#minsung fluff

You and Jisung never had a typical relationship.

Sure — you're best friends, you've gone through a lot together. College, that first job, second — everything.

Through countless break ups, often lead on by the fact of how close you are, boyfriends and girlfriends of both of you not particularly understanding that you both are just friends.

Well — not just.

You never told them about the countless times in between relationships, when you're both drunk, hell even when you're not.

Nobody knows, but everyone guesses, suspects anyways. Anyone who meets you both assumes your dating, you say you aren't but make no moves to prove them wrong.

Everyone in both of you groups both knew the weird dynamic between you, new people tried to understand but quickly gave up.

Until Minho.

Minho, a work friend of Jisung, quickly infuriating the group, he's great, weird in a way that draws you in, handsome in a way words cant describe.

You're not saying you're a mind reader but you are definitely catching a vibe instantly.

The moment Jisung introduced Minho to you, you notice. The glaces that linger moments too long, the awkward laugh Jisung lets out only with you usually.

It's not jealousy of Jisung — no, more envy.

Because despite this weird dynamic with Jisung, you care about him, you want him. It's why no relationship truly lasts because all you believed you needed was each other — maybe you were wrong.

Jisung on the other hand notice things too, he knew you and Minho well, you both were the closest people to him in his life and he catches on quickly.

Minho, who typically doesn't start conversations out of the blue, always does with you, paying extra attention, nodding along.

Now Jisung would never say anything, no he doesn't want to bring it up because what if he's wrong — or worse, right?

Because Minho isn't like anyone else you would date, he would stick around because he understands to an extent your relationship with Jisung so he wouldn't be threatened right — that's why all your previous relationships ended, because they were insecure but what if he loses you —

Okay, now Jisung said he wouldnt mention it to Minho but you — you were his best friend of course he was going to tell you!

A random Sunday night is when it all clicked in both of your heads, both of you feeling things, silly doubts and one common thing — you both wanted Minho, and each other.

So you plotted, poorly, with no actual plan — basically just going off booze and a whim.

A 'strategically' planned night out, Jisung said it was fool proof but you cant help but be apprehensive.

You randomly messaged Minho, who replied instantly in your little three person group chat you made awhile ago.

Somehow all of your friends couldn't make it so it was just you, Jisung and Minho.

This of course made so much sense in Jisung's mind, you couldn't fight him on it.

At the bar you're focused, well as focused as you can be while slightly tipsy, not drinking a lot as you know what's hopefully going to happen.

You're at the bar, grabbing a round for the three of you, Minho yet to question why its just the three of you so far. When you notice they arent there — looking around at the near by tables to check that maybe you were just losing your mind but no, they weren't anywhere.

Checking over the obvious places, calling out their names you hesitantly check the males bathroom, not in the mood to get flashed, what you find is so much better.

Jisung pressed against the bathrooms sink, his lips attached to Minho's, way too lost in the moment to notice you right away, his hands tangled in his hair, Minho has his knee pressed between Jisung's thighs keeping them parted, faintly hearing a moan escape Jisung's lips.

Only once they hear the bathroom door close do they freeze, looking at you standing in the doorway, Minho looking shocked, a bit unravelled, Jisung however looks so far gone, his hair messed up and lips pink and glossy.

Almost like time stilled for a moment, all outside noises quietening for a second. Only when you smile a bit, taking in the sight of them do they seem to regain functionality.

"You started without me Sungie?" You drag out the question with an almost whine, Jisung lets out a choked moan, his grip loosening on Minho.

Minho, ever the quick one, catches on instantly. Sucking in a shaky breath before pulling from Jisung, not without a small whine in protest.

"What is wrong with you both." His voice still edging on confusion, laced with something more. You cant help but glace at Jisung than back at Minho.

"I guess you're gonna have to try and find out, hm?"

The ride home was blurry, calling an uber was the safest bet, none of you truly sober enough to drive.

The ride back felt torturously long, settling on your apartment as it was the closest. Stuck snug between both of the guys felt like heaven and hell, Jisung's leg drumming up and down anxiously, Minho's almost stoic expression making both of you confused and slightly turned on but we dont talk about that.

The feeling of being literally in between both of them makes your brain go haywire, swirling with all of the possibilities of when you get into the apartment, the excitement, the thrill.

Unconsciously you start clenching your thighs together, of course Minho notices, the guy notices everything about you.

The 20 minute drive felt like an hour, the warmth almost unbearable.

Finally when you arrive, you're suddenly thankful of the long walk, mad at the uber feeling like forever but the reality slowly dawning on you.

Not fear per say, just adrenaline finally dropping.

Jisung is no better, suddenly both of your confident acts crumbling under the idea of Minho.

Minho — who has the straightest face, like he's going to a board meeting not a possible friendship altering encounter.

Entering the apartment should have felt relaxing but it didn't, Minho takes in the space briefly before he makes a long stride to you his hands cupping your face kissing you hard.

Instinctively you moan into the kiss, giving him all the control which you can feel the cocky bastard smile into the kiss. Your fingers curl into the loose fabric of his jacket noticing Jisung's presence lingering close by, hearing the familiar sound of his desperate whines.

Minho breaks the kiss suddenly, leaving you to try and chase his lips, the sudden feeling of disappointment is quickly fading when he pulls Jisung closer, tilting the younger boys jaw so he can kiss him, making sure you're watching.

A small gasped moan escapes from your throat, the sight of them making you go insane with need. A moment later the kiss ends, Jisung looking probably just as desperate and pathetic as you.

"Wheres your bedroom?" Minho's voice coming out broken, catching his breath from the kiss with Jisung. You quickly try and regain composer as you walk ahead of him, guiding him and Jisung to your bedroom.

You can barely process it, clothes ending up mindlessly anywhere on the floor, feeling exposed — all of your thoughts quickly silencing when Jisung kisses you, Minho watching right in front of you.

Your fingers curl into Jisung's hair, pulling helplessly on the strands, desperate for more. Jisung was just as needy, feeling his cock hard against your thigh, rutting against it.

"Poor Sungie has been suffering since the bar —" Minho's words suddenly breaking the silence, your lips still brushed against Jisung's, feeling his breathing grow unsteady. "Be a good girl and help our boy — gonna be good for me, kitty?"

As soon as the nickname falls from his lips you're gone, nodding helplessly at him. Your hands dragging over Jisung as Minho helps him lean against the pillows moving next to him, his thumbs grazing over Jisung's nipples, a breathy gasp from him.

Moving to sit between his legs, your hand slides over the plush of his thighs, enjoying the sweet sounds he's making — Jisung whose always been sensitive everywhere basically.

Slowly your fingers drift to his cock — your thumb tracing over his sensitive tip, gliding over the slit, smearing the cum down his cock.

Before Jisung can even make a proper sound Minho's on him, his lips attaching to Jisung's, Minho's tongue gliding over his bottom lip before his tongue meets his.

Your hand glides up his cock, your thumb pressing against his lip, briefly looking up at him before you lick the head.

His shallow moans muffled by Minho, you can feel heat pooling between your legs at the sight, quickly you wrap your lips around his cock, bobbing your head gagging slightly when he bucks up into your mouth, forcing his cock deeper into you.

Before you can process Minho's hand tangles into your hair pulling you off Jisung's cock. His thumb swipes over your bottom lips, collecting all the spit that gathered from sucking Jisung off, pushing his thumb into your mouth, pressing it against your tongue.

Instinctively you suck, moaning around his thumb, Jisung watches with huge eyes, letting out a strangled sound. Minho however looks pleased, pulling his thumb from your mouth, his fingers brushing over your cheek, his lips so close to yours but he doesn't press them against yours yet.

