ChanMin Shorts||ChanxSeungmin

~his dandy boy(extended)~ [1]

Description: A very necessary continuation of my first published story, 'his dandy boy'!! 18+

Author's Note: I saw one comment saying I should continue this story, and I ran with it. I've actually, and I kid you not, been writing this since November of last year idek why it took me so long but im glad its finshed lol. Now dont expect too much, but it needed a proper ending, so im giving it one!! Anytways I hope you enjoy, and thank you for reading... <3

MATURE THEMES- MINORS AVOID!!!

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Chan helped Seungmin out of the shower, grabbing one of the towels hanging on the rack and wrapping it around the younger. "You know," Seungmin embarrassedly laughed as Chan grabbed another towel and wrapped it around his waist. "I didn't bring any clothes with me," he continued.

"You just wanted to see me that bad," he teased as he moved in front of him, pushing his back against the counter.

"No, I didn't," Seungmin protested, rolling his eyes at him.

"Yeah, sure," he giggled as he leaned in to kiss him. "You can just wear something of mine for now," he smiled as he pulled away.

"Yeah, but the pants are too short," Seungmin teased back as he placed his hands on his waist.

"Or you could just not wear anything, I don't care," Chan sighed as he pulled out of his arms and left the bathroom.

"I'm just kidding," Seungmin laughed as he quickly caught up to him and hugged him tightly. Repeatedly kissing his back.

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Chan laughed as he stopped in the middle of the room, feeling the slight twitch of his body from the younger's lips fluttering against his skin as Seungmin clung tightly to his back. He moaned softly in content as he reached behind him and drew Seungmin's arms even tighter around his waist, already yearning for the warmth of his body pressed against his.

He chased the warmth, instinctively leaning back into the touch, savoring the feel of his soft kisses. He tried to remain composed, but it was seemingly impossible, especially whenever he was around Seungmin.

"Hyung," Seungmin called softly, trying to get Chan's attention. He could feel Chan melting into him and feel his body relax, almost to the point where Seungmin had to hold him up. Seungmin couldn't blame him; he felt it too. The security of this moment together, free from any doubts or anxieties...just the mutual assurance of a shared love for one another.

Chan hummed out a sigh, snapping himself out of his reflective trance and slowly pulling himself up, while still keeping Seungmin's arms wrapped firmly around him—he couldn't find the strength to move him.

He loved the sensation of Seungmin's chest resting against his solid back and the way his arms fit perfectly around his waist. It's as if he were meant to hold the younger in his arms, and he couldn't imagine ever letting him go.

Seungmin smiled warmly as he kissed his shoulder once more and hugged him tighter before resting his head against the board space. He wasn't in a position to let him go either.

"You can help yourself to my suitcase," Chan said, glancing over his shoulder with a soft smile while he gently rubbed his hands against Seungmin's arms.

"You pick for me," Seungmin whispered, planting another tender kiss on Chan's shoulder before he nuzzled his face deeper into his back.

Chan hummed shyly as he finally pulled out of his arms and walked over to his luggage spread out across the floor. He could already feel the tips of his ears burning red as he thought about Seungmin in his clothes. Not only that, but the fact that he wanted him to pick what he wore only intensified the embarrassment.