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Chapter 8: Chapter 8

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Wooyoung stands still in disbelief while trying to assess his situation without screaming. 

He's supposed to be on a date with Jongho, or at least he thought it's a date. A few days ago when the younger asked him to hang out this week, he didn't think it would be with his other friends. He just thought Jongho was too shy to call it a date. 

But he was clearly wrong because he's currently about to go to the amusement park with three people, which is too many for a date. 

The younger doesn't seem to notice Wooyoung's exasperation as he cheerfully introduces his friends. "You know Yunho and San right? Guys say hi" Jongho says, pulling his friends towards him. He's seen their group around since they're popular and go to his dance club but he's never had the pleasure of meeting them. He just wishes it was a different day. 

"Hi, I'm Yunho nice to meet you!" Wooyoung knows Yunho is tall, but seeing him up close it's even more shocking. 

"I'm San, I've been waiting to meet you!" San says with a bright smile. 

Wooyoung just smiles back with a simple greeting. His friends look fun to be around, but he thought it would be just him and Jongho so he's a little disappointed. 

That is, until Jongho's soft hands are timidly slipping into his, looking at the older with a small smile. "Let's go have some fun". 

The smile makes Wooyoung melt immediately, forgetting about any complaints he had a second ago. He's fine with pretending it's a date for now.

Throughout the day, Wooyoung discovers that Jongho is insanely good at games. They play lots of games, even the supposedly 'impossible' ones, Jongho wins with ease. And every time, the younger gives his prize to Wooyoung, making his heart flutter madly. 

"I want to try this one!" Jongho says, pointing to one of the games. There are many people playing it, trying to win the huge plushies but no one can win. He tightens his grip on Wooyoung's hand and drags him to the stall. 

"Which one do you want?" Jongho says, pointing to the giant plushies. 

Wooyoung looks at him, confused. "You haven't even played yet, will you be able to get it for me?" He asks slyly. It's obvious that Jongho is enjoying showing off and Wooyoung doesn't mind at all. In fact, Wooyoung is enjoying it more, knowing that Jongho wants to impress him. 

Predictably, Jongho scoffs. "You haven't seen me win all the other games?" 

"Yeah, but this is the hardest one" Wooyoung decides to pull his strings a bit. 

"I'll win, choose the one you want" the younger simply replies, looking competitive. 

Wooyoung can't help but swoon over his confidence, and this coming from himself as a confident person. But something about Jongho exudes charisma and coolness. "I want the Kirby" he says finally, after shamelessly ogling him. 

Jongho smirks, turning to the worker. "I'll have the Kirby" 

The worker rolls his eyes, clearly not impressed with his egotistic attitude. "It's 5,000 won to play"

Nodding, Jongho gives the money and starts the game. It's a target shooting game, which is obviously rigged so no one can hit them, but Jongho is already off to a good start. Three hits are a small prize and five hits gets the big one, Jongho has already got two without any misses. 

"Woah" Wooyoung has seen Jongho win all the games, but this one is the most impressive and clearly other people think so too, as a little 'audience' forms for Jongho, people passing by pausing what they're doing to watch him play. 

A group of teen girls also watch and giggle over Jongho, Wooyoung can hear them talk about how cool and handsome he looks, one girl daring her friend to ask for his number, which makes Wooyoung feel a bit possessive. He tries to think of a way to show these girls that Jongho is off limits, that they don't stand a chance against him.

Wooyoung is so deep in his thoughts that he doesn't even realise that Jongho is done so quickly. He widens his eyes as the worker begrudgingly passes the giant Kirby to him while the crowd cheers, the girls screams being the loudest. 

And when Jongho walks towards him with a gentle smile, Wooyoung falls for him even more, heart beating crazily when the younger hands him the plushie. "I won this for you". 

The crowd cheers again, making Wooyoung blush at the attention, especially when he meets Jongho's sparkling eyes as he takes the prize. "Thank you" he says, reaching up to ruffle his hair which earns a shy smile from the younger. 

They take each others hands again and head off to look for Yunho and San. Wooyoung catches a glimpse at the group of girls complaining about him, which leaves him satisfied, no matter how petty it is. Jongho is mine he thinks. 

 

~

 

It's been nearly two months since Mingi and Yeosang last met. He doesn't mind, really. Mingi is quite busy nowadays so he doesn't have time to meet up with Yeosang. 