"Lay down for me, kitty." His voice is barely above a whisper, quickly and haphazardly shift besides Jisung, your thigh pressed against his you're sitting so close.

Minho moves slowly in front of you, not hesitantly, calculated, likes he's trying to control the situation and you both to every degree.

His hands press against your knees, parting them — his eyes immediately drifting down to your exposed cunt, your slick coating your pussy, nearly dripping onto the mattress.

"Look at you — all that from watching me and Hannie?" He coos gently, his tone dripping with condescension.

You cant even muster out any words, a small sound escaping from your throat as Minho slips down onto his stomach, his hands perched directly on your thighs to keep you still and spread out for him.

Jisung is just watching this unfold, feeling his cock twitch as the view in front of him. Two of his best friends who he wants so bad — its genuinely his wet dream.

Minho's focused, his eyes trained on your pussy, watching as you clench around nothing — just as you're about to say something he's on you.

His tongue almost exploring, kitten licking over your cunt before licking a long stripe. Your hands instantly go to his hair, anchoring yourself.

His movements are precise, his tongue swiping over your clit teasingly before prodding at your soaked hole.

You're already embarrassingly close, Jisung and Minho can tell, almost as soon as you feel your orgasm building — Minho pulls away.

"What—" You barely even get one word out before Minho is on you, you can feel his tip slide up your cunt making you moan unexpectedly.

"Gonna be a good girl and put a show on for Sungie?" His eyes glace over at Jisung who somehow looks more wrecked than you.

Not really trusting your words you nod — feeling your thighs start to shake with anticipation.

Slowly Minho pushes in — he feels different than Jisung, longer but not as thick. Quickly he bottoms out, his breathing coming out ragged and uneven.

The feeling takes over you, small shaky moans leaving your lips, adjusting to him. Minho swipes his thumb over your perked nipples, distracting you from the stretch. Quickly The sting morphs into pleasure, arching into him as you squirm under his touch.

Jisung's eyes are trained on you, watching as Minho's cock slides in out of your wet cunt, listening to the mixed sounds of the wet sound and your sweet moans. He cant help but touch himself to the sight of you both.

Pressing his thumb directly over his sensitive tip, using the spit you left on him earlier to wet his cock, stroking his throbbing cock to you getting fucked.

Minho's thrusts are slow and deep, fucking into you like he's trying to mark you — and maybe he is.

"Look at you — both of you, acting pathetic after weeks of eye fucking me." Minho spits out, the sudden realisation that he knew. You can only moan in response, his thrusts growing sharper. "You act all innocent and guarded but you just needed me and Jisung to fuck you stupid, huh?" His words mocking you, leaving you to respond but you cant, his cock pistoling inside of you, hitting that gummy shot with insane precision.

Minho doesn't stop — finally getting to fuck you only turns him mean, his filter completely gone as he looks over at Jisung whose fisting his own cock. "What's the matter Sungie? Too busy being a desperate little slut — what, you get off on watching your best friends, fuck — Shit, she's so tight for us Ji, I think she can take both of us one day."

Minho is talking nonsense at this point, his head clouded with the feeling of your snug walls milking his cock.

Jisung is a pathetic moaning mess — everything is too much, your orgasm is building fast — the feeling oh Minho pounding into your sopping cunt, Jisung's moans echoing through the room mixed with yours.

Jisung can tell — the slight shift of your actions and knowing you all too well. His movements dont stop, reaching over to you — crashing his lips onto yours, swallowing all your sweet moans.

"Come on Hannie — you gonna cum for us?" Minho's voice grows even more ragged, shifting your leg over his arm to fuck you even deeper.

Jisung moans into your mouth, his hand twisting around his cock faster, his thumb swiping over the slit before letting out a silent cry, cumming hard.

"You wanna cum too, kitty? Wanna cum with Sungie — shit, so good for me go on, cum for me angel." Minho's thrusts grow sloppy, his own orgasm creeping up on him, the feeling of your tight walls sucking him in while Jisung is moaning his name.

Minho's words break you, spasming around him as your orgasm crashes over you — moaning desperately into Jisung's mouth, clawing into the sheet — his hair, anything as you ride out your orgasm.

Minho cums at the feeling of you cumming around his cock — his grip on your thighs tightening — letting out a string of groans as he fucks you through your orgasms filling you up — fucking his cum back into you.

Everything slows, everyone's senses dial down, the highs slowly fading. Minho pulls out slowly, watching as your cunt drips with the mixture of your cum.

Minho looks over at Jisung who is also looking at your glistening pussy, his eyes drifting to notice Jisung's cock, which is already half hard again.

"So desperate for our girl still, hm?" A cat like smirk forms on Minho's lips, teasing Jisung. "Wanna taste of her? Think you can handle it Ji?"

Jisung quickly perks up, a small whine escaping at the thought, quickly shifting to take Minho's spot between your legs, diving straight in.

Jisung quickly laps up all of yours and Minho's cum, moaning at the taste, his hips grinding into the mattress.

His tongue gliding over your clit, sucking it hard, moaning against your pussy.

Already so overstimulated from your previous orgasm, this one comes fast and hard — your thighs clenching around Jisung's head.

Jisung only moans at your thighs nearly crushing his head — his ruts into the bed only growing more desperate and needy.

Minho is watching closely, his eyes never straying from you and Jisung, his lips parted from how heavy he's breathing, almost memorised by you both.

Your orgasm comes crashing over you as Jisung sucks on your clit, moaning helplessly into your cunt.

Jisung sucks you through your orgasm, his own building fast, moaning pathetically into your pussy, mumbling sweet praises, the friction between his bare cock and the sheets forcing his own orgasm out of him.

Moments pass — Jisung hesitantly leaves your cunt, noticing how you twitched and probably were sore, resting his head on your thigh, catching his own mess.

Before you can realise Minho left the room, coming back quickly, his boxers back on as he kneels onto the mattress.

Silently helping you both put some clothes on, Minho puts Jisung's shirt on you while helping slide Jisung's boxers on. Handing both of you a glass of water, sitting in front of you, his eyes never leaving yours — unable to read what he's thinking.

Once Jisung basically chugs his drink, putting the glass onto the bedside table, he buries into your side, you take note of the small smile creeping up onto Minho's lips.

While buried into your side you play with his hair, brushing strands stuck to his forehead from his face when he mumbles into your shoulder.

"So — next time?"

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Jisung had been restless all evening. His fingers, which had started innocently tracing patterns on your thigh, slowly inched higher under the oversized t-shirt you wore. He pressed soft kisses along your collarbone, then your neck, letting out a tiny needy sound as his hand slipped between your legs. He rubbed slow circles over your panties, right against your clit.

You bit your lip, hips shifting into his touch with a small, playful smirk. Instead of stopping him, you parted your thighs just enough to give him more room.

Minho noticed right away. His sharp eyes caught the movement under your shirt, and a low, amused chuckle vibrated against your side.

“Well, well,” he murmured, voice warm but already carrying that teasing, condescending edge. “Our Sungie can’t even sit through a movie without getting his hands on you, honey? So impatient tonight.”

Jisung whimpered softly but didn’t stop, rubbing a little firmer, eyes glassy as he looked up at you. “Baby… please? Just a little?”

The word came out hushed and desperate. You carded your fingers through his fluffy hair and nodded, tugging him closer. “Yeah, baby. Keep going.”

Minho’s hand gently caught your jaw, turning your face to his. He kissed you slow and deep, tongue brushing yours while Jisung kept working tight circles over your clit. When Minho pulled back, his smirk was soft, eyes full of affection.

“Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?” he cooed, thumb stroking your cheek. “Already getting so wet for us. My pretty honey, letting Sungie play with her like this right here on the couch.”

