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SeongSong
“Isn’t it wrong for two grown men to kiss like this?”
“There’s nothing wrong with little pecks,” Seonghwa smiled softly.
“Just something soft to show that we care for eachother. It’s purely platonic.”
Yeah, platonic.
But somewhere along the road, those little pecks turned into something different. Now when Mingi would come in for cuddles, there’d be sweet kisses lingering on necks, collarbones, and foreheads…but never lips.
One night, swaddled tight in the embrace of his loving hyung, Mingi confessed.
“Hyung...”
“Hmm?” Seonghwa ran his fingers through the youngers hair. Softly, comfortingly, he always knew how to make Mingi feel comfortable. That’s why he came to cuddle so often, why he felt so safe now.
“Hyung, I want to say something- I want to tell you something. I know it might be a bit...strange for me to say as I’m another man,”
Seonghwa sat up slightly, tilting his head with a small murmur of questioning.
“...but I like our little cuddles a-and our...kisses. More than I should, I think. They always make me feel,” Mingi hesitated.
Seonghwa stroked his cheek lightly with one thumb, speaking to him softly, encouragingly, always so attentive and kind, always telling him that it was ok.
He always spoke so softly, so quietly, so endearingly, Mingi loved that about him.
“They always make me feel warm and loved, and like I’m the only person in the world to you...and I really like that- I like you, I think you’re my favorite member.” Mingi laughed when Seonghwa cheered in hushed tones, a bright grin tugging at his soft lips.
He might have added that last part in because he got too chicken, got scared that his confession was crossing the line.(Always so scared, so cautious) What better way to save face than with humour? (Self-doubting, unconfident)
He was smiling. Mingi caught himself staring for too long.
“Even over Hongjoong?” Seonghwa covered his mouth with comically widened eyes, a disbelieving smile hiding behind his hand.
“Yes hyung, I think I like you best.”
“I’ve won!” He said before taking Mingi in a bone crushing hug and leaving a flurry of kisses on his neck that gave butterflies to a very happy Mingi.
He just wanted to stay like this forever. In moments like these, Mingi forgot the struggles of idol life, the struggles of regular life, any and all of his shortcomings or unhappiness. All he felt was content as he wrapped his arms around Seonghwa’s waist, squeezing like his life depended on it.
(There’s a possibility that it did)
Mingi is so attached and so in deep, but he wouldn’t have it any other way. Right now he’s being cradled like he’s heaven on earth.
This is why he loved Seonghwa.