#seung

“oh, come on, just one game?” you whine, clutching the red pepero box in your hands.

seungmin is standing there, eyes looking down at you with a judgemental expression. “you know i only do this shit at fanmeets, right?”

he’s wearing a new blue varsity jacket that he took home after partaking in said game at said fan meeting, arms crossed and eyebrow cocked upwards. rolling his eyes, he essentially snatches the box out of your hands, tearing the strip following the guide lines effortlessly. with a coy smile, he steps forward. “wanna play the stupid game with me or what, jagi?”

his breath is hot against your face and upon inserting the pepero in his mouth, he tilts his head further downwards. you look at him, paralysed with desire, feeling suffocated under his taunting gaze. he knew the intimidation tactics turned you on. like you had fallen under his silent command, you bit down on the other end of the pepero stick. still amused, he smirks.

“it’s your turn first,”

you inch towards him, taking it in about half an inch at a time. his micro expressions give him away before the rest of his body does: although he’s just rocking back and forth, shifting his weight between his feet, you see his smile grow wider and his eye twitches while you get closer and closer to his lips. up until now, he’s been keeping the stick stable between his teeth but when he can feel your heaving chest against his, he pouts and raises his eyebrows once again. you know what game he’s playing meaning you know exactly how to make him tick.

just when he’s about to get lazy and let you kiss him, you pull back and chow down about an eyelash’s length away from his lips, now forming a sizeable pout.

mimicking his own smugness from earlier, you pinch another one of the pepero out of the carton and before putting it in your mouth, you remark, “think you can get closer than that?”

taking it as a personal challenge upon himself, he bites down on the other end and moves forward. you look down: his hands are still in his pockets, his slippers are firmly planted into the carpet beneath and his jeans are doing no favours to him by showing that tent in his crotch. when you look up, his eyes are looking at nothing in particular until they land on you, gazing up at him. upon seeing you, admiring him cluelessly with a more-than-vacant stare, his senses are far from being absent in this moment; it’s a struggle to not toss the pepero to the side and kiss you on the spot. seungmin’s instincts betray him for a second when he reaches out his right hand and wraps it around your waist, massaging it gently while getting closer and closer. the familiar position occurs once again, your chest rising and falling rapidly and your eyes flicker to the floor. that’s when you feel his fingers guiding your chin upwards to ensure you were looking directly at him. your heart skipped a beat after realising how close he was and his hands lingered on your face but finally moved out of the way so he could kiss you.

his lips were supple when they finally pressed against yours and his hands found their way to the back of your head, rubbing slow circles into your skin. with every motion, he drew his lips closer and closer and, like you were on autopilot, you parted your own to allow his tongue to enter the threshold of your mouth. there it was, the sweet taste of chocolate, invading while seungmin continued his crusade forward with no regard to the game at hand.

if you could describe kim seungmin in one word, it was neat. he never overcomplicated things, he valued consistency over magnitude and he was someone you could count on to clean a room that had been left disorganised if you forgot (and oftentimes you did). but when he’s desperate, routine slips. you’d be lying in saying that you prefer him all lucid and hyperaware. when this man wants, desires, craves something, he will stop at no cost to obtain it; that tendency was only perpetuated when it came to you.

as each second passes, the previously nonchalant seungmin and his hands wander around every inch of your body before settling on your waist, groping blindly at the waistband of your shorts. saliva coats your swelling lips when he pulls back, a crooked smirk swiped across his face and his eyes assuming laser-focus on the string of spit that stretched the whole distance between your mouth and his. he’s kneading bruises into your ass, retracting his hands and letting your back hit the counter and his lips find your collarbone. he sucks hard at the skin of your neck and soothes it by layering more kisses on top of it, trailing to your earlobe. one of his hands grabs your jaw and, on instinct, you look straight into his eyes, now darkened with need. bemused, he continues his assault on your neck and, between breaths, whispers:

“now tell me, jagi, did i win?”

dividers: @cursed-carmine

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