Which is the excuse he wishes he had. In reality, Mingi has so much free time, he's struggling to find anything interesting to do. His father usually makes him attend meetings with him but because he's at a crucial time where he needs to focus on his degree, he's allowed to skip them to study. 

He doesn't really study though, it's just not his thing. There's also the fact that studying reminds him of Yeosang and when he offered to help him study. Which is even more distracting, because Yeosang usually lingers in his mind longer than he can handle. 

Most of the time, he just works with Hongjoong, who doesn't mind at all and lets him do what he wants. Music is the only thing that he doesn't mind spending hours on. And now that he doesn't have his father keeping an eye on him all the time, he's able to go to the studio more often to work on his music. 

Unfortunately, his friends think he spends too much time in the studio and not enough time with them which is why he's currently at the club, swirling his glass of water. 

Mingi sighs, feeling tired. His friends dragged him all the way here but left him alone at the bar to dance. He rolls his eyes watching San and Yunho dance, completely forgetting about their other friends. 

Speaking of the younger, he looks around for Jongho, the club being too crowded and making it hard to see. Although, Mingi accidentally catches sight of someone familiar but too far to recognise. He has to squint to realise that it's Yeosang. 

Mingi widens his eyes, wondering why he is here too. He guesses Jongho invited Wooyoung, who also dragged Yeosang along. Mingi continues stealing glances at him, wondering if Yeosang will approach him. 

Should he approach him instead? Is it weird, are they friends- or even close enough to exchange greetings like this? Their situation is too complex that Mingi is debating whether to go up to Yeosang or not, because he knows he might not be able to hold back. 

Deciding to ignore Yeosang's presence, Mingi takes another sip of his water. He'll let Yeosang come to him instead. 

But that doesn't stop Mingi from stealing glances at the other. It makes it even harder to look away when he realises Yeosang is talking to someone he doesn't recognise, someone he looks extremely happy to be around. 

Mingi frowns as he sees Yeosang laugh, covering his mouth while hitting the other. Mingi has never made Yeosang laugh like that. The guy is tall like him, and to his displeasure, also very handsome. 

He can't look anymore, suddenly having a bitter taste in his mouth. Who is this guy? I thought Wooyoung is his only friend. Mingi thinks. Even if he's just a friend, he doesn't like the way he looks at Yeosang, different to the endearing way Wooyoung looks at his best friend. No, this guy looks like he wants Yeosang as more than a friend. 

He might sound crazy thinking these things and honestly, he wishes they stayed as paranoid thoughts. But his hunch is correct as he catches the guy grabbing Yeosang's waist with both hands, pulling him closer. Mingi widens his eyes, thinking that he's forcing Yeosang but the other just places his hands on his shoulders, smiling brightly. Which makes Mingi very confused. 

Yeosang said he isn't dating anyone, so who is this guy? Yeosang is his- 

Mingi forces himself to look away. Yeosang isn't his. They're only doing this because of a contract. They're not exclusive, which means Yeosang- and even himself, are allowed to sleep with whoever they want.

And clearly Yeosang wants this, not pushing the guy away when he pulls them close together. Mingi is glad Yeosang gets to be with someone he actually chooses. But why does his stomach hurt?

Mingi widens his eyes when the taller guy pulls Yeosang into the bathroom, making it extremely obvious what they're about to do. And without a second thought, Mingi jumps out of his seat, stumbling towards the bathroom. 

But before he can open the door, he stops himself, staring at his hands and wondering why he's doing this. He shouldn't have a problem with this, they're not exclusive to each other, Yeosang has every right to fuck anyone else he wants. So why does he want to stop him?

Mingi lets out a shaky breath. If he goes in there, what is he supposed to say to him? Does he like Yeosang? No? Yes? Is he jealous? No? 

He groans in frustration, he'll figure that out later. But for now. He has to stop this. Mingi grabs the handle and yanks the door open, storming inside. 

Yeosang is kissing the guy, whose hands are moving frantically along Yeosang's back. For a second, Mingi is too stunned to do a thing, but he quickly gains his senses and shoves the taller away from Yeosang. 

He looks dazed, lips glossy and plump and it makes Mingi feel sick. Maybe he should've just minded his own business. Yeosang finally looks at him with a mixture of surprise and confusion. "Mingi?"  

He gulps, not knowing what to say now. 

"Mingi?"

 

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"Mingi!"

 

Mingi startles awake with a stinging sensation on his forehead "huh?" He says, hand immediately going to nurse his sore forehead while his vision is still blurry from his nap. 

