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Assistant: Title: fun fact: i like you
        Author: omegaksm omegaksm 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: “What's his type?”Jeongin creases his forehead. “As in his blood or?”Jisung is positive Jeongin and Hyunjin are now sharing the same brain cells after being together for so long. “No! Type as in the thing he looks for a partner.”“Oh,” Jeongin exclaims. He thinks for a bit then unblinking, he answers. “Uh, according to him, he likes fun f@cks.”Fun facts?Jisung looks at Jeongin like he's scrutinizing his answer. Really? Fun facts? He absentmindedly hums. Well, it kinda makes sense, doesn't it? Jisung knows that Seungmin is intelligent (top of his class, as Felix told him) and athletic and literally so perfect. It just naturally follows that the way to his heart is through intelligent banter, through exchange of new knowledge, through accumulation of cool and fun facts.Oh goodness, Jisung thinks. Kim Seungmin is so endearing.
        Contents: Chapter 1
    

    


  

  
  
    
    
  Admittedly, Jisung has a rough relationship with b@lls. Be it basketball, soccer, even the objectively harmless ping pong ball, if Jisung is within the said object's one meter radius, chaos will definitely ensue. But it's not like Jisung’s the one who hates b@lls—it’s actually the other way around. For some unknown reason, b@lls hate him. Which doesn't make sense because, well, 1) Jisung is a harmless and normal human who just wants to exist peacefully in this world, and 2) b@lls are things therefore it can't feel emotions, let alone hatred. 

  Yet Jisung still can't leave unscathed when a ball (any type, really) is involved. Honestly, b@lls and Jisung shouldn't be used in the same sentence. Who knows what'll happen?

  Case in point. Jisung is just leisurely walking towards the designated building for one of his courses. It's a bright sunny day and after being cooped up inside his dorm trying to finish his current project which he's about to pass later, he decided to take the longer route. Fortunately, he still has plenty of time to waste, having been woken up rather early by his roommate Hyunjin. He was so p@ss@d, if he's being honest, since he wasn't able to complete his 4 hours and 23 minutes of sleep, but he looks at the bright side instead of dwelling on Hyunjin’s annoying ass. At least he's early and can avail free sunlight. 

  Walking on the longer route means passing by the open field dominated by the school athletes practicing diligently. Which means b@lls are definitely being used. 

  Which means Jisung is in inevitable danger.

  But Jisung is nothing if not optimistic. There are lots of students who, like him, decided to walk on the grassy field on their way to their respective classes. He's not that good at statistics, but he thinks there's a slim chance he'll get hit by a stray badminton shuttlec@ck, or even a soccer ball. With that new found confidence, he huffs, straightens his back, and walks across the “battle” field. 

  He's halfway through the big patch of grassy land and so far, despite being outnumbered, Jisung is still okay. Meaning, not a single ball has touched even the tip of his hair. Jisung smiles, confident, strides increasing, and then he's getting closer to the goal (read: the other part of the field). He can almost taste his first win against the spherical devil instruments. Jisung is close. So close.

  Then he stops. 

  Jisung feels a gust of wind one centimeter away from his nose. His eyes widen as he freezes on the spot. 

  Holy f@ck. Jisung gulps. His eyes dart downwards and there he sees it.

  A f@ck@ng baseball.

  He almost got hit by a solid baseball on his nose! His precious nose! He absentmindedly touches the appendage just to make sure it really didn't hit him and his body isn't just numb from the pain. Okay, no blood or anything but still. Holy sh@t.

  The b@lls are really out there to get him. He can actually confidently say that his inevitable death would likely be caused by a f@ck@ng ball. 

  Jisung is still, understandably, freaking out and thinking of ways on how to obliterate the existence of every single ball on the planet when he hears someone panting beside him. He quickly turns to get a better look on the newcomer and his knees almost buckle.

  What the hell.

  Beside him is the most beautiful creature his eyes have ever laid on. He can hear angels singing and wait, is that a halo around this person? 

  Jisung's first thought is to thank God for making him see this one of a kind attraction that is this concerned-looking guy. But before he makes a complete fool out of himself, the stranger speaks first. 

  “Hey, I'm sorry about that. Did you get hit? Are you okay?”

  Jisung is definitely not okay. Not because of the previous incident which almost cost him a broken bone and nosebleed, but because of what's happening right now. Is this cute guy really talking to him? 

  But wait, why is he kinda familiar?

