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sehun exhales heavily, dreamily. last night he finally saw yixing's lower body, something he has on his non existent to-do-list. everything that happened last night still playing in his mind. on how yixing takes him so good and his mouth. he remembered on how yixing said his name, moaning out his name. he remembered how yixing's pretty fingers forms a fist, grabbing the sheet. he remembered how yixing taste like.
sweet. hot. and just yixing.
sehun put away the blanket covering his naked body, yawning as he stands up. luckily to him yixing has a private bathroom in his room. so sehun doesn't has to tip toe-ing in his naked state to the bathroom outside the room. he sees a white towel laying beside him which he thought as yixing's doing. although the gesture is sweet, he expect to wake up to his face. not an empty spot.
he wears the towel around his waist, the edge stopping on his knees. he grab his clothes, finding it neatly folded on the bedside table. sehun smiles. yixing is such a gentleman. he even bthers to fold sehun's clothes.
he walks towards the bathroom with his clothes on his hand. after cleaning his body and rinsing his ash blonde hair, he dried his body with the white towel yixing gave him. before wearing the clothes except for his black bomber jacket. he twist open the door knob, his other hand drying his hair with the towel.
a clicking sound divert his attention to it, only to find yixing's brown orbs. the older smiles at him, and there goes his heartbeat again. "how are you feeling?"
"shouldn't i be asking you that?" sehun chuckles, sitting on the edge of the bed. he feels happy. last night was mind blowing for him.
"no need to worry about me." that's yixing for you, always the selfless one. sehun can sees he is fine, he is not limping when he walks so it's a relief. last night they did it sweet, passionate. so yixing isn't much in pain. although his body is full of sehun's kisses and bitings. "the others are still in the living room."
"any of them alive?"
"kyungsoo and minseok. kyungsoo's cooking- as usual- and minseok is cleaning." yixing wipes a fake tear, "i'm so thankful of him." sehun rolls his eyes playfully. but what the two did is actually really kind, sehun agrees. "are you gonna believe me if i say jongdae and chanyeol joins jongin on the roof?"
sehun blinks. he knows his friends are crazy but not to this state. "well, yeah, i guess."
"then jongdae and chanyeol joins jongin on the roof. i'm surprised my house is still standing with three bodies lying above it."
sehun lets out a laugh, pulling the older to embrace him. yixing smells like mint, fresh from shower. he inhales his smell, not having enough of it. he feels yixing pat his head gently, "how's your practice for the art day?"
shoot, sehun internally cursed. "i actually forgot about that."
he feels yixing's chest rumble, impact of him laughing. "cute."