"Damn, what kind of deep sleep were you in? Did you not sleep last night? We were all calling you for ages, Jongho had flick you on the forehead to make sure you hadn't passed out on us" Yunho says, voice playful but also with a hint of worry. 

"I fell asleep?" Mingi says confused, that dream seemed so real. He has no idea what is going on in his mind to make him dream about something like this. But he's insanely relieved that it was a dream. 

"Yes, you slept though the whole two hour lecture!" San says, shaking his head. "If you're still tired, go home where it's more comfortable". The rest of them agree and pack Mingi's things for him. 

He is indeed still tired, so he doesn't fight back and decides to go home, saying bye to his friends. 

 

~

 

Mingi decides that, instead of going home, he needs to clear his head. The dream he just had really confused him, it was too realistic and he knows that if that exact situation happened in real life, he would react the same. 

He heads over to Hongjoong's studio to get some advice. Hongjoong is always giving him life advice and Mingi respects his opinion, so he's hoping to find some answers with him. Answers for what exactly? He's still not sure. 

With a busy mind, Mingi arrives at the studio, greeting a confused Hongjoong. "Oh, Mingi? Did we have a meeting planned? I don't remember sending you anything". 

"No, I'm just here to hang out, are you free?" Mingi says as Hongjoong lets him in. 

"Something on your mind?" Hongjoong doesn't say it, but Mingi doesn't look like he's here to work on music judging by the way he paces the small area rather than sitting down. 

"Huh?" The taller says, as if he'd interrupted an important thought. "No..." he says, finally taking a seat. 

Hongjoong looks at him intently as if he's trying to read his mind, and Mingi really feels like he's reading him like an open book. The older knew straight away that something is troubling him. 

"Actually, yeah something is on my mind" he gives in. Mingi trusts Hongjoong, and he hopes that telling him will help him be less confused. "Remember I told you I've got a tutor? I don't know why.... But he's occupying my mind a lot". 

Hongjoong looks at him curiously. Yeosang? He thinks. He obviously knows Yeosang's side of the story since he's with Yeosang a lot, he at least knows that he has to tutor Mingi because of his scholarship. But it never really occurred to Hongjoong that he actually knows and is close to both of them. 

"Occupying in what way?" He says, resting his chin on his hand, now very intrigued to hear Mingi's side of the story. 

"Well- I get a weird feeling when see him with someone else and" Mingi cringes at the way he sounds right now. "Not that I like him or anything! I'm fine when I see him with his friends"

Hongjoong raises his eyebrows. "So is it a negative emotion? When you think of him with someone else?" He says and Mingi sighs, knowing what the other is trying to get him to admit. 

"Yes it's negative, but I don't have feelings for him." He says, refusing to look Hongjoong in the eye, which makes his act seem even less convincing. 

"Have you even considered it might be that? Mingi why exactly are you feeling jealous, isn't he just your tutor? Did something happen between you two that's making you want to be closer to him, did he say or do something?" Hongjoong's interrogation pierces through Mingi, forcing him to be head on with his thoughts. How did their relationship become so that Mingi feels jealous seeing him with other people?

"We're sort of..." he doesn't know if he should tell Hongjoong or not. It's not like he knows Yeosang. He thinks, he's just tying to get advice. "We've got a sort of, friends with benefits situation going on". 

At the confession, Hongjoong almost jumps out of his seat. Mingi didn't think Hongjoong would react this much but clearly this is surprising to him. "What! You and Yeo..r tutor are fucking?" He says with wide eyes, clearly very shocked. 

"Yes? Is there something wrong with that?" 

"No! Nothing wrong haha. I didn't think Yeo- YOU were into that. You always said you don't do that type of thing" 

Mingi narrows his eyes at the older, wondering why he's acting weird all of a sudden. "Yeah, well the circumstances called for it so yeah. And now I get jealous thinking of him with someone else". He begrudgingly decides to admit it’s jealousy, there's no other explanation. 

"You don't want him fucking anyone else? Or even looking at anyone else?" Hongjoong asks carefully, as if Mingi would snap at him if he makes the wrong assumption. 

But to his surprise, Mingi accepts defeat and nods. "I know what it sounds like but we don't have feelings for each other, it's more like a business arrangement. No strings attached."

Hongjoong hums, "okay, so why don't you two just become exclusive?". Mingi responds to the suggestion with a confused expression. "You're still doing your little agreement but with one small rule that you only see each other. Then you don't have to worry about Yeo..r tutor having sex with someone that's not you". Mingi chokes at how unapologetically upfront Hongjoong is with his words. 