  He's about to answer that he's fine! Totally fine! Never been this fine since he's brought to this world! when someone calls the stranger (Seungmin is his name, apparently), telling him to get back quickly and if everything's okay. Seungmin calls back, shouting a “Be right there” in the amazing voice of his, and quickly faces Jisung again. Jisung almost collapses right then and there when Seungmin smiles at him and walks towards him to get the ball back. 

  “I think you're okay,” he says, scanning Jisung’s probably red face. Jisung finally gets the strength to nod. “Cool. Still, I'm so sorry about that. You know Jeongin, right?” 

  Jisung furrows his brows as he nods, confused. Why is he bringing up Hyunjin’s boyfriend in this conversation? “Y-yeah?”

  Seungmin hums. “I would love to give you my number right now and treat you to something as an apology but my coach is already calling me. If you want, well, you can ask Innie for my number and we can settle things?” he suggests. “No pressure, of course.”

  Maybe b@lls aren't Jisung’s mortal enemy. Maybe he can count this as his first win against those evil things. Jisung nods, stifling a gasp when Seungmin smiles yet again. “Uh, I guess?” he lamely answered.

  But it seems to be enough for Seungmin. “Cool. See you around.”
It’s funny and mildly ridiculous how often Jisung ends up in the same space as Seungmin ever since that fateful day. And to his surprise, they are in an overlapping circle of friends. Just his luck. That's why Seungmin's face was familiar to him. Should he even call it a circle of friends at this point? Maybe a venn diagram of friends is more appropriate. Hyunjin, his childhood friend and roommate, is dating Jeongin who is one of Seungmin’s closest friends. Then, Felix, a friend he met in college, is dating Changbin, another friend of Seungmin. Chan, a friend of Felix’s who became his friend as well, is Changbin’s gym buddy and friend. Minho, a transferee, is a member of the dance club Hyunjin and Felix are in.So yeah. It won’t be a surprise that they are now acquainted with each other. But the thing is, they don't talk. Or more like he doesn’t talk to Seungmin. At all. But can you blame him? Jisung’s brain turns smooth and eventually mushy whenever he’s around his crush. It’s not that he doesn’t want to talk to Seungmin, it’s just that he literally cannot.And so Jisung pines. For ten months, he fancied Seungmin secretly. Hyunjin argues that it’s not that secret when according to him Jisung is literally undressing Seungmin everytime they see each other (which is, for the record, entirely UNTRUE… he promises) and that only a dumb person would not take notice of his feelings. But then again, it seems like Seungmin never noticed so that makes Hyunjin’s second argument void since Seungmin is not dumb.Perhaps a little bit dense but not dumb.Although now, after gathering lots of courage from the past ten months, he's determined to act on his feelings. He has everybody’s support and if Seungmin rejects him, well, that's Future Jisung’s problem, not his.He just needs a solid plan to woo Kim Seungmin. And who else will he consult other than Seungmin’s best friend, Yang Jeongin? He’ll ask Hyunjin a favor and make him bring his boyfriend in their dorm and then Jisung will try to ask what's Seungmin’s type. If he doesn't answer then he'll bribe Jeongin. Or plead until the poor guy tells him anything.Jisung stares blankly at the television. When's a good time for Hyunjin and Jeongin to hang out in their dorm, though?His question is promptly answered when he hears the front door open, spitting out Hyunjin and Jeongin. Jisung gasps.“Hello, Jisung hyung,” Jeongin greets him and Jisung has never been more delighted to see this man. Jisung smiles brightly at him, perhaps too brightly, and pats the space on the couch beside him.“Hey, Jeonginnie! What's up?”Hyunjin snorts as he puts his shoes on the shoe rack. “You're awfully excited today.”Jisung rolls his eyes. “Can't a man be happy sometimes?”“If it's you then no.”“Shut up, Hwang,” Jisung says, frowning at Hyunjin. The latter sticks his tongue out to him like the childish brat that he is.“I really admire your friendship,” Jeongin offhandedly comments. Jisung fake grimaces as Hyunjin fake gags at the same time.“You are hanging out too frequently with Hyunjin, Innie. Look at what you're becoming.”“Well, he's my boyfriend so it only makes sense that he sticks with me 24/7,” Hyunjin retorts. He walks towards Jeongin and hands him his keys. “Can I get you anything?”Jeongin hums. “Want some freshly-brewed coffee, hyung.”Hyunjin scowls. “You and your coffee addiction. Seungmin is really rubbing off on you,” he teases, but he’s walking towards the kitchen anyway.“You drink coffee, too,” Jeongin deadpans. Hyunjin shrugs.“Didn't say I don't,” he says. To Jisung, he c@cks a brow. “What about you, Sung?”“Just give me the juice box in the fridge.”“Whatever. I'll be right back, baby. Don't miss me too much,” Hyunjin winks at Jeongin. Jisung gags, for real this time. Meanwhile, Jeongin’s face is as red as a tomato, making Jisung gag further.“Just go, hyung.” Hyunjin cackles as he disappears into the kitchen. Jisung counts up to 30 before he leans slightly towards Jeongin. The latter flinches slightly but relaxes when Jisung apologizes quietly.“Uh, you need something, hyung?”Jisung heaves a deep breath. “Yes. Can I ask something?”Jeongin looks at him, confused. “Yeah, sure. But why are we whispering?”“Don't want Hyunjin to hear sh@t,” Jisung explains. Jeongin furrows his brows but nods. “Anyways, I just wanna know if Seungmin is currently in a relationship?” Of course, before he asks about Seungmin’s type, he needs to know if his crush is free. He may like Seungmin too much but he’s not a homewrecker.And his concern is not baseless. The new guy, Minho, looks awfully close to Seungmin. He always sees them together so he’s curious. Fine. Maybe a little bit jealous, too.Jeongin breathes out, relieved at the harmless question. “I thought it was something serious,” he mumbles.