LOUDER | JEONGCHEOL FF

LOUDER

Seungcheol isn't sure if bringing Jeonghan to meet his frat brothers was a good decision. He glares from across the living room as his boyfriend gets tackled by his boisterous housemates.

"Jeonghan-hyung we should play tennis soon!"

"Hyung we should go out for a walk sometime! I love rabbits too!"

"I can teach you how to cook hyung! You can come over any time or i can come over to your place and —-"

"Absolutely NOT!" Seungcheol yelled. He's had enough of it. He sent a staggering death glare to the tallest man who's been clinging to Jeonghan a little too close for his comfort. "Definitely not, Mingyu." He singled him out. Yes. Especially NOT Mingyu. He may look all puppy-like and gentle but he's a fuck boy through and through.

Mingyu whined then and whispered something to Jeonghan's ears that got Seungcheol all the more riled up. "That's it! Hannie! Come here, we're going inside my room!"

"But Cheol we're just—" Jeonghan rebutted. But his boyfriend sent him a look. So he sighed and stood up and walked to where Seungcheol is standing.

Seungcheol wrapped a possessive arm around his waist as his eyes still linger on the now grinning bunch. These motherfuckers.

Once inside the room, Jeonghan sat comfortably on his bed and said, "alright what was that?"

"What?" Seungcheol shrugged as he took a stick of cigarette from a pack. "You know what." The younger man looked at him expectantly.

"They're being too friendly."

"And isnt that a good thing? It just means they like me."

"Right, a little too much, i should say."

"God Seungcheol! I dont get you." Jeonghan exaggeratedly let his back fall to the bed. "Really, i sometimes dont."

"You dont understand.. i know those boys." Seungcheol lay to his side, opposite Jeonghan. "I know them too well. I lived with them for years." The younger remained silent. "Seokmin will latch onto you like a leech. And you're just Mingyu's type." He took a puff of some.

"So?"

"So what?"

"So what if im Mingyu's type? You're my boyfriend."

"I know. But still—"

Jeonghan propped himself up to straddle Seungcheol's hips. The latter was surprised by the action but welcomed it anyway as he settled his hand on Jeonghan's left thigh. "Im yours." Jeonghan said then he leaned closer, his lips almost touching Seungcheol's. "Yours." He whispered against the other's lips and made his point by giving him a chaste kiss.

Just as when Jeonghan's about to pull away to sit up straight, Seungcheol grabbed his nape and pulled him for another kiss— this time deep, their tongues meeting. Seungcheol moaned into the kiss as he felt his lover grind against him. "Hannie.." a moan escaped his lips as they parted.

"I dont think we should.." Jeonghan was panting.

"What? Why?"

"They're still awake. They might hear us. We should uh— stop." His hands curl at Seungcheol's shirt.

"Really?" Seungcheol gripped his hips for better contact. "You say that yet you cant stop rubbing against me." Seungcheol reached up to throw his cigarette to the ashtray.

"Well im just making a point. And we should study for that test." And much to Seungcheol's annoyance, the younger man did get off him and laid on his stomach beside him. "Fuck, Hannie! Come back here.." Seungcheol grunted.