"This is crazy. I'm crazy". Mingi runs a frustrated hand through his hair, regretting coming here. "How can I just ask for us to be exclusive? I'd be adding another burden onto him". 

"Well the only other thing I can think of is confessing to him, but if you really don't have feelings for him" Mingi rolls his eyes at that. "This is a plausible solution!"

Hongjoong's words are convincing and his stare is intense. If he's jealous seeing Yeosang with someone else, he should ask them to be exclusive. That way, he doesn't have to do anything crazy like freak out if his dream comes to life. He takes his phone out, ignoring how Hongjoong leans next to him, looking at what he's doing.  

Hey, are you free now? 

Would you be opposed if I came to your place? 

 

He barely gets to hit send because he gets distracted by the snickers next to him. "What?" He says, looking at Hongjoong who is struggling to hold back a laugh.

"Who the hell says 'would you be opposed'? This tutor of yours has you feeling and saying all these weird things" He says, not holding back his laughter anymore. 

"Shut up" Mingi says weakly, trying not to cringe at himself. He almost deletes the message just to rewrite it but his phone buzzes in his hand. 

Kang Yeosang

Sure, I'm  free all day. Come whenever you want   

 

"Ooh you've got yourself a date" Hongjoong says, peeking over to see Mingi's messages before the taller quickly switches it off. 

"I'm just going to get the question over and done with then leave. Be happy I'm even considering your solution" Mingi says with a pout. Secretly, he's glad that Hongjoong listened to his problems and made him realise what he was too afraid to admit. Also the fact that he quite likes the idea of being exclusive with Yeosang, he wouldn't have to stress about his jealousy anymore. 

 

~

 

In hindsight, Mingi should have known that he wouldn't be able to just 'get the question over and done with then leave'. He's learnt that just being in Yeosang's presence makes him want to prolong their time as much as possible. Not that he has feelings for him or anything, he just doesn't mind his company. 

Which is why when Yeosang opens the door to greet Mingi, he decides to leave the question for later, otherwise he would have to leave straight away.  

"Hey" Mingi says, instantly cringing at how awkward he sounds. 

"Hey, Mingi" Yeosang repeats, letting the taller in. "Is there anything you needed? Usually we plan our meetings a few days before." He isn't complaining, Yeosang just doesn't think that they're close enough for Mingi to actually need anything from him apart from their arrangement. 

"Yeah, sorry- I just..." Mingi thinks, trying to quickly come up with something. "Needed help with studying, remember you said you'd help me?"

Yeosang considers it for a moment. He remembers, he just didnt actually expect Mingi to approach him about studying. He is his tutor after all, maybe he can actually do his job for once. "Sure, I can do that. What was it you needed help with?"

Fumbling through his bag, Mingi is glad he's come back from his class because he has some worksheets to give Yeosang. Upon handing the paper to him, Yeosang seems excited to actually teach for once. Mingi hides a smile as he follows him to the sofa, this is a topic he's struggling on so he's ready to start learning. 

Even surprising himself, Mingi finds himself listening intently at what Yeosang is explaining, even asking a few questions. He doesn't think he's ever paid this close attention to anything academic related, not knowing if Yeosang is a good teacher, of if it's just Yeosang he's focusing on. 

Either way, it works because when his tutor gets him to try out a practice question, he gets the right answer. 

"Well done! I'm surprised you got it on your first try" Yeosang says happily. 

Mingi also beams, enjoying the rare praise he gets from the other. "It's only because you're a good tutor, this was a way better explanation than the professor". 

Yeosang scoffs "I'm no match for a professor. Anyway, you've once again proven how smart you are- does this topic make sense now? Or do you want to go over some more?" 

"I understand it now, thank you. Although, since I am so smart and got the question correct, don't you think I need a reward?" The taller teases Yeosang, enjoying his reaction. 

Yeosang looks at him in disbelief "I think I should get the reward for teaching it you, since you said I'm better than your professor". 

Mingi hums, "you're right, I'll reward you". 

Yeosang stills at that, expecting Mingi to fight back, not give in. "You'll reward me?" He says slowly, feeling adrenaline pulse through his veins already. 

"Yes"

His heart rate picks up. "How?"  

Mingi grins at his nervous disposition, finding it endearing. "Like this" he says, not wasting a single second before holding Yeosang's cheek and kissing him. 

