make him push further.

  "M-Minseok-ah..." He breathes out, a whimper trailing as the man gives his nipple a wet kiss. "'M close.."

  "Do you want me inside?" His support's lips as breathing harshly against his owns, the pace quickening when he nods his head with a weak sigh, having come just then at the thought of getting filled up. "Hah.. I guess you really want me."

  When Minseok's warmth fills him to the brim, dripping out and onto his inner thighs, Minhyung can only wrap his arms around his shoulders and keep him close. Like a soft teddy bear. "W-wait.." Like always, he doesn't let Minseok go just yet.

  "C-could you stay in me? I wanna feel you." And of course, Minseok doesn't pull out.

  This has been a reoccurring want, but it wasn't like he was going to complain. It feels more than good.

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Author's note: Heh...