“It is!” Jisung whisper-yells.“Uh, right. Sure. Uhm, he isn't, as far as I know.” Jisung nods, relief flooding his body. With that in mind, he becomes more confident.“What's his type?”Jeongin creases his forehead. “As in his blood or?”Jisung is positive Jeongin and Hyunjin are now sharing the same brain cells after being together for so long. “No! Type as in the thing he looks for a partner.”“Oh,” Jeongin exclaims. He thinks for a bit then unblinking, he answers. “Uh, according to him, he likes fun f@cks.”Fun facts?Jisung looks at Jeongin like he's scrutinizing his answer. Really? Fun facts? He absentmindedly hums. Well, it kinda makes sense, doesn't it? Jisung knows that Seungmin is intelligent (top of his class, as Felix told him) and athletic and literally so perfect. It just naturally follows that the way to his heart is through intelligent banter, through exchange of new knowledge, through acc@mulation of cool and fun facts.Oh goodness, Jisung thinks. Kim Seungmin is so endearing.“The hell are you whispering about?”Jisung’s heart jumps when Hyunjin sneaks from behind him, voice directly in his ear. “What the f@ck, Hyunjin!”Hyunjin laughs as Jisung clutches his poor chest. “You look so serious there, Sungie. What are you and my boyfriend talking about?”Hyunjin and his possessive tendencies. Jisung looks at Jeongin, who is staring at him, obviously making him decide whether to tell Hyunjin their topic or not. Afterall, it's his business, not his. Jisung sighs.“Was asking Innie about Seungmin’s type.”Gasping, Hyunjin carefully places the tray he's holding on the table, before he sits down on Jeongin’s lap. Jisung grimaces.“Really?”“Yeah. Really,” Jisung rolls his eyes, reaching for his juice.“Finally! After ten months of listening to you ramble about your crush on Seungmin and moaning his name while you're jerking off, you're finally going to ask him out!”Jisung screeches. “What?!”Hyunjin smirks. “Oh, don't play dumb with me, lover boy. I heard you, loud and clear!”“F@ck off! That was one time!” Jisung’s face is so hot he's practically a lit coal right now. And it's true. Jisung jerked off to Seungmin ONE time and didn't repeat it for the fear of being heard by his roommate. Only now did he know that suppressing his moans were useless since Hyunjin is airing out his dirty laundry like this in front of God and everyone.“And that was more than enough to make my ears bleed for a solid week.”Jisung huffs. “Why were you even listening to me, you freak?”“I didn't voluntarily do it! You were too f@ck@ng loud!”“As if you weren't like this as well? I hear you f@ck@ng sometimes, too!”Jeongin looks mortified at the information that just dropped while Hyunjin has the gall to actually giggle and tuck an invisible hair on his ear. He’s currently sporting a f@ck@ng buzz cut.“Well, I mean,” Hyunjin steals a look at a very red Jeongin. “I'm getting good d@ck so it's just natural that I let out sounds like that.”Jisung is about to cry. “You're disgusting.”Hyunjin is about to retort once more because he isn't Hyunjin if he lets Jisung have the last word when Jeongin speaks. “Okay, both of you calm down.” Jeongin sighs. “Jisung hyung, I'm sorry about the past noises, we'll try to keep it down next time.”Jisung wants to point out that he doesn't need to know that they're planning to f@ck in this cursed dorm again sometime in the future but he just nods, still embarrassed about getting caught (or heard) while jerking off. “Yeah, sure.”“Anyway, I wish you the best of luck in pursuing Seungmin hyung. He's kinda difficult to pin down, to be honest.”Jisung also wants to tell Jeongin that if someone’s getting pinned down between him and Seungmin, hopefully it'll be him, but he decides to spare poor Jeongin. “Thanks for the information, Innie. Will keep it in mind,” he says instead and drinks the juice.Jisung sighs as he rubs his eyes that are pitifully dry due to being exposed to his laptop’s screen for a long time. It's been a while since he last pulled an all-nighter but unlike last time when he was struggling to finish up a paper that he needed to submit the next day, he's pretty chill on what he's doing. He double-checks if his file is saved before closing his laptop.Gathering fun facts is actually fun. Past Jisung didn't care about trivias, to be honest, but Present Jisung is very satisfied with the things he learned today. He actually can't wait to bombard Seungmin with cool facts that he hopes he didn't know yet. He's planning on texting first thing in the morning but now that he thinks about it, maybe he should do it right now since 1. he's bored and 2. who knows if he won't chicken out tomorrow, right? Even Jisung isn't sure.He heaves a deep breath, eyes closed, and reaches for his phone. He opens his eyes (he's enabled the facial recognition feature of his phone, which is, fun fact, was first launched by Apple in 2017) and scrolls through his contacts. His thumb stops at the contact carefully named Boycrush Seungmin and clicks it.Their message box, as expected, is like a blank canvas. Because it's empty. But Jisung plans on changing that right now.What fun fact should he choose as an opener for this conversation? He needs it to be interesting but not too technical, random but not nonsense, something that will make someone think that, ah, it's cool that I know this. Jisung chews his bottom lip.How about animal fun facts?Right! No one can resist cute animal fun facts. Whoever gets annoyed at receiving one is objectively an @ssh@l@. Jisung thinks, no, knows that Seungmin isn't an @ssh@l@ and he recalls Jeongin saying sometime ago that Seungmin likes dogs. Which are animals.Brilliant.Without further ado, he types his first (!!) message to Seungmin. He’s kinda thrilled and scared which is really silly because why would someone be scared to text your crush, right? After rereading his messages over and over again, he presses send and screams.
  Han Jisung

