Here we go :))
Alexa play Finally
I don't know lmao I'm tired
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"Dramatic mother fucker.", was what Chan said before Minho pulled the shaking boy close, connecting their lips harshly in the middle of the bar. The other life guard crossed his arms, chuckling along with Hyunjin as Jisung closed his eyes, a few tears falling down and clutched Minho's flannel shirt, gasping and getting immediately lost in the feeling.
Even if for simple days, not even that much, he had missed the heat.
The whole world stopped. There was no one besides them. No bar, no beach, no life guarding, no sea, no sky, nothing.
They were the only thing that existed and mattered in this world.
He was still aware that they were in public though, so when Minho caressed his waist, tongue swirling over his bottom lip, he still let him deepen the kiss for a few seconds, almost getting lost for good, and then forced him pull away, not even daring to look around at his team mates.
Minho joined their foreheads, panting and hugging him closer.
"I'm his.", those words alone made Jisung's hearts jump out of his chest. He grumbled and hugged the older's torso, burying his head in the crock of Minho's neck and making the older chuckle, turning both of them to Anna and all of their colleagues, some smiling, some still surprised. "And he's mine. Got that?"
"Yes, Chief.", Mario played, winking at the guy.
"B-but-"
"Save it, I'm not in the mood to listen to that kind of ramble, if I did I would be watching mean girls or something like that." Wooyoung waved his hands. "They indeed are dramatic but come on, let's not pressure them, poor Jisung must be a tomatoe right now."
"Tomato!", Mario screamed, making everyone burst into laughter.
Minho followed them, arms still strongly hooked around the smaller boy, his body warmer than it had ever been.
"You, we are all sitting down. And having a conversation." Seungmin pointed at the guys, making Minho chuckle again.
He pocked Jisung's waist, seeing as their usual group sat down next to them on the couches, and when the younger finally let go of him, facing him, Minho had to kiss him again, ignoring Felix and Hyunjin's "Not in front of us" and slowly moving his lips against the younger's.
Jisung sighed, relaxing his body and pulling Minho closer. There was no rush or lust in the kiss, everything was soft and slow, like they had all the time in the world to get to know each other, as if they didn't already.
Minho hummed lightly before pulling away, placing another peck on his lips before pecking the younger's forehead as well, molding into his arms and finally pulling both of them down to sit between Chan and Felix, a judging Seungmin with them. Wooyoung sat on San, Mario had a teasing smile and Micael wiggled his eyebrows at them. Yeji and Ryujin here there too, along with the couples.
Jisung simply hugged his lover and buried his head again, feeling Minho's smell and pretending he didn't hear the questions being made, the teasing and the jokes.
All that mattered was that he was in Minho's arms again.
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Minho rolled his eyes with a big smile on his face, behind a clingy boy that still hadn't said a word since they created that little scene at the bar. The bathroom had been a break he had taken without even telling anyone, but Minho had followed him, excusing himself from the group of curious lifeguards that were still astonished by how human he could be with the younger.
He had waited outside and was now standing behind Jisung, a smirk plastered on his as he snacked his arms around his waist, hugging his lover from behind.
Jisung tensed a bit, locking eyes through the mirror.
"Why are you so shy all of a sudden? It's cute, but I'm lacking attention right now."
The younger felt his cheeks redden, sighing aggressively and trying to wash his hands without interruptions.
Minho frowned and carefully brought him closer. Keeping an eye out for the door and feeling like a brat, the older started laying soft kisses on Jisung's neck, feeling his breath itch and smiling against his skin. He licked, kissed, bit down softly until he got a reaction.
"Minho, please.. w-we're at the bar-"
"Now you speak?" Minho chuckled right next to his ear, feeling the boy tremble as the water stopped running.
Minho moved his hand down, letting Jisung lay his head back, on his shoulder, and squeezing the younger's thigh inside out, a soft moan leaving his throat, to which he cringed, before turning around to slap the older's chest.
"Motherfucker!", he gripped his hair, as Minho burst into laughter next to him. "I hate you."
"That's okay for me, as long as you hate me next to me."
Jisung rolled his eyes but he couldn't deny it was smooth, so he simply let Minho cup his face and kiss him softly without even complaining.
He had nothing to complain after all.
He snaked his arms around the older's neck and let him bring their bodies closer. Minho let out a shaky sigh as their tongues intertwined, dancing as if they could follow the rhythm of the song banging outside, Jisung felt a few of Minho's hair strings making his forehead itchy but he could not give less fucks as Minho bit his bottom lip, the kiss itself getting a bit too agressive for anywhere where they were not alone.
As if trying to control himself, the older gripped his waist hard, pecking his lips one last time before he pulled away, sighing and smiling like a mad man.
"God, you're really something else, Han Jisung."
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He is isn't he :)