You arched a brow at him, that bratty spark showing as you rocked your hips against Jisung’s fingers with a little more attitude, challenging him silently.

Minho’s gaze darkened with fondness. “Ah, like that, hmm?” He tugged Jisung’s hair gently, pulling his head up. “Not like that, Sungie. If you’re going to take care of her, do it properly. On your knees. Taste her. Show her how much you missed her.”

Jisung’s eyes lit up. He slid off the couch eagerly, kneeling between your legs and tugging your panties down. Minho helped, lifting your hips smoothly before settling you back against his chest, arms wrapped around you from behind.

“That’s it. Good boy,” Minho praised, one hand staying in Jisung’s hair to guide him forward. “Start slow for her… yes, just like that. Lick her nice and gentle.”

Jisung moaned the moment his tongue dragged through your folds—broad, eager, and so devoted. He swirled around your clit, then dipped lower, tasting you with hungry little sounds. You gasped, thighs trembling as you gripped his hair tighter.

Minho held you open for him, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Look at him, honey. So hungry for your pussy. Our Sungie would stay right here for hours if I let him, wouldn’t you, Sungie?”

“Mmm-hmm,” Jisung hummed against you, the vibration sending sparks up your spine. He sucked softly on your clit, messy and perfect.

Minho chuckled lowly, the sound warm against your ear. “So eager. Such a perfect boy for us. And you—” He nipped at your neck, sucking a mark into the skin before soothing it with his tongue. “—you’re taking it so well already. My good girl. So spoiled, letting him worship you like this. Look how messy he’s getting, chin all wet because you need it so badly.”

You moaned, grinding against Jisung’s face with a defiant little roll of your hips. Minho’s hand slid down to spread you wider, helping Jisung bury his tongue deeper.

“Fuck—Sungie,” you breathed, voice catching.

“I know, honey,” Minho cooed,

condescending praise dripping sweetly. “He feels incredible, doesn’t he? Working so hard between your legs just to hear those pretty sounds. You’re dripping for us already. Such a sweet, needy pussy taking everything he gives.”

Jisung pulled back just enough to whine, lips shiny. “Mommy tastes so good… want you to come on my tongue.”

Minho guided him right back down with a gentle tug. “Then make her come, Sungie. Don’t stop until she’s shaking for us.”

The steady rhythm of Jisung’s tongue combined with Minho’s low, teasing words and the possessive way he held you pushed you over the edge. You came hard, thighs clamping around Jisung’s head as pleasure crashed through you. Minho kissed your neck through it, murmuring, “That’s it, honey. So pretty when you fall apart for us. Good girl… such a good girl.”

Jisung kept licking you gently until the tremors faded. Minho finally pulled him up, kissing him deeply—tasting you on his tongue—then turned to kiss you just as thoroughly, slow and full of love.

“Bedroom,” Minho said softly, voice warm. “I want both my babies spread out where I can take proper care of you.”

Clothes came off in a trail to the bed. Jisung was hard and leaking, whimpering as you pulled him on top. He slid inside you with one needy thrust, moaning against your neck as he started moving in shallow, desperate rolls.

“… so warm,” he whispered.

Minho knelt beside you, one hand stroking Jisung’s back, the other cupping your breast. He leaned in and bit your shoulder, leaving another pretty mark, then soothed it with his lips.

“Look at you two,” he murmured, affection and that teasing dominance blending perfectly. “So perfect together. Sungie fucking our honey so sweetly, and you taking him so well. My needy babies. You both need me to guide you, don’t you?”

You smirked up at him, rolling your hips to meet Jisung’s thrusts with a touch of playful defiance. Minho laughed softly, the sound so fond it made your chest flutter. “Bratty tonight, honey? That’s okay. I love it.” He reached between you and rubbed your clit in firm circles, making you clench around Jisung.

“Come on his cock for me. Let him feel how much you love it. That’s it… good girl. So tight and wet for us.”

Jisung whimpered, pace quickening. “Hyung—she’s squeezing me—”

“I know,” Minho cooed, kissing Jisung’s temple. “She feels so good, doesn’t she? Fuck her just like that, Sungie. Make her come again so I can have my turn with our pretty honey.”

You shattered around Jisung moments later, pulling him over with you. He moaned “Mommy—” breathlessly as he spilled deep inside.

Minho gave you both gentle kisses while you came down, then carefully moved Jisung to the side. He slid into you with a low groan, forehead pressed to yours.

“So full of us already,” he whispered, the dominant tone softening for a heartbeat as pure love shone through. “Love you both so much. My everything, jagiya.”

Then he started moving—deeper, steadier—while Jisung cuddled close, kissing every mark on your skin and whispering how beautiful you looked.

Minho’s praise flowed steadily. “Such a good girl, honey, taking everything we give you. So warm and perfect around me. Look how well you both listen when I take care of you. My sweet babies.”

HAN POV

I walked up to Lee Know's house and knocked on the door. My palms were sweating, and I couldn't stop myself from biting my nails nervously as I waited on the porch. When Lee Know had suggested this idea yesterday, I'd thought he was joking. Like always, though, he'd convinced me to go along with it. So here I was, at his doorstep with a CVS bag of condoms in hand, about to learn how to have sex.

I was already 22 and still a virgin. I felt so far behind my peers and had been complaining to Lee Know about exactly that at the bar.

"I could just show you," he'd slurred, putting his arm around my shoulder.

"Oh sure," I'd rolled my eyes.

"I'm serious!" Lee Know reaffirmed. As if to prove it, he leaned in and kissed my cheek. I blushed a bright red. "Come over tomorrow at 7."

I faintly heard footsteps approaching the door and took a step back. Lee Know swung it open and looked surprised to see me.

"Han?" he furrowed his brows. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh... ummm..." I stuttered. It was obvious that he didn't remember our plan.

"Is that for me?" he pointed at the CVS bag.

My eyes grew wide, and I rushed to hold it behind my back. "No!"

"What is it?" Lee Know asked, noticing my suspicious behavior. He stepped forward, and we wrestled over the bag for a moment before he ultimately won and looked inside.

"Condoms?" he questioned.

I snatched it back with tears of embarrassment stinging my eyes.

"Oh! Right!" he snapped his fingers together as he recalled our conversation.

"I should go," I began and tried to turn, but Lee Know grabbed my elbow to hold me back.

"I thought you wanted to learn," he remarked.

I took a deep breath and stared shyly at the ground. "I do, but we don't have to. You didn't even remember..."

"Come on in," Lee Know stepped aside, and I looked up, meeting his eyes to make sure he really meant it. Once I was sure, I walked in.

I'd been to Lee Know's house many times. He had retro 70s decor that didn't fit his vibe at all. He also had three cats, two of whom were cuddling on the couch while the third sprinted into the room, ready to defend his owner from any strangers.

"Hi Soonie," I bent down and held my hand out. The cat recognized me immediately and purred against my hand before running back to where he had come from.

Lee Know watched in amusement. "Soonie is usually too shy to let people pet him."

I smiled. To me, it was the highest of compliments for a timid pet to feel comfortable around me.

"This way," Lee Know urged and we headed down the hallway to his room. With every step, it was becoming more and more real what we were about to do.

Lee Know walked into his room and moved a few things off the bed. I remained in the doorway, frozen in fear.

"Han?" Lee Know turned around when he realized I wasn't beside him.

"I—umm— this was a mistake." The bag rustled in my hand from how much I was shaking.

"Han, come here," Lee Know patted the empty spot on his bed beside him. I'd sat on his bed hundreds of times. I'd even slept in it when I wasn't able to drive home. But walking towards it now felt scary. I opted for his gaming chair instead, proud that I'd even made it into the room.

"Han, do you really want to learn?" Lee Know questioned. "You look terrified."