  Did you know that capybaras are herbivores? And they also eat their own p@@p!! 🥰
Holy sh@t. He just did: that.What now? Well, he should wait. Why did he even reach Seungmin through text? He could’ve just left a message on one of his socials. He’s so old-fashioned. But then he remembers that it was Seungmin who told him to ask Jeongin for his number, afterall, so maybe this is Seungmin’s preferred way of communicating?His phone vibrates and he literally jolts from surprise. It’s from Boycrush Seungmin <3. Jisung gasps, not expecting this fast of a response. He checks the time. It’s pretty late yet Seungmin is still awake? Do they have the same sleep schedule or did he wake Seungmin up? Jisung sincerely hopes it isn’t the latter because if it is, then he’ll feel really bad.
  Boycrush Seungmin <3 
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  UNSUBSCRIBE
 Jisung frowns. Unsubscribe? From what? Did Seungmin mean to reply to another person? Huh. His fingers hover again on the keyboard and start typing. 
  Han Jisung

  Unsubscribe from what?

  Boycrush Seungmin <3 

  Oh I thought I accidentally registered my number to some sketchy subscription services.

  Who are you anyway?
Oh. Jisung sighs from relief. Of course Seungmin would think of it like this. Jisung literally just texted Seungmin randomly with no introduction or anything, just straight up random fun facts. He’s kinda dumb sometimes.
  Han Jisung

  Sorry for the lack of introductions!

  This is <PRESIDIO_ANONYMIZED_PERSON>.

  Idk if you remember me but I’m Jeongin’s boyfriend’s friend

  Uhhh the one you almost got hit by a baseball a while ago?

