[M] I HATE MY FUCK BUDDY | YEONBIN

IHMFB : FORTY FOUR

Yeonjun's outfit
(just imagine him wearing a bandana)

| art room |

"We should really go back." Soobin said, and Yeonjun nodded.

"We will leave in a minute." Yeonjun mumbled, and then continued making out with Soobin.

Soobin tilted his head, feeling Yeonjun's tongue go deeper inside his mouth, exploring and tasting his wet cavern. Yeonjun sucked his bottom lip, just then Soobin was about to respond, the older grabbed Soobin's back of head to deepen the kiss, and choked the younger with his tongue.

After a few seconds, Yeonjun pulled away, and then looked at the sight in front of him. Soobin's appearance was calling Yeonjun's sanity, and he was definitely losing it.

Yeonjun frowned when Soobin booped his nose and tried suppressing his laughs, "Why are you laughing?" Yeonjun asked.

"I-I'm sorry, b-but— YEONJUN, WHAT THE FUCK?! YOU HAVE LITTLE BURGERS ON YOUR MINT GREEN SOCKS!!" Soobin stammered, giggling.

Yeonjun looked down, and then glared at Soobin, "I hate you, I'm not taking it off!"

"Yeonjun!!!" Soobin whined, and then threw his head back, laughing.

"You know what? Now, I don't want to have sex before marriage." Yeonjun mumbled angrily.

Soobin continued laughing, but Yeonjun got annoyed. He grabbed Soobin's hand, and then forcefully pulled him up, exiting the art room.

They took the stairs, and then quickly walked the hallways, knowing where to go— Yeonjun's dormitory room.

| Yeonjun's room |

They both entered Yeonjun's room, and as soon as he locked the door, Soobin threw his arms around the elder's neck and attached their lips.

Yeonjun moaned into the kiss, but was quick enough to wrap his arms around Soobin's waist. Yeonjun walked to his bed and laid the younger on the soft mattress.

Soobin spread his legs further apart, giving Yeonjun space to nestle between them. Yeonjun crawled between Soobin's legs, gripping his thighs, "Hmmm." Yeonjun whispered, and then began kissing Soobin softly.

Soobin hummed into the kiss, feeling Yeonjun lick his bottom lip, the kiss was warm and wet. Soobin could only see Yeonjun's eyes in the dark of the room.

The blue-haired boy placed kisses all over the younger's neck. Cold skin brushing, their bodies were rubbing against each other.

Yeonjun took his black suit jacket off, chucking it to the side. He took Soobin's see-through too, chucking it away as well. Soobin reached up, removing Yeonjun's white shirt inside.