warm.

Seungmin leaned close, lips brushing the shell of Minho's ear. "Want me to warm you, hyung? Just sit inside my mouth. Nothing else. Let you rest."

Minho's eyes, which had been half-lidded, opened fully. He turned his head just enough to meet Seungmin's gaze. The offer was soft, intimate, exactly what he needed-no demands, only comfort. He nodded once.

"Yeah. Strip for me, baby."

- OR.

Minho gets home late and tired from work. Seungmin knows just the way to relax his boyfriend.