  Boycrush Seungmin <3 

  Oh right

  Yes I know you, Jisung.

  Thanks for the fun fact, I guess?
 Jisung almost launches himself to the stratosphere from how high he jumped. Seungmin liked it! Oh, he can hear the wedding bells ringing already. 
  Han Jisung

  You’re welcome!

  Stay tuned for more fun facts! 
Jisung gets no response after that but he’s not bothered by it. At least their messages aren’t empty anymore and Seungmin knows his number now. And he liked Jisung’s fun facts. This is it. He’s one step closer to his goal of becoming Seungmin’s lover. He can feel it. He can almost taste the success.He starts to get ready for bed for real this time, all while a big smile stretching his entire face. He should treat Jeongin to coffee sometime this week.The next morning, Jisung wakes up in a tangled mess of blankets and pillows, hair messy like that one bird’s nest he found on a tree last Monday night. He’s kinda jealous of Hyunjin now because he knows the guy doesn’t wake up with messed-up hair since he has a buzz cut. Jisung doesn’t know why he’s focusing on his bed head this early in the morning.He stretches his limbs and almost drops his phone on the floor. Oh, he still has his phone clutched in his hand. Jisung’s heart does a little jump as he remembers something he did last night.After what felt like a decade, he finally messaged Seungmin. And Seungmin texted him back. He even thanked Jisung for telling him a fun fact.Jisung’s face brightens. Call him delusional or whatever, but he can practically imagine their prosperous future together as a couple. The cute dates, the late night talks. Everything.With that thought in mind, he marches towards his bathroom and brushes his teeth with one hand while scrolling with the other through his bookmarked websites and animal blogs he collected last night for the sole purpose of sending them to the love of his life. When he finally finds one that feels just right for this lovely morning, he grins into the mirror and nearly chokes on his toothpaste.
  Han Jisung

  Did you know that bananas are considered berries but strawberries are not?
To his surprise, Seungmin replies immediately.
  Boycrush Seungmin <3

  Didn’t know that. Thanks for the info.

  Han Jisung

  Glad to be of service! Have a good day.
Seungmin doesn’t reply after that but Jisung doesn’t mind. Perhaps Seungmin is busy with something and Jisung is not that greedy for his replies. And it’s not like he’s gonna wait anyway. He still has a class to prepare for and if he’s going to spend another minute waiting then he’s gonna be late. Again. He accidentally glances at the mirror and almost laughs at how giddy he looks.He leaves the bathroom and starts the day with a smile on his face.Ever since they started texting, Seungmin started to acknowledge him more directly. Before, they don’t do anything whenever their eyes meet (mainly because Jisung averts his eyes immediately as soon as they do) but now, Seungmin nods at him. And Jisung has no choice but to nod back to be polite. Nevermind his heart hammering inside his chest and threatening to burst whenever he does that.Then it becomes worse. Or better. Jisung still can’t decide. Seungmin will nod at him in greeting and his lips will quirk up in a teasing way, like he knows a secret or something. When their venn diagram of friends (yes, Jisung is sticking to this term for now) hangs out, Jisung catches Seungmin watching him from the other side of the table. Their gazes lock for a solid five seconds and Seungmin will sometimes smile at him or wink, and Jisung will become red as a tomato and stuff his cheeks with food or drink his water in one go, anything to break their eye contact.Texting each other is a routine now. Jisung sends a fun fact then Seungmin replies. Always. From receiving many variations of “thanks” from Seungmin on days one to five, Jisung is proud to announce that they exchange messages more often now and that Seungmin’s replies are longer. They talk about fun facts for a bit and then sometimes they talk about their day. Jisung always initiates the conversation but Seungmin is the one who makes their conversation longer by asking a lot of stuff.It makes Jisung’s hope blossom. At least he can consider them on friendly terms now?During the course of them talking to each other, Jisung realizes something. Something that creeps in quietly between the exchange of fun facts and their recurring late night talks.He genuinely likes Seungmin.Admittedly, he was doubting his attraction towards the other man. Sure, he finds Seungmin attractive and it’s a plus that he’s really kind (based on what their friends tell him), but there’s this thought at the back of his mind that maybe he’s just infatuated. That it will fade eventually when they finally talk and know more about each other.But it didn’t.Not after their non stop texting one Wednesday night when they both claimed they can’t sleep so they just talked about anything and everything they can think of until Jisung unfortunately falls asleep after the clock hit 3 AM. Not after Seungmin asked him the next day through text if he’s okay because he looked so down during lunch. Not after Seungmin sent a picture of a hamster with the caption “he looks like you.”After that, it just hits him. This is not just a mere infatuation anymore. Or maybe it hasn’t been that way since the beginning. All he knows is that he really likes Seungmin.It gets crazier as the days go by. For example, when they see each other, Seungmin sends him a mischievous grin that makes Jisung panic like crazy. His heart cannot take being the receiver of Seungmin’s smiles. Recently, another development was made—they now acknowledge each other through names and not smiles only anymore. Jisung remembers the first time Seungmin called his name when they walked past each other in the hallway. His name sounded so f@ck@ng good on Seungmin’s lips.Jisung almost embarrassed himself that day by almost bumping into a wall but luckily he was able to stop that from happening. Seungmin smiles amusedly at him and Jisung was not able to get a wink of sleep that night.It was one of the most memorable moments of his life.On day 14 (yes, Jisung is counting, sue him), Jisung receives a message from Kim Seungmin himself. He immediately reads the text and his remaining sleepiness vanishes in an instant when he processes what he just read.
  Boycrush Seungmin <3

