Bas, Copter and Tee are three University students who shared a house.
One day they decided to hit the gym.
At the gym they meet three hot guys.
Warning: This book is an Alternate Universe bl fanfiction. This contains mature adult language and conten...
A/n - So it's raining heavily and I felt like writing smut.🤣🤣🤣Since it's KimCop turn, here you are.
Btw, I saw boss baby whining why he's the bottom in every ship. 😁😁😁 It's so cute. What's even more cute is that fans trying to console him by shipping CopKim and CopDet. It's like mom's indulging an adorable baby. It's just too cute. 😍😍😍
Do you think Copter should top? I'm not big on switching but what do you KimCop mom's think? Should we give the boss baby a chance to top at least in a fanfiction? Because in real life, I don't think the Alpha Wolf would let him? 😂😂😂
Enjoy!
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"I never thought camping would be so much fun," Copter smiled snuggling into the warm blanket. The night air is a little bit chilly, yet it's not unbearable. They had the warmest blankets and Copter can lean against Kimmon's side, comfortably.
They are sitting at the open mouth of the tent entrance looking out at the activities going outside. There is a huge bonfire, and some music. A group of hikers danced to the music and some sat together and talked to each other seriously.
Kimmon and Copter decided that they preferred each other's company more than anything and came to the tent straight after dinner. During the day they walked around and watched the beautiful sceneries. Now Copter felt a bit tired.
"I'm happy to know you are enjoying." Kimmon smiled pulling Copter closer to his side. "Are you sure you don't want to go out there and watch the bonfire?" He checked again. Copter nodded.
"My feet are killing me," Copter sighed, squeezing his heals with his fingers.
"Why didn't you say so before?" Kimmon turned to him questioningly.
"I didn't want you to think I'm a wimp," Copter chuckled.
"Nonsense," Kimmon dismissed. "Now come on, give me those legs." Kimmon pulled the blanket apart. "I'll give a foot rub," Kimmon grinned, getting hold of Copter's one, sock-clad foot.
"Hey!" Copter chuckled. "It's alright P'Kim. I don't want a foot rub." He tried to pull his leg back.
"No, let me." Kimmon gave him a stern look. "You said your feet are killing you and I'm the expert in foot rubs, believe me." Kimmon started kneading Copter's foot, still covered in a warm thick sock.
"Oh yeah?" Copter sighed leaning back on the mattress, letting Kimmon do whatever he wants with his foot. "Who gave you that title?" He murmured. He can't deny it. P'Kim's hands on his aching foot felt wonderful.
"No one," Kimmon grinned, rolling the sock and pulling it off the foot. "I gave it to myself." Kimmon drawled.
"Like I said, so vain." Copter said sighing softly. P'Kim's warm palms are sliding in his heal and massaging expertly. "But I think you deserve that title." Copter nodded.