It's over as soon as it starts but Yeosang still feels out of breath. In all honesty, he was expecting the reward to be a kiss, but it still surprises him. 

Their faces remain close and he can feel Mingi's smile. "It seems like this is a reward for you" Yeosang teases, but the taller isn't phased. 

"It is" he says simply, before pulling him in for another kiss. 

This time Yeosang slides his hands up to wrap his arms around Mingi's neck, the other moving his down to Yeosang's waist, both pulling each other as close as possible.

And, even though Yeosang has kissed Mingi countless times now, he still feels breathless as if it's their first time. His heart rate picks up as the taller's tongue licks deeper inside his mouth, trying to taste every corner. It has him slipping out a moan, fingers curling into the strands of his hair. 

"Oh my god"

Startled by the sudden voice, Yeosang jumps away from Mingi and looks at Wooyoung in surprise. 

"Im all for this little thing you two have going on, but please go to your room, I don't want any nasty business happening on my precious sofa" His best friend says, voice slightly teasing. "I'm heading out now anyway, so take your time" Wooyoung smirks as he walks out the door. 

Yeosang waits for the door to close before looking at Mingi sheepishly. The taller just looks at him, amused. "Your friend knows about our arrangement?"

Yeosang nods. "We didn't agree to keep it a secret, Wooyoung's my best friend, of course he knows". 

"No worries, my friends know too". Mingi says. When he first told his friends about their agreement, they were skeptical, more so worrying about Yeosang. It took a lot of convincing on Mingi's side to reassure them that he's not going to ruin Yeosang's life and that he'll be nice to him. 

So far he thinks he's doing a good job. He doesn't think his tutor hates him anymore. Especially with the way he's looking at him with those big round eyes, as if he wants to carry on where they left off. And Mingi wants to even more. 

"I think we should listen to Wooyoung and go to your room". 

By now, Yeosang cheeks are bright pink, and they only heat up more with the intensity of Mingi's stare. "Oh yeah... follow me" he says, almost stuttering. Luckily Yeosang is already walking in front so Mingi doesn't see his embarrassed face. 

When they enter, Yeosang gets shy. His room is tiny compared to Mingi's. Even though he lives in a small apartment compared to Mingi's mansion, he still feels awkward since they've been fucking in his king size bed this whole time. 

Despite his worries, Mingi doesn't seem to care or notice his tiny room and gives all his attention to Yeosang instead. 

When their eyes meet, Yeosang almost frowns. Mingi suddenly looks more shy than him, maybe even anxious. Yeosang guesses he's embarrassed being in someone else's home this time, maybe he only does this sort of thing in his home. 

He tries to lessen his worries by easing him in, hands that we're resting on his arms are now slowly sliding up to his shoulders. Yeosang is leaning against the wall but he tugs Mingi closer so that their bodies are flush against each other. He wraps his arms around his neck and kisses him softly. 

Thankfully, Mingi wakes up from whatever trance he's in and kisses back fervently and it almost catches Yeosang off guard, shivering when he feels hands slipping under his shirt and tracing his back. 

They manage to pick up the pace again like before Wooyoung interrupted and now Yeosang can continue without worrying about him. He lifts his leg up, wanting to feel more, and hooks it around Mingi's waist, grinding up against him. 

The taller, who is busy leaving marks on his neck, suddenly pulls away. "Wait-"

Yeosang stumbles when Mingi backs away from him, and blinks in surprise, one second they're making out and the next they've stopped. His mind is still cloudy and his skin tingles from the sudden loss of touch. But one look at Mingi's unreadable expression sobers him up immediately and now Yeosang is panicking. Did I do something wrong? He thinks, cheeks heating up in embarrassment as he feels tears beginning to form. 

"I just wanted to mention that I don't do this with anyone else" Mingi says, looking everywhere but at Yeosang. 

"What?" The tears are gone, but Yeosang is left confused. 

"Sex. Ever since our agreement, I haven't slept with anyone else". Or even thought of anyone else. He decides not to add.  

"Oh". Yeosang is confused why he's saying all this at this moment. "Me too I guess". He might be hallucinating, but the slight change in Mingi's demeanour seems like relief. Which confuses Yeosang even more. 

Mingi closes the gap between them, suddenly gaining confidence and leans an arm agains the wall next to his head. "Since we're already doing it, how about we keep it like that?" 

Yeosang has to tilt his head to look at him because their faces are so close. "What?" 

