𝐟𝐰𝐛 - 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

~ten

vexie2003

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Jisung resisted his urge to curl into a ball and leaned closer to Minho, though he winced at the reminder of his angry words.

"Um...no?" he tried, while Minho's hand trailed up his leg, winding through his fingers for a split second then running up his arm.
"Oh? I could've sworn I heard a complaint..."

"Nope. Must've been a dream. Or- or, uh, a hallucination."

"A hallucination?" Minho repeated while his other hand stayed on his leg, dangerously close to the place that was growing in need.

"Ye-Yeah," Ji muttered, ducking his head as he felt The Hand inch closer, embarrassing himself with the desire to push himself into Minho's hand already, or better yet his body-

"My hallucinations stopped when I started taking those meds, remember?"

Jisung blew out a sigh and squeezed his eyes shut as Minho's hand drifted even closer. One of those stupidass mini rubix cubes couldn't have fit in the space in between them.

Minho's hand finally lightly met where Ji needed most and he involuntarily jerked forward into the older's hand.

"Fuck," he cried, desperately grounding into Minho's hand.

A guttural groan emitted from deep in Minho's throat as flipped over the console, tiring of the space in between their cores. Reclining the younger's seat in a smooth move that baffled Ji, Minho moved up his baby's body breathing deep breaths, striking Jisung as if the older was trying to inhale him, memorizing his scent.

Minho paused at his neck, skimming his nose over the sensitive skin there. Jisung throbbed at the intensifying anticipation.

Unable to keep a whimper from his lips, Jisung closed his eyes and Minho stole his voice as their lips collided.

Their tongues danced as Minho's fingers continued to work magic, climbing into the boy's pants. Jisung's eyes flew open as the boy on top of him's fingers made contact. His lips opened in a gasp and Minho licked his lips hotly.

Needless to say, they jumped out of their skin when a rapping sound came from the driver's window.

"Fuck," Minho cursed, subtly fixing both their pants and situating himself as he manuevered himself back into the front seat not nearly as smooth as he had earlier.

Jisung quickly scooted the seat back up and met a pair of brown eyes. He grimaces as his eyes take in the scene, including the current situation in their pants.

Minho rolled down the window with a cool expression. "Yes?"

The guy awkwardly cleared his throat. He seemed a little familiar. "Uh, hi."

"Yes?" Minho repeated and Jisung subtly smacked him.

"Hi," Jisung greeted in return, leaning over the rude bitch to be polite. "Have we met?"

"Uh, sort of, I'm, I go to your school, I mean, yeah," he stammered.

"Ten, right?" Jisung double checked. He was right. He was familiar. They'd had calculus together last semester.

"No," Minho shook his head, his dick face on. "It's Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul."

Yikes.

Jisung hit the older boy. "Shut up dickhead."
Mentioned dickhead turned with a dark look and hissed, "Careful with that mouth, darling, or it'll end up wrapped around-"

Ten cleared his throat, catching onto the tension. "So, my five year old sister is playing in the living room. And right in front of the living room is the window, which is situated to face the front-"

Minho interrupted him. "Can you get to the point?"

Ten pointed. "That's my house. You're in view of my sister."

    Jisung blushed. "Oh. Shit. Sorry."

    "Yeah. I mean, it's fine, congratulations, but-"

Minho pinned him with a sharp look. "We're not dating."

Ten barely blinked. "Okay. Sure. Whatever. You'll move?"

Jisung nodded while Minho glared at Ten. "Sure. Sorry about that."

"It's fine. Uh, guess I'll see you at school in a few days, once break ends?" Ten awkwardly waves and exits scene.

Needless to say our pants situation has died down.

Jisung cut eyes to the older. "Do you always have to be a dick?"

"Do you always have to talk about dick?" He shrugged. "Just trying begging. You'll get what you want." A dark smile. "Promise."

Jisung rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Just...let's go."

Minho smirked. "I think that was an eye roll, babe." He fake sighed. "Such disrespect." A smirk.

"Will you ever learn?"