He's addicted. Seungmin is sure he's addicted. Because if not then why can't he stop?
It tastes like peaches. Every your touch tastes like peaches. Every small caress you do, every time you run your fingertips up and down his jawline, every time you pull away to then lean in again. It all tastes like peaches. Like peaches, and like apples, and like pears, and like persimmons.
And Seungmin can't help but bite you. Carefully, controlling the force, he digs his teeth into your lower lip, waiting for this sugary taste to fill him whole. And it does fill him when you throw your head back, laughing, smacking his shoulder with your favourite "what are you doing, dummy?".
Seungmin is addicted. He doesn't question it now. He's addicted. To you. To your lips. To your taste. To the way you call him "dummy". Seungmin is addicted, but he doesn't want to quit. He doesn't want to quit it at all.
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FanficThis is a compilation of my autumn skz one-shots. Every day this month I'm going to write one short imagine about every member. The theme of every imagine - a random but autumn word (actually, I found the list of words on @ichorstars Instagram, and...
