Chan comes home exhausted. The week's been rough, and he and Junhui haven't been talking as much because of practice and the fact that they were preparing for Chan's birthday on Saturday. He was so glad it was Friday, which meant there was no school or practice tomorrow, not to mention finally turning that good age of sixteen. Legally, Chan'll finally be able to get a job, but it wasn't really needed.
He goes to his room and puts his bag down as well as his cap. He throws himself on his bed, his phone going off. The teen grumbles as he reaches for it.
hui💞: babe, how long are we doing this "break" for
Chan smiles and rolls his eyes as he rolls on his stomach.
baby boy💞: we're not breaking up
baby boy💞: it's called taking some
time to breathe, wen junhui. now calm downhui💞: but i don't want this
hui💞: you forbid me from calling
baby boy💞: HM bc according to my receipts you saw a girl NAKED
princess💞: did you want me to be beaten up for that? if so, tell jihoon and seungcheol i'm on the porch of your house. i'll gladly sit here and let them rip out all my teeth or smthn. i'll let them kill me if it shows you how sorry i am
boyf💗: UM DNDN NO BABE I THINK NOT FJFJIS i dont want u getting hurt
princess💞: you're huRTING ME RN
princess💞: oof open your door i'm burning out here
Just as Chan was going to send Junhui a bunch of question marks, the door bell rings. He raises a brow, quickly walking down his loft and downstairs. He opens the front door, greeted with his "boyfriend" who was carrying a bunch of bags and a luggage.
"Wen Ju—" Before Chan can finish, Junhui drops everything to kiss the shorter. Chan's fights the urge to kiss back, pushing Junhui away but keeping his grips on his shoulders. "What? Why are you here?"
"Because your birthday is tomorrow?" Junhui answers. He rests his hands on Chan's hips. "Do you not want me here?"
"No, I do... I just... Wasn't expecting you."
"Clearly, you're all sweaty." Junhui smiles as he leans in once more. He kisses Chan, the younger finally kissing back. Chan giggles, Junhui slipping his hands into his shirt. "Okay, babe, stop." The older gets pushed away softly and he whines. Chan has none of it and just walks away, leaving the older to grab his things and close the door. Junhui follows him up into his room.
As soon as Junhui enters and everything in his hand is gone, he quickly embraces Chan, holding him tight and breathing in the scent of his shirt, which was just sweat. Chan grumbles, and Junhui just pulls him closer, Chan's back against his chest.
"I have to shower," the younger whispers. Junhui hums and pulls him into his bathroom. He leans him against the counter. Chan pushes him away. "Last time we showered together, you literally couldn't stop smacking my ass and staring at my thighs."
"Not my fault you have a body of a god," Junhui whispers, removing his hand to tangle their fingers together. "I missed you so much,"
"Huh? Acting as if last week never happened?"
Junhui licks his lips, not moving away at all. He just presses himself against Chan. "What are you talking about? I never said it didn't happen,"
"Oh? Are you trying to get somewhere, Wen Junhui?"
"Maybe," Junhui's voice went so much lower and it was sending shivers down Chan's spine. His boyfriend was definitely a huge turn on.
"Then what? What is it, lover boy?" Chan rubs his fingers along Junhui's jaw, the other eyeing him with complete lust and hunger. "What does my daddy want from his lovable baby boy?" That's what has Junhui pressing against him even harder, smashing their lips together. He slips his hands under Chan's thighs, lifting him into the counter without breaking the kiss. They pull away for air, Chan keeping his hand on Junhui's chest. "I didn't say you could kiss me,"
"For a virgin, you know how to take control," Junhui whispers and Chan hums in response. "I guess I could have read... and watched some things."
"You know, I should put a collar on you," Chan mumbles, rubbing Junhui's neck. "Maybe then people will realize you belong to me."
"I'd get it tattooed, honestly." Junhui laughs, and Chan's dick is suddenly twitching in his pants. He curses when Junhui looks down. "Aw, is my baby hard trying to show he's in control?"
"I'm supposed to be punishing you,"
Junhui leans in, whispering into Chan's ear, "If I get to fuck you right into the bed, I'll learn my lesson."
Chan looks up at him, "Nobody's stopping you." Junhui takes it as an invitation to pull Chan off the counter and up his loft. He pushes him onto his bed and climbs over him. "Wait, please don't break my loft, though."
"Babe, your shit's sturdy as hell; it won't break."
"Okay, well I also don't have condoms."
"Babe!"
"I don't! Let me go check in my brother's room," Chan gets up, and rushes into Kihyun's room. However, he runs back and calls the older. "Kihyun, do you have condoms?"
"What? What do you need condoms for?"
Chan rolls his eyes, "To suffocate Seungcheol—what else would I need condoms for?!"
"For you or your boyfriend? Wait your b—"
"It's for my boyfriend, hurry up!"
"Okay, damn! How big is your boyfriend?"
"I don't know, almost ten inches?"
Kihyun snorts, "Have fun with that,"
"Kihyun!"
"Okay! Shit! Just in case Changkyun was a lot bigger than I anticipated, there should be like... extra large condoms in my bathroom." Chan thanks him and hangs up before Kihyun and say anything else. He rushes to it and grabs at least two before rushing back to Junhui who was on his phone.
Junhui looks up at him as he turns off his phone and sets it on the bedside table. Chan hands him the condoms before grabbing the bottle of lube from the table. "Go ahead and strip, baby," Junhui instructs, taking off his shirt. Chan licks his lips as he follows, breathing heavily as he gets nervous.
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smh i only got like one person,,,,,,,,
i dont know how long this'll be??) it'll prob be over at like 30 so Uhalso
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