horny//// xiuchen

thirteen.

when jongdae woke up he was in his bed, tucked in. he let out a yawn, not caring how he got there. he got up, going to his restroom and brushing his teeth, washing his face, his normal morning routine. he put on his glasses, walking downstairs to see his friends hanging around.

"morning," baekhyun told him, somehow fitting on the couch with chanyeol, who took up the majority of it. everyone was just casually on their phones.

"morning. where's my mum?"

"still at the office, bub," junmyeon said, "oh, and i gotta go home soon. i'll be back, i just need to help my mom move around some furniture."

"okay," jongdae nodded.

"oh, and we gotta be out of the house because your mum is sending over a team to redecorate the house in like ten minutes," jongin told jongdae.

"yeah, we were gonna go over to chanyeol's for a bit, you wanna come?" baekhyun asked

"nah, i'll just take a walk for a bit or something, maybe go walk some dogs from the animal shelter," jongdae shrugged, "thanks though."

"yeah, no prob," baekhyun nodded, chanyeol messing with his hair and scrolling through instagram with the other.

"i'm gonna change," jongdae said, going back upstairs. he put on jeans and an old hoodie, slipping on timberlands. when he went back downstairs his friends were already gone, and so he decided it was best to leave the house before the group of people got there. he left his house, taking in a deep breath of cold air.

he left his porch, looking to minseok's house. soyeon's car wasn't there...

jongdae walked over to minseok's porch, walking forward until he was standing in front of minseok's door. he knocked, counting the seconds until minseok would open it. it didn't take the elder long, jongdae smiling brightly upon seeing him.

"hi, minseokie!"

"hey, dae-ah. you gonna come in?" minseok asked jongdae, "it's outrageously cold outside."

"yeah," jongdae nodded, walking into the house.

"tea?" minseok asked, "i have chamomile."

"yes please," jongdae said, following minseok to his kitchen and pushing himself up onto the island counter. he watched as minseok started to make the tea.

"are you a fan of earl grey?" jongdae asked.

"i'm not the biggest fan of hot tea. i prefer coffee," minseok replied, "but chamomile isn't too bad. earl grey makes me nauseous."

"you like cold teas," jongdae nodded, "peach."

"yeah, peach tea is my favorite," minseok nodded, confirming jongdae's statement, "so, is this going to be a thing, then?"

"is what going to be a thing?" jongdae asked, head tilting in confusion.

"you coming over unannounced, us doing less than appropriate things together behind my wife's back," minseok said, "if it is, i'll make sure to buy chamomile tea more often."

"i dunno," jongdae shrugged, legs swinging back and forth, "do you want it to be a thing?"

"it's not something i should want," minseok told him. jongdae looked to him.

"that wasn't the question, minseokie," jongdae said, "let me know now before i embarrass myself."

"i... i want it to be a thing," minseok nodded, immediately knowing that he made the right choice in saying that once he saw jongdae's eyes light up.

"okay, then get ready, because i get really, really annoying sometimes," jongdae told minseok as he walked to jongdae, standing in between his legs, rubbing his thighs up and down.

"that's alright," minseok responded.

"really loud, too. like really, really loud," jongdae added, "and i'm outrageously conceited."

"look at you, with your face, who wouldn't be conceited?" minseok said, lifting jongdae's hoodie slightly. cold hands met warm skin, sending goosebumps up jongdae's back.

"look at how pretty you are, baby," minseok mumbled, hands rubbing jongdae's sides up and down, one of his thumbs swiping over jongdae's pink nipple. jongdae let out a little moan at the action, nipples hardening as cold air brushed over them.

"daddy, kisses," jongdae said to minseok. minseok leant forward, connecting their lips in a soft little kiss that had jongdae's heart beating a little too quickly.

"tea's done," minseok mumbled against jongdae's mouth.

"mhmm," jongdae replied, still kissing minseok. minseok forced himself to pull away, jongdae pouting at him for breaking the kiss.

"cute," minseok said, placing a kiss against jongdae's forehead. jongdae smiled happily at the affection.

minseokie is so nice to me.

"here, love," minseok told jongdae, passing him a mug.

"thank you," jongdae told him. minseok nodded.

"of course, baby," minseok told jongdae, "so, that jongin guy."

"nini? what about him?" jongdae asked, sipping from his mug, "it's yummy, minseokie."

"i'm glad you like it," minseok told jongdae, "how long have you known him?"

"hmm... yixing hyung met him in university, and then introduced him to the group, so maybe almost a year or so?" jongdae said, thinking over it, "why?"

"you're awfully close," minseok said. jongdae grinned at him.

"jealous?" jongdae giggled. minseok rose an eyebrow.

"you wouldn't believe just how envious i am," minseok nodded.

"you don't have to be, then," jongdae said, "i like spending time with you the most, minseokie."

"good," minseok said, "cause i get jealous very easily, jongdae-ah, and i don't enjoy other people touching what's mine."

"so selfish, minseokie," jongdae shook his head, moving minseok's hair out of his face, "such a bad trait to have, you know."

"you like me," minseok replied, "bad traits and all."

"yup," jongdae nodded, agreeing with the fact, "i do."

minseok smiled softly at jongdae. jongdae was sweet. jongdae was funny. jongdae said please and thank you. jongdae liked it when minseok made him chamomile tea. jongdae would wake up at five in the morning to go to the store with minseok. jongdae kissed him like he meant it.

minseok cupped jongdae's face in his hands, wondering how the hell someone like him ever even came into existence.

"you're a baby," minseok said, wishing more than anything that jongdae could have been a few years older or he could have been a few years younger. but jongdae only smiled at him, pecking minseok's lips.

"i'm your baby, minseokie."