EXO One Shot ft. GOT7 B.A.P BTS ! (ft. K-POP )

JinMark~ (GOT7!) smut!

warning: boyxboy! smut!

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"Mark," JinYoung whined. He'd been trying to wake Mark up for the past few minutes, but Mark was so exhausted he just groaned and begged JinYoung to leave him alone and let him sleep a little longer. It was 5:30am and they didn't have to wake up until seven. But JinYoung wanted Mark up . . . now.

He shook him again.

"JinYoung, please . . . " Mark slurred sleepily, "just let me sleep. I'm so tired."

But JinYoung just changed his tack. He snuggled up closely to Mark and began to kiss his cheek and jaw.

"JinYoung . . . " Mark's voice sounded a little irritated. He really needed to get some more sleep. They'd had a long day yesterday and the day ahead was going to be just as long, so if he didn't sleep now, there'd be precious little opportunity for it later.

But JinYoung was relentless. When the nagging, snuggles and kisses didn't work, he decided to take it up a level.

"JinYoung!" Mark shouted and jumped a little.

He had reached out and placed his hand between Mark's legs.

"What do you think you're doing?" Mark said pushing his hand away.

"You won't get up any other way. I had no choice left," JinYoung explained.

"But why can't you just let me sleep?" Mark asked, barely able to open his eyes.

"Because we don't have much time," JinYoung said.

"Time?"

"Time together. Before everyone else wakes up . . . " he explained.

Mark groaned again. This endless conversation was slowly waking him up. And the problem was, once he was properly awake, it wouldn't be easy for him to go straight back to sleep.

"Please, have mercy, will you? . . . I'm sooooooo tiiiiiiired . . . " Mark whined.

"Hyung, . . .  you'll thank me later . . . " JinYoung purred.

"Why are you like this, JinYoung-ah?" asked Mark with both eyes now open. He was now almost fully awake. "I don't understand you. Why now? Every time I come near you lately you act like you don't want me, but then we get back to the hotel room and . . . "

"I just want what's between us to be private," JinYoung whispered. "It's one thing for fans to see skinship and fanservice, but once it gets to be too much, they start thinking you're gay and then that's the end of your career. I've worked too hard . . . you've worked too hard to just throw it all away, right?"

"But . . . why can't you let me sleep? Just a little looooooonger," Mark moaned. Then, he added a fake cry, "plllllleeee . . . heeeeee . . . . eeeeease . . . JinYoung-aaaaahhhh . . . "

But JinYoung just ignored his pleas.

"Mark," JinYoung breathed against his ear, "I love you . . . "

"Don't try that old ploy. It's not going to work. I'm too tiiiiired, I said," Mark said slumping into the bed.

"It's not a ploy," JinYoung said with mock-hurt in his voice. "You know I love you . . . why else do you think I want you so much right now?"