I was terrified. What if I did it wrong? What if Lee Know thought it was weird afterward, and we couldn't be friends anymore? Not to mention, I'd always had a teensy crush on him that I'd been able to keep at bay...what if that got out of hand, and I ruined things?

"I want to learn," I assured him. "I just...will it hurt?"

Lee Know pulled on the arms of the chair and rolled me closer to the bed. He put his hands on my thighs and leaned forward.

"I'll make sure it doesn't," he promised. "I'll make sure it feels so good."

"Why?" I found myself wondering. Why would he do this for me?

He leaned back and shrugged, "Why not?"

"Won't it be weird? We've been friends for so long and..."

"Han I've seen you naked a thousand times," Lee Know rolled his eyes. To him, this obviously meant nothing.

"This is a lot more intimate than peeing beside me at a urinal," I pointed out.

"You're not wrong," he cocked his head to the side. "How about this...if either of us feels weird, we tell the other and stop it right away. No questions asked. No hurt feelings. Just game over. Okay?"

I nodded, and he leaned forward again.

"Are you a top or a bottom?" He was so close and his eyes squinted excitedly at me.

"I don't know," I admitted.

"Why don't we start with a kiss and we'll find out along the way," he whispered, his words hitting my lips. My heart pounded in my chest, and I already felt dizzy.

"You have kissed someone right?"

"Yes," I smacked him. He'd seen it.

"Who?" he laughed. "Are you talking about Kathy?"

"...Yes," I admitted awkwardly.

Lee Know sighed disapprovingly. "Your high school beard isn't what I'm talking about, Han. Have you been really kissed since coming out? By a guy?"

I fixated on Lee Know's hands on my knees. "No," I muttered embarrassingly.

He sucked in a breath in surprise but moved his hands off my legs. I looked up, feeling rejected, but he then noticed he had a hand out for me. I took it, and he pulled me from the chair to stand in front of him. His legs were spread on either side of my waist, and I fit so well between them. With how much taller he was, we were exactly at eye-level like this.

"Close your eyes," Lee Know instructed me.

"How am I going to learn if I can't see?"

"Han, just close your eyes," he said more sternly with a serious look on his face.

I did as he said, not wanting to piss him off when he was doing me a favor. His thighs scooted closer to me from where he sat on the bed until our hips were almost touching. He picked up one of my hands from where it hung by my side and put it around his neck. I moved my other hand there instinctively.

"See, you don't need to watch to learn," he praised me. I could hear the smile on his lips and it made my ears burn red.

Lee Know placed his hands on my jaw, and his thumbs stroked across my cheeks. The feeling sent tickles down my spine, and I shivered.

"So pretty," he whispered.

My eyes fluttered open at the words. "Lee Know, don't say things you don't mean. Don't confuse me," I pleaded. It was going to be hard enough to kiss and fuck him, but hearing him speak so sweetly would be too much.

"How do you know I don't mean it?"

"Because we're friends and..."

"I can't find my friends pretty?" he argued.

"You can but..."

"Then close your eyes and shut up, Han."

I had a habit of talking back to my friends but something in the tone of his voice made me want to listen.

I focused on the delicate way his hands cupped my face, and one of his thumbs grazed my bottom lip making my heart skip a beat.

"So pretty," he muttered again. I didn't interrupt him this time, but hearing him say those words had my stomach doing flips.

Lee Know leaned closer so that his lips just barely touched mine. I puckered to accept his and his bottom lip melted between mine.

It was just a few seconds that we stayed that way. When he pulled back, my eyes opened to meet his and everything felt different. I hated myself for it, but I wanted more. He was still holding my face, and I was still clasped around his neck. Time felt like it was standing still.

I blinked and tried to undo what had just happened. I knew already that if we did anything more I wouldn't be able to control my feelings. I went to take a step back, but his hands abandoned my cheeks to pull me back by my waist.

"Where do you think you're going?" he teased.

"I-I don't think I can do this," I confessed.

"Han," Lee Know groaned.

It was just my name but the way he said it tugged at me as though I were a puppet. I went limp in front of him, completely at his will. He replaced my hands on his shoulders and kneaded his fist against my sides. I closed my eyes and rolled my neck from how good it felt to be touched by him.

"What are you so scared of?" he sultrily whispered.

"I..." I began but was cut off by Lee Know's tender lips against my own. I melted into him immediately.

His hands wrapped from my sides to my back and he forced me close to him with one hard pull. I yelped in surprise, and he moaned in response, which I hadn't been expecting.

I pulled away, and he leaned forward with his eyes closed and cheeks flushed, silently begging me to continue kissing him. He looked as needy as I felt.

His eyes slowly opened, and he looked almost drunk on me. His hands fisted the fabric of my shirt on my back until there was a sliver of exposed skin on my waist. He placed his hand over it and dropped his forehead to mine. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, I did my best not to pass out from how feral he looked.

"Lee Know..." I began but he placed a finger over my lips.

"Shhh," he hushed me and pulled my waist in even closer. I was right against him now. Neither of us was fully hard or soft, but knowing I could tell the difference because of how close I was, was enough to have me incapable of thinking about anything else. "Roll your head back like you did earlier," he instructed me, his voice breathy.

I removed my forehead from his and listened. I felt Lee Know's lips against the skin on my neck, and I moaned when I felt him pull a bit of skin between his teeth to nibble. My hands gripped onto the back of his neck tightly, and I gasped when I felt his tongue lick from the base of my neck to my ear.

"Are you going to be a good boy," he rasped sending a shiver down my spine.

My vision went blurry when he spoke those words. All of the blood from my brain and body abandoned station to flood into my dick.

"Y-yes," I stuttered. I'd never felt like this in my life. My body and mind wanted to relinquish all control to him.

"Hmm," Lee Know cocked an eyebrow in amusement and placed another hand on my cheek. This time his thumb found my lips right away to part them. "Open," he directed, so I did.

He put his thumb into my mouth and I wrapped my lips around it and sucked. Lee Know sighed prettily, and my eyes snapped to his excitedly since I knew he'd made that noise because of me.

"You are a good listener," he praised.

His thumb was still between my lips, and my heart raced at the compliment.

"Do you know why you're feeling so strange, baby?" Lee Know asked softly as he removed his finger from my mouth to tap my head. "Know why it's empty up here right now?"

I shook my head. I had no idea but I loved it. I loved not having to think or worry about anything.

"You're in subspace. I can tell because your eyes are so glazed over like you're waiting for me to tell you what to do or to take control."

I blinked at him in surprise. He'd just described exactly how I was feeling. I didn't know whether to be shy about that or not.

His hand stroked down my side and settled on the exposed bit of my waist again.

"Do you like that feeling, Han? Do you like abandoning your mind?"

I nodded. Lee Know's other hand stroked up and down my back making me shudder against him.

He smiled at my reaction. "I don't think I'm going to be very good at teaching you how to have sex, because I'm not a sub."

My heart sank and I hung my head in disappointment. "Oh."

Lee Know's hand left my back to raise my chin so that I'd look at him again. "I said I wouldn't be a good teacher, baby. Not that I didn't want to fuck you."

My eyes went wide at his bluntness.

"Would you like that, pretty boy? Do you want me to fuck you?"

My heart fluttered, and I choked out a quick, "Yes."

Lee Know placed his lips against mine for a brief moment, and I whined in complaint when he ended it so soon.

"I'm going to take your shirt off," he told me.

He fingered the hem of my shirt, preparing to take it off, and I raised my arms to make it easier for him. He pulled the fabric over my head and dropped it to the ground.

"You did such a good job helping me," he commended me.

I grinned proudly at him, and he gave me another kiss.

