SWEET CREATURE | stray kids

FORTY SIX

what chan said was true. changbin didn't have asthma. but it damn sure felt like it.

he'd liked guys before. obviously. but never like this; heart racing in his throat, stomach churning and fluttering with insects, hands and feet moving restlessly and nervously. the sun beat down on him outside the venue but he hardly noticed as he waited anxiously for minho to arrive.

he appeared out of nowhere when changbin least expected it.

"hey."

minho's breath was hot on the shell of his ear. changbin jumped, whipping around to find a sweaty and breathless minho standing behind him, only inches away.

"sorry for scaring you", minho apologized with a breathtaking laugh. he wiped at his forehead with the back of his hand, a few droplets falling from his soaking hair. "how'd you like the performance?"

changbin didn't answer for several seconds, frozen in place as he stared at minho with wide eyes. it wasn't until the other furrowed his brows, confused at changbin's silence, that he remembered how to form a coherent sentence. "oh, it was great! you did so good."

"take some good pictures?", minho asked. "i saw you taking photos on your phone."

"a few", changbin managed, barely audible. a mischievous glint appeared in minho's eyes and he reached forward suddenly, grasping changbin's wrist in his own.

"come here."

before changbin could fully register what was happening, he was being pulled into an alleyway and shoved against the wall. all the breath left his lungs in one large gasp as minho cupped his jaw and gazed deep into his eyes.

"is this okay?", minho asked as he pressed closer, hand still gripping changbin's wrist while the other curled around his jaw and fingertips grazed changbin's neck.

"y-yeah", changbin stammered, eyes glued to minho's lips that were inching forward, getting closer with each passing second. he swallowed his fears with a large gulp and minho dived in.

kissing minho was basically everything he'd imagined. minho kissed him hard; heart pounding against another heart in a different chest, thigh riding up to rock against his crotch, teeth biting down on his lip and tongue slipping inside, breathing hot in his mouth until he was tilting his head back and letting minho drink him up like he was the sweetest kind of nectar. kissing minho was harsh and furious and passionate. there was no questions asked, just a screaming declaration of see me!!

minho pulled back, hooded eyes opening to gaze out at changbin with a dangerous expression. he was breathing hard and his warm breath fanned over changbin's face, smelling of minty mouth wash. "do you wanna go back to my place?"

how was changbin supposed to say no?