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Without much word, Jongin haphazardly laid on top half of Kyungsoo’s body, pushing himself to fit beside his hyung, which makes the latter’s breath hitch at the sudden contact. Kyungsoo’s heartbeat quickens.
“It’s hot… Jongin… Go away!” Kyungsoo groans in frustration but his body says otherwise, not pushing the younger away.
“I’m tired, hyung. Don’t move.” Jongin, whose face is only few inches away from Kyungsoo’s neck, breathed, his eyes closed arms and legs loosely straddling his hyung’s body.
Kyungsoo stills and gulps.