"I also think you have a praise kink, Han," Lee Know diagnosed me. "Do you know what that is?"

"No," I told him. I could assume though...

"It's the feeling you're getting whenever I tell you how good you are or compliment you. It's turning you on more, isn't it?"

"Yes," I admitted.

Lee Know tore off his shirt, and my eyes found themselves staring at his abs. He tossed his shirt aside. "Then this is going to be fun," he laughed.

He pulled me in and attacked my lips with his. I moaned and intertwined my fingers in his hair. Lee Know's hands stroked down my back gently which had me arching into him, and once my bare chest was flat against his, he squeezed my ass. I gasped in surprise, and he locked his wild, eager eyes with mine.

"I love that sound, Han," he admitted before slapping my bum to have me make it for him again. My cheeks burned. Lee Know hopped off the bed and kissed my cheek.

"Get naked and get on the bed. I'll be right back."

My heart fluttered, and I felt so eager to please him that my pants were off before he'd even left the room. I stripped out of my boxers and got into the bed, but he hadn't told me where he wanted me or if I should be lying a certain way. I settled on kneeling and waiting for him.

The door creaked open again and he paused to look at me. "Shit," he hissed and bit his lip. "You really are a sub, aren't you, pretty boy?"

He walked forward and each step closer made my heart beat faster. He placed his hands on my thighs and kissed my neck. "You look so pretty, Han, sitting on your knees like that."

His hands moved further up my thighs until they were on either side of my dick. He looked down. "Has anyone ever sucked your dick, Han?"

"Y-yes," I told him, stammering from how dizzy his touch was making me.

"Anyone besides Kathy?" he rolled his eyes.

"N-no."

"Hmm." Lee Know pressed his lips against my neck, and I rolled it back again to give him more access.

"See you're a fast learner," he praised. He kissed down to my collarbone before gently pushing me to lie down.

"Sometimes in subspace, people find themselves unable to speak," he explained as he kneaded my thighs. "I'll stop if you say stop, but if you can't just clap, okay?"

"Okay," I agreed breathlessly. Lee Know kissed my torso and down my abs until his lips were right at the base of my cock. "Please," I begged.

"Good job using your manners, baby," he remarked before taking the tip of my dick between his lips. He circled my head with his tongue and sucked down onto it.

"So-so good," I whined at the feeling and fisted my hands in his sheets as my eyes pinched shut.

Lee Know popped off before moving down on my shaft even deeper. His mouth was so wet and warm, and it was euphoric to have it around my cock.

I looked down and found him gazing up at me eagerly. I put my hand in his hair and encouraged him to push down until he'd taken all of me.

"Fuck," I groaned.

Lee Know hummed in agreement and the vibrations around my dick caught me off guard. I writhed in pleasure, and my hips rolled into his mouth.

His hands gripped my waist to hold me still and he bobbed up and down quickly. I could do nothing but pant as I tried to hold my orgasm off as long as possible, but he felt so good. His hands cupped my balls and squeezed them gently, and I lost all control and released my climax down his throat.

My hips convulsed with every spurt, and Lee Know held me as still as he could with gentle hands at my waist. I sighed once I was done, and he sucked as he pulled off of me, milking every last drop of cum. I heard him swallow and whimpered at the sound of it.

"You tasted so good for me baby," Lee Know muttered as he came to lie between my spread legs.

I was still feeling high, and I clasped my hands around his neck to pull him down for a kiss. He obliged, and I hummed as his tongue dipped into my mouth.

He pulled away, and I dropped my head back onto a pillow.

He began kissing my neck again, and I let my hands explore his chest and shoulders. He was so muscular. I'd had no idea because I had done my best not to stare so he wouldn't know about my crush.

"Next," he began. "I'm going to place you over my legs and stretch your little hole."

I'd nearly forgotten there was more to be explored, and my eyes opened eagerly.

"Would you like that, Han? Do you want me to open you up?"

I nodded and sat up. Lee Know moved to the edge of the bed where he'd been earlier and swung his legs over the side.

"Come here," he patted his lap and pulled something out of his pockets. I leaned over him the way he'd told me that he wanted me to, and he spanked my behind. "You're such a good listener, Han. I may have to keep you for myself."

My stomach did a flip. More days like this with Lee Know sounded perfect. His fingers grazed up and down my back making me shiver.

"I'm going to start with a very small side of the toy and work up from there, okay?"

I nodded and Lee Know spanked me again, more harshly this time. "I need you verbal if possible, Han. Do you understand?"

"Yes," I responded. I could feel my dick growing hard again already.

"Good boy," he said as he soothed the raised skin he'd just hit.

I heard the sound of something open and then felt his finger at my hole rubbing a gel on it.

"Trying to make this as easy as possible for you, Han" he explained. Even just his finger at my hole had me moaning. Nothing had even gone in yet, and I was already a squirming and desperate mess.

I felt the skinny end of the toy he'd brought at my entrance, and Lee Know rubbed circles on my back. "Now, when I push in, you're going to want to push it out. Try to be a good boy and don't do that, okay?"

"Okay," I agreed, my heart racing in my desire to please him.

Lee Know counted down, so I wouldn't be surprised and pushed the toy in me. He was right. My body did want to push it out, but even more than that, my body wanted to obey him. I took deep breaths and relaxed so he could keep it going.

Unfortunately, the toy began feeling too big and I whimpered in pain. I hadn't indicated for him to stop though so he kept going until I cried out "Ow, ow."

Lee Know pulled the toy out and gripped my cheeks to face him.

"Han," he said disapprovingly.

My eyes went wide at the tone. Had I done something wrong? I'd just wanted to be good for him. I shouldn't have complained. I should've just taken it.

"I'm sorry," I apologized, my lip quivering. "I didn't mean to make you stop. It just hurt and..."

"Han, hey," Lee Know's voice soothed, "If it hurts I want you to tell me."

"But...I didn't want to disappoint you. I wanted to be good."

"Shit," Lee Know hissed again. I could feel his dick grow beneath my abdomen. "Han," he sighed, "If it hurts I need you to tell me, okay? I won't be mad. I want to make you feel good. You want to help me do that, don't you?"

I nodded.

"Then don't be afraid to tell me to stop, okay? It doesn't mean we won't still keep going. We'll figure out how to adjust together to make you feel good."

"Okay," I agreed.

With that, Lee Know reinserted the toy, moving more carefully this time. He'd push and pull it out constantly allowing me to get used to each width. It got deeper the further he inserted it and I started moaning and enjoying the feeling.

Lee Know pressed down on my back, and I arched my butt into the air for him.

"Good boy, Han. You can do it baby, just a little more."

I whimpered in pleasure this time as he filled me with the toy. I felt his hand and knew this must be the end of it. I groaned and dropped my head forward. He pushed and pulled it out of me as I whined.

"You're so good at taking the toy, pretty boy."

"Lee Know," I cried out. The toy stilled inside me and I worried I'd crossed a line by saying his name like that. We were friends after all...

Neither of us moved or spoke for a few seconds until he uttered, "Say my name again."

The mood had shifted. It suddenly felt so serious.

"Lee Kn...oh!" I began, and he pushed the toy into me as I spoke.

He'd liked it.

"Again," he demanded.

"Lee Know," I whined out as he pushed it in even deeper.

"Again."

This time he used his other hand to fist my hair, and his name came out like a stuttered cry.

He lifted me from his lap and pulled me to straddle him instead. His lips attacked mine needily. "You sound...so...fucking good...for me baby," he told me between kisses.

My dick was completely hard again, as was Lee Know's.

He placed me on the bed beneath him and leaned away to strip out of his clothes.

I'd seen Lee Know's dick before but never hard. I eyed his impressive length hungrily, and he tapped my chin to urge me to look up at his face instead of his cock.