  Did you know that the most expensive coffee in the world is made from coffee beans that are partially digested and excreted by civets?

  Good morning

  Han Jisung

  Oh wow I didn’t know that

  That’s kinda disgusting but to each their own I guess?
Is this real? Is he really awake right now? Is Seungmin really texting him a fun fact?
  Boycrush Seungmin <3

  Well now you do

  Speaking of coffee

  Wanna get coffee with me sometime? Just the two of us? 
 The noise that leaves Jisung’s mouth is a mixture of a screech and a scream. He rubs his eyes once. Twice. Reads the message again. Wonders if he’s hallucinating from studying too much.But the text is still there. He sees Seungmin’s typing animation come up and down.F@ck. This is real. Seungmin is asking him out on a date.Jisung’s hand shakes as he poises his fingers to type out a response. What should he say? Of course he’s going to say yes but he doesn’t want to come across as too eager. He has a pride to uphold, after all.He hears Hyunjin at the back of his mind telling him that his pride had already shattered the day he choked on literal air when they first hung out with Jeongin’s (and also Seungmin’s) friend group. He frowns and swats that imaginary Hyunjin away. 
  Boycrush Seungmin <3
No pressure, by the way! If you’re more comfortable with our friends joining us then that’s okay as well Jisung snaps out of his train of thought upon reading Seungmin’s latest message. F@ck. He should really give out a reply before Seungmin second guesses himself further. 
  Han Jisung

