#ocmina

“I said no.” Yoosung stated.

“Come on Yoosung! You can’t let me go there alone! I need your protection.” Mina cajoled.

“Protection? Seriously?”

Mina rolled her eyes and grabbed Yoosung’s arm, dragging him after her.

“Hey! Why does it have to be me? Why can’t you take someone else?”

“Because you’re my best friend, and best friends have each other’s backs.”

“Not when they’re going to commit a crime.” Yoosung pouted.

“Oh please. Don’t act as if you’ve never smoked pot before.”

“I haven’t, and if we were really best friends, you’d know that.”

“It’s just around the corner, we’ll get there, get what I need, and leave. Simple.” She smiled. “Don’t be such a spoil sport! I’ll share.”

“Thanks, but no thanks. I can’t believe you tricked me!”

“We’re here, now, just, act cool and let me do the talking. I know this guy, he’s pretty chill, but, he’s got a thing about people he doesn’t know.”

“Whatever, just, hurry up.” Yoosung followed her past the convenience store and around to the back. There was a park, surrounded by a chain-link fence, leaning against it were three guys, all smoking. The one in the middle had red hair and amber eyes, he was taller than Yoosung, actually, they were all taller than Yoosung, which wasn’t really that hard to do. He was lean, whereas the other two were stockier. Between the two brunette’s the red-head stood out, his pale complexion highlighting the freckles across his face. Yoosung blinked and looked away. He didn’t want anyone thinking he was looking too hard.

“What brings you around Mina? As if I didn’t know.” The red-head snickered, pushing away from the fence. He blew smoke out slowly and it flittered around his head, making him narrow his eyes.

“You know me so well.” Mina bit her lower lip and swayed her hips. This time it was Yoosung who rolled his eyes, she was making a fool of herself. The boy’s eyes flickered to Yoosung, making him blush. He really didn’t want to be here.

“How much do you want?”

“The usual.” She grinned.

“Alright.” He pulled something from his jeans and held it out in front of her. The small baggie was tightly wound. “You know the price.”

“Well, you see, Saeran, I’m kind of without funds at the moment.” She batted her eyelashes at him. Saeran laughed, it was deep and low, the other’s joined him, shaking their heads.

“Now, you know I don’t allow freebies.”

“I was thinking I could pay in some other way.” She suggested.

“Mina!” Yoosung pulled on her arm, away from the boy.

Saeran licked his lips and looked back at his friends. “Is that so? Well, I’ll tell you what, I’ll let you have this, for…a kiss.” He smirked.

“Is that all?” Mina sounded disappointed.

“That’s all, what do you say?” he held the baggie out and Mina grabbed it without hesitation. Yoosung shook his head, disgusted.

“I accept.” She stuffed it into her bag and stepped closer to the red-head, going on her tiptoes as she placed her palms against his chest for balance. He grabbed her wrists and gently pushed her off.

“Not from you, from him.” Saeran’s eyes settled over Yoosung, whose own eyes widened, his throat going dry, his jaw dropping. He stepped back and fought the urge to turn and run. If he did that, what would they do to Mina?

She wrinkled her nose as she looked from Saeran to Yoosung. “Are you serious? That’s disgusting.”

“That’s the price. You don’t like it, give me the weed back.”

Mina’s lips thinned into a white line as she turned towards Yoosung.

“Oh no! No way! Not gonna’ happen.” He began to turn away but she stopped him.

“Come on Yoosung, it won’t be so bad.” She shrugged.

“Are you kidding me? You want to prostitute me out for pot?”

“Don’t exaggerate! You don’t have to suck his dick, just let him kiss you.”

“No! I don’t have to do any of that! I…I…I’ve never kissed anyone.” He hissed at her, by the look on Saeran’s face, he’d heard.

“I’ll make it up to you.”

“Just give the stuff back!”

“That’s not how this works. If I do that, he may never let me buy again. Come on, do this for me, I promise I’ll make it up to you. I’ll owe you big time.” She pleaded.

“Big time? Big time??” Yoosung ran his fingers through his hair, was he really contemplating this? “Shit! Fine, fine, just…one kiss ok?” he turned towards the red-head who nodded, that grin still on his face.

This time, it was Saeran who closed the distance, Yoosung couldn’t have moved even if he had wanted to. His blood was rushing through his body so loudly he couldn’t hear anything but the pounding in his ears. His hands were sweaty and there were goosebumps springing up all over his body. He gulped as Saeran’s fingers tilted his head up and he was suddenly drowning in amber eyes.

“But, I decide how long it lasts.” Yoosung gulped, but it was too late to argue now. He fought the urge to push the boy away, captured by his gaze, as he came ever closer.

“Oh man, I’m outta’ here! That’s fucking disgusting Saeran! I woulda’ tapped the girl!” One of the other boy’s sneered, as they both walked away. It didn’t seem to affect Saeran in the least, his lips were still hovering above Yoosung’s.

Yoosung closed his eyes as Saeran’s lips touched his. They were surprisingly soft. There was a bit of pressure as Saeran’s other hand slid behind his neck and pressed him closer. Yoosung could taste the smoke that lingered on the lips and it was strangely pleasant. Saeran began to move his lips slowly, then opened his mouth and ran his tongue between Yoosung’s lips. He gasped, his mouth opening reflexively and Saeran’s wet tongue slipped inside easily. Yoosung groaned uncontrollably and his hands grasped the front of Saeran’s red shirt, his body attempting to mold against the taller boy.

Yoosung’s brain buzzed with confusion at this feeling, the taste of Saeran’s mouth filling his senses. He sucked on his tongue and another groan escaped him. Saeran watched, his eyes never closing, as Yoosung’s reaction changed dramatically. Soon enough, it was Yoosung leading the kiss, and Saeran willingly gave him that lead. He pressed his thigh between Yoosung’s legs and could feel the beginnings of a hard on. He broke the kiss and backed up, it was going to far. He’d asked for a kiss, and that’s what he’d gotten. The last thing he needed was an actual connection.

He was left breathless and he tried to regain his composure and his dominance. Had this boy really never kissed anyone? It was hard to believe.

“Take it, and go.” He pointedly did not look at Yoosung at all. He turned and walked away himself.

“Oh my god! You enjoyed that didn’t you?” Mina accused Yoosung.