"Han, before I do this..." he started. "I don't know if we can be friends after. Actually, I know we can't."

My chest tightened as my fears were confirmed.

"Baby, you're being so good for me that I'm going to want to fuck you all the time. If you don't want that..."

My eyes twinkled excitedly. "I want it. I've wanted it for years actually," I confessed. Apparently, my fucked out brain had no filter.

He gave me a longing and sweet kiss. "Good. Because even after that first kiss the thought of training you for someone else made me sick."

"I'm yours," I muttered.

"You're mine," he groaned. He placed a pillow under my hips and grabbed the bag I'd brought with me to put a condom on.

"Can you.." I began but felt shy asking for what I wanted.

"Can I what?" he looked up.

My cheeks burned, "Can you...umm..."

"Han baby. I want to make you feel good. What do you want. Use your words."

I wanted to please him. I wanted to listen, so I asked, "Can you not wear one. I want to feel you finish."

He sucked in a breath. "You want to be filled by me?"

"Yes," I admitted.

"Okay, pretty boy. I can do that." He aligned his cock with my hole but didn't push in as he studied my expression.

"Use me," I begged. "Please." His tip teased me, and my hole puckered for him, desperate to have him inside.

"Look at you so needy for me. I love it," he confessed before pushing in.

He'd only inserted his tip but my eyes squeezed shut, and I panted in desperation. His lips found mine, and I accepted them but struggled to kiss him back from how overwhelmingly euphoric he felt. He pushed in deeper, and I gasped. Lee Know was wider than the toy and so much longer.

Before he'd bottomed out, he pulled back and moved in slowly again.

"You feel amazing, Han," he moaned.

I gripped his shoulders, and he pushed as far in as he could go until I was completely full of him. I writhed and whined at the feeling.

"You're so good at taking my cock, pretty boy," he praised and pulled out before snapping his hips forward.

"Oh fuck," I cried out.

He did it again just as harshly and I squealed in pleasure. He fit me just right. My ass was begging to be abused by him.

"Harder," I pleaded.

Lee Know looked surprised but listened. He pushed so roughly that I wondered if I'd be bruised...I kind of wanted to be.

He did it again and established a slow and aggressive rhythm. The knot was coming undone in my stomach, and I gripped his shoulders to ground myself, to hold off my approaching climax. It worked until his hand wound around my dick and began tugging on it.

"Lee Know!" I gasped and snapped my eyes to his.

"Mm, you like that?" he hummed.

"Lee Know," I cried out. "So close." We'd only just begun but he'd undone me so quickly.

"It's okay, baby," he cooed.

He pounded away at my ass but his hips began stuttering, and his dick twitched inside me. I was moments away from feeling him cum...from seeing his beautiful face when he finished.

His thumb circled my tip which made me squirm. My hips rocked into his hand synchronistically to his dick in my ass.

"I'm going to cum," I told him and my eyes punched shut.

"Make a mess for me, pretty boy," he groaned and pulled my dick even faster.

"Lee Know, ah!" I hissed as I saw the stars.

My dick spurt my release all across our chests, and Lee Know leaned forward whispering, "That's my Han," which had my head spinning. He kissed me while my cock continued to leak across my belly, and my mind went completely blank of anything but him.

His hand soon abandoned my cock to grip my waist so he could move into me more forcefully. In only a few more thrusts, his hips stuttered inside me and his jaw went slack in pleasure. He whimpered and squeezed his eyes shut and looked so beautiful that I whined. The feeling of him filling me was a high I'd chase again and again. It was warm and vibrated my insides. He rocked his hips lazily into me as he emptied himself.

I wrapped my legs around his waist to hold him closer. Lee Know's lips moved slowly on mine as we rode out our highs for as long as we could. We each hummed in content.

Eventually, though, he pulled away and looked down at me shaking his head with a smile.

"You're never fucking anyone else," he claimed. "You're mine."

The times where he'd leave his stuff in places that never make sense. Likes his wallet next to the stove when his keys are on a hook in the bathroom.

And he's been like this ever since they met. Excitable, precious Jisung, whose brain runs too fast for him sometimes. Minho was a pretty observant person. So he developed an acute tuning to Jisung's... brain. He knew when it was full of TV static or when it was running a mile an hour. Minho could always tell when a new interest was coming up, because his eyes as he was talking about it were sparkling. A new idea, a food he just had for the first time, a game he just downloaded. Over at the dinner table, he would just talk, on and on.

And he listened.

Minho was not big on loving openly. Outwardly. So over the years, he had started doing little things.

Like putting back Jisung's misplaced items he found, more easily in view so he wouldn't have to search for them in a panic when the time comes. Minho wouldn't bring them back to him directly, he's just wait until Jisung asked and the he'd say he forgot them on the counter.

Like texting him something irrelevant so that he'd look up from his laptop and realize how hungry or thirsty he actually was, making him at best get up to get a snack or at worst get a sip of water.

Like hovering nearby when Jisung started on chores he had procrastinated on. Just to be here, exist in the same space. As a silent support.

Nothing too noticeable. Nothing that would hint at him keeping track of what Jisung's favorite game right now was about, or the name of that band he had been putting on loop for a week. He had tried different approach to all of this and kept the ones that seemed to work best.

But eventually, the texts to make him get up and get a snack, were starting to lose their power. He would just look at the screen and smile, sometimes even just ignoring the notification. That wouldn't do. He had to change plans. Minho was more of a cooker than a baker. That was Felix's job. Yet the only idea he had to get Jisung out of his brain —to finally feed himself— was cheesecake. He could never resist cheesecake. So he got to work. It wasn't too hard. Could he have done better? Probably. Could he have gone outside to buy some ? Yes, but it was not the same.

So he hoped that the simple 'Cheesecake?' message to Jisung, would be enough. And suddenly he heard the other barreling out of his room, through the corridor and into the kitchen.

"I heard cheesecake!" Jisung chanted, a huge smile on his face.

Minho gestured to the kitchen counter, to a simple cheesecake whose crust was a little… crooked. But if a comment were to be made on that, Minho would promptly ignore it.

Han hummed contentedly and got closer, examining the cake. The crust was too thick to be from that shop next to the company. Maybe somewhere else then? He looked around and couldn't see the box it must have came in.

"Where did you buy it?"

"… I made it."

The world stopped. Just for the second and half it took Jisung's neurons to make the connection. Minho baked a cheesecake. But he doesn't even like cheesecakes that much. So it was… just for Jisung, then? Oh.

"You baked a cheesecake?" Jisung asked. He wanted to be sure he heard that right.

"Yes, that's what I said."

"For me?"

Minho crossed his arms. Now now, let's not get ahead of ourselves. Yes. For Jisung. But like hell he was going to admit it like that.

"You haven't eaten anything since this morning." He goes for another approach.

"How do you know?"

Damn it. The situation was slipping in a direction he had not anticipated. He decided not to answer.

"So you noticed I didn't eat and you made me a cheesecake?"

No comment.

"Wait… Did you also put my headphones back on my desk a few times? I thought I was going insane."

"Shut up and eat." Minho defended and began walking out of the kitchen to try and escape the situation.

"He loves me." Han dramatically said, teasingly.

Minho left and down the hallway to his room, he noticed Jisung's abandoned water bottle on a shelf. Empty. Automatically, he went to fill it back up at the bathroom sink and put it back exactly where it was. He didn't even really think about it.

Not until Jisung came back from the kitchen, all smiles. He thanked Minho for the treat, all cutely before turning back to go to his room. He then noticed his water bottle on the shelf.

"Oh right ! I needed to re-" He took the full water bottle. A pause. "-fill. Did you refill my water bottle?" Jisung asked now with more genuine surprise.