  Oh I would love that

  Very much

  I mean

  Just the two of us

  Grabbing coffee together

  And talking

  Boycrush Seungmin <3

  Alright

  Are you free this Friday? We can go to the cafe near uni

  The one near the flower shop Jeongin works at

  Han Jisung

  Yes that works for me

  See you

  Boycrush Seungmin <3

  Yeah see you, Jisungie
 Jisung could not help but scream loudly in his room. Jisungie?! He called him Jisungie?! Not just Jisung but Jisungie?!“Han Jisung! What’s happening!”There’s a loud banging outside his door and Jisung belatedly remembers that oh, he’s not alone in this apartment. He has a roommate. Said roommate is the one knocking on his door like there’s no tomorrow.Jisung stands up and opens the door. Hyunjin roams his eyes around his face, probably checking if he’s hurt or something. Jisung can’t help but chuckle at his friend’s concerned expression.“What are you doing?”Hyunjin furrows his brows at him. “What are you doing? You suddenly screamed out loud I thought something happened,” Hyunjin says, his eyes now scanning Jisung’s room. When he finds nothing suspicious, his gaze lands on a very amused Jisung. “Are you okay?”Jisung snorts at him. He guides Hyunjin to their living room and sits on the couch. “I’m okay. But something did happen,” Jisung says somberly.Hyunjin’s eyes widen. “Should I be worried?”“Depends.”Hyunjin slaps his arm. Jisung cries out in pain. “Just tell me what it is, m@th@rf@ck@r! You’re making me anxious!”Jisung glares at him, massaging the muscle that just got slapped. It stings. “Fine, fine,” Jisung relents. He takes a deep breath. “Seungmin asked me out on a date.”“What?”“I said,” Jisung straightens his back and looks Hyunjin square in the eyes. “Seungmin asked me out earlier.”“Oh my God! Finally!” Hyunjin exclaims, clapping his hand. Then, he squints at Jisung. “Wait. How did he even do that? Were you talking to each other?”Jisung smiles sheepishly at him. “Well, we’ve been texting…” he trails off. Hyunjin’s expression contorts from confused to betrayed in a split second.“What?!”“I got his number from Jeongin and I began texting him two weeks ago,” Jisung confesses.“How come you didn’t tell me? You traitor—” Hyunjin places his hand on his chest as if he just got shot. Jisung rolls his eyes at his theatrics. Leave it to Hyunjin to overreact to things.But Jisung can’t really complain because he really did not tell this to Hyunjin. Or anyone, really. . His reason? Well, he doesn’t know either. Perhaps it’s the thrill of having a little secret with Seungmin? Or maybe because no one really asked him about it, and he’s not one to air his business to his friends or other people willingly.“You didn’t ask,” Jisung replies, smirking. Hyunjin glares at him.“I can’t believe you’re doing this to me. I want details!”Jisung shakes his head. “Of course you do.” He sighs. “I bombarded him with fun facts these past few days and then from that, conversations started growing.”“Fun facts?” Hyunjin asks, perplexed. “You used fun facts to flirt with him instead of, I don’t know, pick-up lines?”Jisung nods. “Yeah. That’s what your boyfriend told me. That Seungmin likes fun facts so I spent days gathering information and then I impulsively messaged him.”“Innie told you that?”“Yeah, dude. Remember that one time he was here? That’s what we talked about.”Hyunjin still looks confused and lost, like he can’t decide whether Jisung’s method was genius or insane. Jisung can’t understand what part of what he told Hyunjin is too confusing. Yeah, he did use fun facts to flirt with Seungmin instead of the “traditional” pick-up lines but, hey, it worked regardless.“I didn’t know Seungmin’s that weird. I know his mind works in a different way but d@mn,” Hyunjin mumbles but Jisung catches everything he says.“That’s his charm,” Jisung shrugs. “Anyway, he asked me out for coffee and it’s on Friday already and honestly, I’m freaking out.”“You’re always freaking out,” Hyunjin deadpans.“I know,” Jisung says flatly. “But this time it’s different. This is a Kim Seungmin-induced freak out.”Hyunjin raises a brow. “You always have a Kim Seungmin-induced freak out.”“You’re not helping,” Jisung whines.“Okay, fine. What do you want me to do?”Jisung sighs. “It’s been a while since I last dated and now I don’t know what to do. What if I mess up? What if he thinks I’m a loser? What if—”“Sungie,” Hyunjin cuts him off, a hand on Jisung’s thigh. “You’ll be fine. This is a very cliche suggestion but just continue being yourself. You said you’re texting each other so that means your behavior piqued his interest that he decided to ask you out.”Jisung pouts, kicking Hyunjin’s shin lightly. That was really nice to hear, especially from Hyunjin. He knows that they behave like they can’t stand each other but he knows that Hyunjin is a really good friend. “You think so?”