𝐌𝐲 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐝 || 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯

Chapter 5 - Let Me Love You

Seven's POV

Seven rested his hand on his hip, sighing a little. His yellow eyes stared at Yoosung as he brushed his fingers through his hair. The blonde bent over a little, leaning on the couch to grab something. Since Seven was feeling a little enticing, he slowly caressed the blondes hips, making a grin.

Yoosung yelped with surprise and turned his head to look at him. He slightly jerked his hips from right to left, letting Seven grasp and hold them tightly. He continued moving his hips from side to side, letting Sevens hand roam up his chest.

"We need to stop...we can't do this in front of Zen." Yoosung whispered to the red head as he put his hands down. "Bummer..." Seven fake whined and wrapped his arms around Yoosung's waist. "Oh my god..." Yoosung softly pushed him off.

"Let's go."

About 30 minutes later, they arrived at Zen's place. Zen was waiting for them at the door. Seven smiled, looking at the tall figure in front of him. "Hey hey Zen! What's up?" He asked cheerfully. Yoosung smiled that cute smile as always. "Hey Zen."

"Guys, you should check the messenger. You haven't been on for half the day. What's going on with you two?" Zen asked, putting a hand on his hip.

"Oh nothing much." Seven purposely stood close to Yoosung, as he trailed his hand down the blondes back. "Y-yea, nothing." He tried to nod, giving him a weak smile. "Yoosung? You've been good to Seven I suppose?" Zen looked kind of serious.

"Yes he has...he's been a very...very good boy." Seven rested his hand on the blondes ass, squeezing it tightly. Yoosung yelped and turned to look back at Seven. "What was that?" Zen tilted his head and looked at both of them.

"I-I Seven surprised me with his touch on my shoulder. Heh..." His eyes narrowed at Seven, who squeezed it even harder. "Shit, Seven--" Yoosung stopped and covered his mouth. His face was all flushed and red, his eyes darting back and forth. 

Seven grabbed ahold of Yoosung's hips from behind and held him tightly. Zen raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Guys, is there something you've been hiding? He asked, moving his white hair away from his face.

"No! No...can me and Seven...talk?" Yoosung whispered, pushing his hands away from his hips. "Sure..." Zen nodded and walked out.

Seven smirked and pinned Yoosung up against the wall. "Yoosung...why are you pushing me away...?" He whined. Yoosung tried to push away but Sevens arms were to strong.

Seven grabbed him from behind, putting his hand in his shirt. "S-Seven. Not here!" He tried to yell but he couldn't. Seven put his hand and ran it up Yoosung's chest. "Hmm, your breathing is fast..."

"Zen could come right back in...! S-Seven." Yoosung bit his lip and closed his eyes. Seven kissed right under his jawline again, making the marks on his neck noticeable again.

"Seven! He's gonna notice!" Yoosung pulled away from him. Seven smirked. "Let him notice." The blonde whimpered, just as the prince of beauty walked back in.  "Done?" Zen asked.

"Yea, me and...Seven need to go...right Seven?" He asked, his hand shaking a little. "Yea. That's right. Since he's going home tomorrow, and is going to college, he needs to rest. So we're going to go."

Yoosung, having no idea what Seven was going to do, slumped against his shoulder, hiding his neck. Seven just smiled at Zen, as he picked up the younger male. Yoosung gasped with surprise. He groaned and leaned his head against his shoulder again, closing his eyes.

Zen made a small laugh. "That tired? Alright." Seven nodded and went over to the door. "Adios Zen." Seven chuckled and walked out.

Yoosung lifted his head up and jumped from Sevens arms. "That was so embarrassing Seven!" He whined as Seven wrapped his arm around the blondes shoulder. "Your so cute." Seven whispered, kissing his lover softly.

The blonde sighed and kissed him back, trying to dominate the kiss. Seven gave in and let him, making Yoosung smile. "Let me love you Sev..." He whispered through his lips, putting a hand on his cheek and letting Seven rest his hands on Yoosung's hips.