"No..?" Minho tried. He wasn't even convincing himself with that one.

"Oh he love loves me!" Han cheered.

He abandoned the bottle again and went back to stand at the threshold to Minho's room. Like an ominous presence. Minho ignored him, sitting on his bed, phone in hand. Jisung stepped inside, and stood right next to him. Minho looked up from his phone and was greeted with a huge smile. And those sparkling eyes he loved so much.

"I love you too~" Jisung cooed.

He leaned down to plant a loud kiss on Minho's hair, before skipping out of the bedroom.

Minho had been found out.

Damn it.

ᡣ𐭩 what if we bought matching turtle shaped mood rings at the aquarium and we were both boys | fwb, virgin hjs, mutual pining, weird lmh

ᡣ𐭩 hoodie season | friends to lovers, straight han jisung, smut

ᡣ𐭩 the sweet salt of peaches | food sex, friends to lovers, cmbyn inspired

ᡣ𐭩 la la lost you | angst w happy ending, friends to lovers, long distance

ᡣ𐭩 until we get there | nerd hjs, dancer lmh, strangers to lovers, virgin hjs, developing relationship

ᡣ𐭩 hands-on learning | tutor lmh, straight hjs, friends to lovers

ᡣ𐭩 the one for me | best friends brother, top hjs, bottom lmh

ᡣ𐭩 don’t blame me | vampire hjs, hunter lmh, enemies to lovers

ᡣ𐭩 we're at the beginning | roommates, friends to lovers, smut

ᡣ𐭩 dancing amongst the flames | ballet lmh, skater hjs

ᡣ𐭩 light me up | childhood friends to lovers, bugs

ᡣ𐭩 seven years | friends to lovers

ᡣ𐭩 so darling, come on in (the water’s fine) | merman minho, human jisung, 5+1

ᡣ𐭩 everything changed (and nothing changed at all) | best friends to lovers, idiots in love, loss of virginity

i hope you enjoy them!! lmk if you want more of these 🩵

“He's still sleeping,” Minho said cracking the door open to peek inside at you. “Our baby is a sleepy head,” Jisung replied wrapping his arms around Minho’s shoulders and staring at you with loving eyes. Your paci was hanging out of your mouth and all the stuffed animals Minho had placed beside you were all over the place from you tossing. “I could just eat his little cheeks, look at my Squish,” Jisung said laying his head on Minho and taking in your little existence, resting the day away. Minho didn't want to wake you but if you wanted to be out the door before it got extremely too cold for you, it was a must.

Minho crept over to your cozy bed and placed his hand gently on the critter-covered blanket. A soft scent lingered up to Minho’s nose and he knew Jisung had just washed your bedding from the detergent. The slight movement caused you to be conscious but not awake. When Minho looked down he saw you suckling your blue bear pacifier back into your mouth.

“Bug are you going to sleep all day?” Minho asked softly, placing his hand on your cheek to rub his thumb gently over it. Looking back at the door frame Minho noticed Jisung was gone, finishing up the breakfast he started earlier with chopping sounds finding his ears. “Appa is making your favorite, you might want to get up before I eat them all.”

Your small eyes flicked open to Minho’s words and all you could see was his adoring face. “There he is.” With your attention on Minho you almost forgot to notice you weren't holding your favorite stuffed animal. Panic swelled up inside you when you realized and you instantly began looking through your other teddy bears on the side of your bed.

“Fuffie, Fuffie!” you exclaimed grabbing your pillow to look under it. Out of the corner of his eye, Minho spotted the fuzzy ear of your favorite teddy behind your bum. He quickly grabbed it and placed him in your arms to ease your worry. “Mama wescu Fuffie (Mama rescued Fuffie),” you said gently pushing the hair out of Fuffie’s eyes.

“Does Fuffie know what today is?” Minho asked grabbing your paci to put it back in its case. He then shuffled over to the clothes Jisung picked out for you quietly when you were sleeping. A comfy long-sleeve shirt with the cutest pair of patch-covered overalls.

“Toobay da bay (today is the day),” you said excitedly kicking your feet under the warm blankets and giving your teddy a big squeeze. You then placed him by your pillow so you could hop out of bed without hurting him and focus on getting dressed.

~

“What kind are you most excited to try and find,” Jisung asked you while cutting up your French toast into small bites. All week, you had been bugging to go out and look for bugs with Minho, because he always helped you look under the big rocks. When he finally gave in to your irresistible little face, both Jisung and Minho were surprised that you even slept from how excited you were. Giggling, squealing, and small butterfly kisses all over Minho, must have tired you out was all they could come up with.

“Buhfy, piw bug, pway bug, no cenpede ew (Butterfly, pill bug, praying mantis, no centipedes ew).” You babbled on spitting off every bug you could think of while clearing your caterpillar-shaped plate of French toast. “I don't know if you'll find all of those cause it's a little cold out, which means they're sleeping,” Minho said watching you munch on a grape.

“Look how well Bug did with his fork today Ji,” Minho said pointing out your half-cleared plate and small fork with a bite stuck to it on the table. Jisung let out a gasp and leaned in to rub your sticky cheek. “That's a good Squish, eat your fruit now so you can head out.” Minho sat at the table admiring his two loves interacting and got lost. Your full chubby cheeks, chewing all your food just like Jisung said to.

“Them cheeks are just irresistible. I think Appa is right, we might just have to eat you up,” Minho said giving you a small tickle on your side then going over to Jisung leaning on the counter, for a long hug. He let out a small sigh as he let Jisung sink into him and truly he loved you both more than you could ever imagine.

Paying no mind, you shook in excitement at Jisung’s words and picked up your sippy cup for a drink of apple juice. Over the rim of your cute green cup covered in small stars, you watched Minho grab your backpack to put his phone in. Wipes, hand sanitizer, band-aids, a clean paci, a sippy cup, and even a small toy just in case. All the things you could possibly need, kept inside a bag ready to go out the door in Minho’s hand whenever you were.

~

Waiting, waiting, and more waiting for Minho to be ready and be by your side at the door. Looking down at your shoes with difficult laces, you let out a frustrated sigh. A gentle hand ran through the hair in your face, pushing it aside. “Sit down Bug, I'll put your shoesies on.” You let out a happy babble and plopped down to stick your bear-printed sock out to Minho. He rested your foot on his knee and slid your shoe on, tying the lace without a problem.

After he did the other you clapped your hands happily knowing you were a step closer to getting to the bugs. “Mama ih da bessss (Mama is the best),” you said kicking your feet into the floor and watching the tied bows bounce.

“I think we have everything Bug as long as you put Fuffie back in your bed,” Minho said looking down at you on the floor. You gave a small nod and started chewing on the sleeve of your shirt which Minho instantly fixed with a turtle designed so you could chew on it. “Give Appa a kiss,” Minho said reaching a hand out to Jisung signaling for him to come closer.

“Wait! Don't forget the snack I packed for him,” Jisung said handing a small baggy of fish crackers to Minho from the counter. “Little explorer needs his snackies,” Minho said patting your head and putting the plastic bag into the front pocket of your backpack that now slung across his shoulder.

“Yeah especially since Squish here didn't finish his fruit,” Jisung said with a raise to his eyebrow as he showed the unfinished bowl from the sink. Minho looked at your little shy face trying to hide in your knees and couldn't be angry.

Minho leaned into Jisung and whispered, “But look at him.” Turning around, Jisung looked at your little scrunched body sitting on the ground where Minho had helped with your shoes. A pout flung to Jisung’s lips and he felt horrible despite not being serious in his words. “Ok how about if you're good for Mama, I'll make us all a treat for when you get back.” Your small face instantly perked up and reached out for Minho to help you stand up. Cradling your face, Jisung placed a soft kiss on your cheek. “Be good Squish and listen to Mama, okay?” he whispered placing another kiss on your forehead and adjusting the strap to your overalls. You nodded softly with his warm hand under your chin and turned excitedly to the door. One last long kiss to Jisung’s lips and Minho was holding your free hand to walk out.