"I want us to be exclusive" he says, and Yeosang feels like his voice is deeper than usual. "No sleeping, kissing or touching anyone else."

Yeosang gulps at the suggestion. Exclusive with Mingi? They were already doing it, but making it official? Verbally agreeing not to see anyone else but each other? It makes him nervous for some reason. 

Still, he finds himself nodding. "Okay, let's be exclusive". 

The way Mingi smiles while his eyes simultaneously darken makes Yeosang feel weak. And to make matters worse (or better), the taller captures his lips in a kiss which he immediately melts into. 

"You're mine now" Mingi says against his lips, not letting the other respond as he's kissing him again. His hands slip under Yeosang's shirt again, this time roaming his abs. "No one can touch you but me". He whispers in his ear, before biting it gently. Yeosang whimpers at the sensation, gripping the taller's shoulders tightly. "And no one can hear you like this" he bites harder, erupting a surprised gasp. "But me". 

Mingi pulls away and faces Yeosang again, drinking up his dazed expression. He kisses him, he can tell Yeosang is a bit speechless from his request to be exclusive, but he doesn't mind. His kisses and touches are the only confirmation he needs. 

And Yeosang does it just the way he likes, with his fingers sliding through the strands of his hair. His leg also hooks around his waist for a second try and this time, Mingi responds enthusiastically. Their kisses get more messy and deep as Mingi's hand squeezes Yeosang's thigh, both grinding on each other, the sensation making him choke on a man. "Mingi" He breathes out quietly but the taller catches it. 

"Only you can say my name like this Yeosang" Mingi pants against his lips. "I'm yours".

Yeosang whimpers against his lips, mind going cloudy as all he wants to do is take these suffocating clothes off. Luckily, Mingi seems to share the same eagerness as he pulls him to the bed. 

Yeosang stops before they can do anything. "My beds a little small" he says shyly, looking at his tiny single bed compared to Mingi's king sized bed. 

"No worries, see?"  The taller doesn't seem to mind as he takes a seat and pats his lap, Yeosang not wasting a second before sitting on his lap, arms comfortably around his shoulders. 

Slowly, the pair start removing each other's clothes while their lips never part. Yeosang impatiently grabs the lube and hands it to Mingi, who laughs at his hurrying. He coats his fingers generously and slips two into Yeosang's hole, sliding in a bit too easily. 

Mingi pauses, looking at Yeosang, who blushes. "I sort of prepped myself in the shower right after you said that you were coming" he says bashfully.

"You what?" For some reason, Mingi would never expect Yeosang to do such a thing, and knowing that he did makes him even more hard. "You're going to be the death of me, you know that?" 

Yeosang frowns, not knowing what the other means until he's pulled into a messy kiss. Mingi preps himself then wastes no time in filling Yeosang up. The other moans loudly once Mingi bottoms out, sinking fully into him. 

It doesn't take long for him to start moving at his own pace, Mingi deciding to sit back and watch as Yeosang rides him. With this angle he gets to bask in every corner of his body, observing how the golden rays from the sunset spread across his muscles. Mingi thinks he might pass out from the heavenly sight, and as Yeosang picks up the pace, it doesn't take long before he's coming inside him. 

Yeosang also chases his own orgasm, coming on both of them since their bodies are pressed close to each other. Within a second he becomes tired, leaning his head on Mingi's shoulder. 

While Mingi would love to stay in this position, they needed to get clean before the cum starts drying on their stomachs. So he reaches over to the desk to grab some wipes and cleans the both of them, then lies Yeosang down on the bed. 

He puts his clothes back on and Yeosang watches through lidded eyes, slowly drifting to sleep. Mingi tries not to stare at him but it's hard not to when he's got that afterglow. If he looks any longer he'd get the urge to stay the night. Which is against the rules. 

"I'm going now" he says. It would be rude if he just left without telling the other, even if he's falling asleep. 

Yeosang quickly opens his eyes "wait". He says, sitting up, making Mingi look back curiously. They make eye contact and Yeosang's mind goes blank. He doesn't know why he said wait and now Mingi is just staring at him. "Get home safe" he says eventually and the other just nods with a thanks and leaves. 

When he hears the door shut, Yeosang lies down again and sighs while recapping what just happened. Him and Mingi are exclusive now? He wonders why Mingi suggested it all of a sudden, and what it means for them. 

Having these thoughts occupying his mind, Yeosang falls asleep.

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