One more... || Chanlix [Stray Kids]

Why you?

Minho's heart felt small as the older's hands went under his leather jacket and deep red cotton t-shirt touching his back, scanning every inch with his fingertips, from his lower back to his shoulder blades. The older's touch felt hot and his hands were really big, the man significally taller than him too and the feeling of his big arms all around Minho made him go weak.

The loud music acted like a pain releaver not letting him hear his thoughts and the several drinks he had on his blood system didn't let him have fully control over his actions.

They were kissing furiously, the older's moves were so intense and deep it barely let Minho breathe, a suffocating feeling on his throat as he placed both his arms on the older's shoulder and brought him even closer. The older man, with his hands now placed on Minho's waist, went down to his neck and sucked it as if his life depended on it.

Minho groaned at the touch, even tho you couldn't tell if it was from frustration or pleasure, he just let the older do whatever with him. Anyways they had just met, so it wasn't that big of a deal, another one night stand.

They were on a gay club a little on the outskirts of the city, the place was so hot inside it felt as if the walls themselves were sweating too, because Minho was for sure frying under that leather jacket and black tight jeans.

What he was doing became kind of a ritual since last month as he tried to come up with a way to stop his internalised(and not so internalised) homophobia. And it was working as far as today.

Since that day with Chan in the park, he decided to push Felix aside and focus on his problems, how could he like someone if he threw up everytime he thought about them?

So his amazing idea was going to gay bars, surrounding himself with people like him, but the ones not ashamed of it. The first times were difficult, and it didn't even came near this point of almost-fucking a dude on the club's sofas like he was doing right now, but little by little he got to meet people and learn about the LGBTQ+ in places like this, his new friend Moonbyul trying to get him to go meetings with her, but that step still seemed too much for him.

As for right now, his lips connected again with the taller man and he wrapped his hand around the hair locks on his nape, something Minho had learned he loved these weeks. Things like people pulling his hair or licking the back of his ears turned him on the spot.

The older broke the heated kiss and got near his ear whispering- Hey baby boy what about we get a room in a near by motel? - Minho was about to accept until he remembered something.

- I worry about you! Maybe going out every weekend like that is not healthy -.

Soojin words from the other day stuck on his brain as arrows, making him more aware of his actions. Maybe drinking and hooking up with random dudes three days a week wasn't the best plan for a university student. At least he always did it with protection.

- No, no sorry I can't today - His arm pushed the older's chest who was on top of him, he sat up once the older backed up, took his things and headed out of the place with his heart at hundreds reps per second.

He heard a shout from the older but decided to ignore it and give him the middle finger. It was better if they never met again.

He reached the door to get out and as soon as it opened he saw someone he really didn't want to see in a place like this. Just as he walked to get out the other boy walked to get in the place.

"What the fuck is Changbin doing here".

Changbin looked at Minho in the eyes, not sure if it was him, well it was clearly him but he was confused. Wasn't him straight? What was he doing in a gay bar? And his lips where very swollen... He traced down to his neck and saw a really deep hickey.