~

The nip in the air bit your nose and it mostly worried you that there wouldn't be any bugs. The warm clothes you had on kept you safe so your mind was fully on bugs and not the weather. A few blocks had passed without you noticing and soon you came to the start of the woods. Minho took you down a soft trail that led you to the big pond with rocks and dry rotted logs hopefully full of creepy crawlies.

“This looks like a good spot to search Bug,” Minho said letting go of your hand to pry up a rock. You quickly scurried over to see what was underneath and to your surprise a big worm was sleeping. “Quick get him!” Minho shouted excitedly pointing at a beetle hanging from the rock.

He scooped up the worm before putting the rock back and duck walked over to where you were squatted down looking at the beetle. It had a shiny green glaze to it and had your full attention as you poked your finger to make it crawl. “What about me?” Minho said in a funny voice holding up the wiggly worm.

“Don wowy, I wub wormy (Don’t worry, I love the worm),” you said running your finger along it, poking Minho’s finger in the process. “Wook (Look),” you said pointing at the beetle’s pretty colors flashing in the light. “Ain’t that something. We have to tell Appa about it, he loves green.”

You smiled proud of yourself for picking up the beetle and noticing its pretty color. Getting to tell Jisung about it made that all even better as bravery swelled inside you. “How about we look over there,” Minho said pointing to the only bush that wasn't halfway dead. Waddling over, you placed the beetle on a branch that stuck out and waved it bye before looking to Minho. He was holding up a flat rock that rested under the fluffy bush, scrutinizing the dirt beneath it.

Seeming Minho was having no luck, you decided to walk around to the other side. Sticks, rocks, and grass were all you could see. Just when you were about to move on you tilted your head up and spotted two small hands. “Mam ma ma mama ma I fou pway!!! (Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, I found a praying mantis!!!),” you shouted, looking up at the triangular head, which stared at you with a slight tilt.

Minho came running around, throwing the rock across to the cold water's edge worried you were hurt. “What is it Bug!?” he said with a huff as he knelt to where you were sitting in the dirt. “I dih scaring da pway (I didn't want to scare the praying mantis),” you said pointing up to the top of the bush where a large green bug was nestled.

A relieved smile popped on Minho’s face as he held out his hand for the mantis to crawl onto. “Such a good eye!” As Minho lowered his hand for you to see, all you could do was giggle. From her small legs crawling on you, to the small silly tilts of her head. “What a giggle box you've become,” Minho said patting your head as your laughter echoed through the quiet trees.

A praying mantis, worm, green beetle, colony of ants inside a tree, small weevil, and a cricket you could hear but never found. All the things you were repeating in your mind so you could tell Jisung back at home every detail. You breathed the air in hard that at some point had gone freezing cold. Out of breath from running and shivering, you clung to Minho as he led you back home in the dark. Your fingers curled into the fabric of his big warm jacket that he slung over your shoulders. When digging under a log you got dirt all over the sleeves and though it was designer Minho didn't care. His Bug was cold and needed it more than he did.

A low gasp escaped Jisung as he rushed over to the door where his two loves were standing with the shivers. He softly pushed Minho into the living room where he had a hot chocolate tray set up with a heater, and fluffy blankets on the couch. “Lemme put this in the hamper then we should go get a bath,” Jisung said taking Minho’s jacket off you and cringing slightly at its condition.

When your eyes locked in on the warm room and chocolatey drinks on the table that's all you wanted. Jisung returned, still soft and caring despite you stomping your foot in anger. “Wan coco hnmmphf (I want hot cocoa),” you said with an over-exaggerated sigh.

“Yes but what if we add bubbles and Mama will put Fluffie on the couch so you can cuddle with us,” Jisung said grabbing your hand and rubbing his thumb across it. The idea of getting to cuddle up with a sweet treat excited you more than the bubbles. “I wan Fuffie n Ma ma ma n Appa n rankie (I want Fluffie, Mama, Appa, and my blanket),” you said hurriedly following Jisung’s lead to the bathroom. All your favorite toys, a soft blue light, and bubbles filled to the brim that smelled sweet. A perfect bath that Jisung knew would calm you down. Pairing that with all the activities you did and a double cuddle, you'd be knocked out for sure even after getting sugar.

Sinking down in, you let your toes stick out above the bubbles and wiggled them around in the water. “Babbles babble flubble (bubbles bubbles bubbles),” you said scooping some up and gliding them across your arm. Jisung busied himself getting you washed, hoping to be done before it was too far past bedtime.

“What all did you see out there?” Jisung asked as he tilted your head back to rinse off your neck. Instantly you got excited and remembered all the cool bugs you desperately wanted to tell him about. The ants and green sparkle beetle, even the worm that had a funny voice were mentioned but best of all the praying mantis.

Jisung smiled the whole time, adoring your beaming and passionate face as he took in all the information you'd give him. Combing your hair, drying your toes, zipping up your teddy printed onesie, and sealing everything with a kiss before you rushed out of the bathroom to find Minho.

Two cat-covered mugs and a smaller cup with a lid you knew to be yours. Minho didn't even need to ask if you wanted tiny marshmallows he simply popped off the lid, making sure not to spill, and plopped a few in. Handing you the small cup, Minho took his from the stand and looked behind him as Jisung walked in. “Starting the fun without Appa?” he asked sitting down so you were sandwiched between them.

He rubbed under your chin to collect the running cocoa from you desperately gulping it down and wiped it on a napkin before getting his. “Must have done a good job,” Jisung said taking a swig from his mug and perking up to the taste.

As your body was still recovering from the cold outside, being between your Mama and Appa was the best of all. Minho had his arm around Jisung so you leaned into him and clung your free hand to his sweater. “Aww my Squish, aren't you better now that you're clean?” Jisung asked putting his hot chocolate down on the stand beside him to wrap around you fully. The silkiness to his voice was comforting and all the coziness made your eyelids slowly become heavy.

His fuzzy sweater tickled your face as he propped your feet across his legs and craddled you. A soft hand ran through your hair making your eyes shut to the feeling. Watching your little eyes flutter shut, Minho realized you still needed to clean your teeth. He snatched your falling cup from your hand and wasn't surprised by its light weight. Upon taking the lid off he saw the bottom, it was empty. “I'll clean this mess up, don't worry,” Jisung said helping you ground yourself so you could go with Minho to brush your teeth.

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Sleep had started to find your eyes again as Minho held onto your shoulders and guided you to their bedroom. It smelled good but you couldn't describe in what way and that's how you came to know the room without opening your eyes. No struggle or fuss came from you when the big comforter on their bed was pulled up to your chin. A clean Jisung emerged beside you getting under the covers to cuddle his sleepy baby. When Minho re-entered the room your two little fists rubbing your sleepy eyes made his lip pout at Jisung from how cute the scene was.

You rested your head on his chest, letting out a sigh when you felt a tap on your lips. Minho stood hovering over you with your paci to your lips and Fuffie waving his paw. “I’m ready for bed too,” Minho said with a different funny voice he always did for Fuffie. “Mama comin' to eep? (Is Mama coming to sleep?),” you asked grabbing onto his sleeve and bringing his hand to your face.

If Minho’s atoms allowed him to melt then that would've been the moment he let go. Your sweet sleepy face pressing into his hand, pleading for his comfort. “Of course, I will Bug. Mama needs to shower first,” he said with a tilt to his head just as silly as the praying mantis.