fake boyfriends [meanie]

Chapter 3

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Many drinks later Wonwoo and Mingyu are dancing on the dance floor. Wonwoo would probably never dance in public - at least not the way he is currently swaying back and forth, hips moving shamelessly - but at the moment he feels like he could do anything, he feels good.

The dance floor, people around him - especially Mingyu before him - spin around. The music sounds better than it did few hours ago when he first stepped to the house. No matter what song is playing, Wonwoo sings along to it or sways in an attempt to dance. Even the drinks they're drinking don't taste as bad as the first ones did.

Wonwoo feels Mingyu dancing close to him, but he doesn't even question it anymore. Mingyu has drunk a few drinks more than he so if Wonwoo's tipsy, then Mingyu must be drunk. Or maybe not since this is not Mingyu's first time drinking.

"No way! No fucking way!" Mingyu shouts near Wonwoo's ear so that he can hear him through the music.

"What is it?"

"You're not going to believe me, but..."

"What??"

"There's this one girl staring at me? She's my stalker!" Mingyu explains, talking so near Wonwoo's ear that his lips actually brush against Wonwoo's ear for like a nanosecond, sending chills down Wonwoo's spine.

"You've got yourself a stalker?" Wonwoo laughs, "damn, I didn't know I'm hanging out with such a celebrity!"

Mingyu only smacks Wonwoo softly on his shoulder and then his face lightens up suddenly.

"Ohh, I know. It's your turn now!" Mingyu smirks and places his hands on Wonwoo's shoulders, pulling him closer and resting his forehead on Wonwoo's. They're so close so suddenly, and Wonwoo feels his face heat up at the proximity of their faces.

It doesn't take long for Wonwoo to catch up with Mingyu's plans. He's going to play Mingyu's 'boyfriend' or 'lover' or whatever so that this girl - whoever she is - would think that Mingyu isn't available.

But although he knows that Mingyu is doing all this to put up a show for the girl he mentioned, Wonwoo can't help from feeling butterflies in his stomach. He isn't sure why, but it could be the way Mingyu stares at him a bit too passionately for Wonwoo to deal with, or the fact that Mingyu's body is pressed flat against his, their bodies moving slowly against each other. But Wonwoo's mind goes absolutely blank, making him unable to think straight when Mingyu suddenly lowers his face, placing it in the nape of Wonwoo's neck. Every breath Mingyu takes dances on Wonwoo's skin, making Wonwoo's stomach twist and corners of his lips curl up. It tickles, but in the good, exciting way. 

He gasps in surprise when Mingyu starts placing open-mouthed kisses all over his neck, especially on the places where Wonwoo is the most sensual.

Mingyu lifts his head up quickly, looking at Wonwoo with concerned face. "Is this okay?" he asks and Wonwoo manages to just nod before he has even thought about it.

Mingyu lowers his head to Wonwoo's neck again and continues trailing kisses from the left side of Wonwoo's neck to the right, not forgetting to kiss his jaw on his way. If Wonwoo felt like the house was spinning few minutes ago now he feels like he's in a hurricane. Also, he feels like he could be in flames from the heat he's feeling. 

Wonwoo tries to keep himself from making any kind of sounds, although no one except maybe Mingyu would hear him over the blasting music. It's hard when Mingyu seems to know exactly what to do to rile up Wonwoo the most. He knows the best places and times to kiss gently and lightly, and best places and times to go a bit rougher and suck on Wonwoo's skin, nipping here and there.

Wonwoo stumbles a bit so Mingyu moves his hands from Wonwoo's shoulders to Wonwoo's waist and guides him to lean on the wall closest to them, his lips never quite leaving Wonwoo's skin. Wonwoo feels controlled being pressed against the wall, but he kind of likes it. 

He likes it a lot, actually. Instinctively, he brings his hands to Mingyu's shoulders. The position and it all feels too natural and right; Mingyu's warm hands resting on Wonwoo's waist, his fingers slowly drawing patterns on his skin, Mingyu's mouth and tongue exploring Wonwoo's skin and Wonwoo's own hands wrapped around Mingyu, resting on his shoulders.

Wonwoo feels out of breath, and when Mingyu lightly blows air over the skin he just wet by kissing Wonwoo's not able to keep himself from making any sounds anymore. He moans loud enough for Mingyu to hear, and quickly presses his palm over his mouth trying to prevent it from happening it again. 

Mingyu is just acting for the girl so I definitely shouldn't be this into all of this. If he notices how wrecked I am he's going to freak out or something, Wonwoo's sane part of brain says.

Suddenly Mingyu presses one of his legs between Wonwoo's legs and Wonwoo parts them automatically to give Mingyu space. And when either Mingyu or Wonwoo moves even the slightest bit, Mingyu's leg rubs against Wonwoo's crotch, making the latter's knees go weak. Mingyu then presses himself closer to Wonwoo, which puts even more pressure on Wonwoo's crotch and he fails at an attempt to keep himself from moaning. This time it's just so loud that he's definitely sure that Mingyu and few others heard it too. 

What Wonwoo didn't expect is that after Mingyu clearly heard Wonwoo moan, he starts grinding against Wonwoo's crotch, on a steady pace. Wonwoo's breath catches in his throat and he's breathing unevenly. He's starting to feel the buildup in his lower stomach, feeling himself get hard.

He quickly snaps his eyes open, realizing what's happening. He can't get hard right here, right in front of everyone - and Mingyu, the guy he just met. He untangles himself from Mingyu's hold, breathing heavily. And without even a single word or glance at Mingyu, he runs away.