“I know so.”Jisung chuckles. “Thanks,” he says, sighing. “I guess I need to write down more fun facts to use on our date. Or maybe memorize it? Would it be awkward if I suddenly pull out a paper with fun facts on it?” Jisung asks, completely serious.Hyunjin snorts. “I still can’t wrap my head around that fun facts thing. But, like I said, just be your loser self and everything’s gonna be fine.”It seems like it’s gonna kill Hyunjin if he won’t be mean to Jisung. He rolls his eyes, smiling fondly. “Fine.”The rest of the week passes too fast for Jisung’s liking. He feels like he just blinked and then it’s already Thursday. Just like that. He spent the past days thinking and overthinking about how their date tomorrow will go. He knows that he told Hyunjin that he won’t be anxious about this but he’s just human. It’s hard to follow the mind over matter advice some tells him.And then it’s Friday.The weather is cloudy, which is perfect for a date. Well, they will spend the whole duration of it indoors but it’s nice that the weather is not too hot or cold for him. It helps in calming himself down. Yes, he’s still nervous and he thinks he’s gonna throw up any moment now, but he takes a deep breath, chanting it’s gonna be okay a hundred times while staring at his reflection in the mirror.Jisung gets to the cafe really early. Like twenty minutes early. His apartment is not even that far from their agreed location, just a mere five minute walk, but he feels like he’s gonna explode if he stays inside his apartment any longer. He also doesn’t want to risk being late. It’s gonna be so embarrassing. And he wants to minimize the embarrassment that he’ll do today as much as possible.He’s currently stuck at a corner table, hands clenched around his phone like a lifeline. It doesn’t make sense that he’s this nervous. It’s not like this is their first time seeing each other. It’s also not their first time talking—they’ve been texting for two weeks and pretty much know each other on some acceptable level. He knows Seungmin is a chill guy. Flirty to a point where Jisung becomes a flustered mess but overall chill.To pass the time, he scrolls through his timeline to watch random videos. He’s halfway through a very detailed video about lock picking when a voice speaks near his ear.“Is that where you get your fun facts?”Jisung jumps comically, like someone just smashed cymbals near his ears. He fumbles with his phone, nearly launching it across the floor, and sighs in relief when he catches it. Barely. He slowly turns around and almost screams when he sees Seungmin’s face a mere inches away from his.“F@ck!” Jisung exclaims, clutching his chest. “You can’t just sneak up on people like that!”Seungmin moves away, an amused smile on his gorgeous face. “Sorry for startling you. I was just curious what you were so focused on,” he explains, looking like he’s not that sorry at all, if the glint in his eyes is anything to go by.“Oh. Uhm, yeah. That’s alright.” Way to go Jisung.Seungmin smiles politely at him and walks to sit on the seat across from Jisung. “Hello.”Jisung’s mind cannot process this at all. Is this real? Is Seungmin really across from him and are they really on a date? Seungmin looks so handsome with his soft brown cardigan and some jeans. How can this man make a simple combination of clothes look so good?Jisung snaps out of his trance when Seungmin tilts his head adorably. Just like a puppy.“Hello,” Jisung echoes. Feeling like that isn’t enough, he bows. A full-body, awkward seated bow.A chuckle escapes from Seungmin’s lips. It sounds so s@xy and it makes Jisung insane. Seungmin bows as well. “I didn’t know we’re going to be this formal.”“I’m sorry,” Jisung says sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. “I’m really really nervous right now.”“You don’t need to be,” Seungmin says kindly.Something about how soft his expression turns makes Jisung want to melt into the floor. He expected Seungmin to make fun of him (since he’s a menace according to their mutual friends) but he’s glad that he’s not. Perhaps he can sense that Jisung is genuinely nervous and doesn’t want him to feel worse.They both order their drinks. A frappe for Jisung and an iced americano for Seungmin. Jisung actually expected that since he has seen Seungmin parading their school with a cup of iced americano almost everyday that he sometimes wonder if Hyunjin’s right about Seungmin’s alleged caffeine dependence.The moment their drinks arrive, Jisung waits for Seungmin to take a sip before he clears his throat. He’s been waiting for this exact moment to happen. Finally he’s gonna impress Seungmin with fun facts in person.“Want a fun fact?”Seungmin raises a brow, a smile creeping up his face. “Already?”“I’ve been saving them,” Jisung shrugs, sipping his drink. “I promise everything I’ll tell you today is interesting and hasn't been heard before. I was actually amazed when I learned these things. That’s how awesome these will be.”Seungmin rests his chin on his palm, eyes trained solely on Jisung. His handsome face stirs something inside Jisung. “Hit me.”Jisung feels his ears go red, ignoring the perverted part of his brain that misinterprets what Seungmin just said. Hit him with fun facts, Jisung. Get your mind out of the gutter. He clears his throat again and powers through.“Okay. Uhm. Fun fact: Baby puffins are called pufflings.”Seungmin blinks. Then smiles. Jisung regrets not bringing his shades. It’s so bright in here. “Pufflings?”“Yes! Pufflings. Isn’t that cute? It’s like the person who named them just gave up halfway through naming.”“Yeah, that’s cute. I like that one,” Seungmin agrees. Then he laughs. “I was expecting that you’re going to give me more p@@p facts but I also like this genre.”Jisung reddens. “I ran out of those. And I figured those won’t be appropriate for the setting of our date.”Seungmin chuckles. “I disagree. I like those the most.”“Then perhaps you have a problem,” Jisung jokes. Seungmin nods.“You made me this way,” Seungmin replies, eyes twinkling. Jisung stares at him. He’s so beautiful. Seungmin tilts his head. “Something on my face?”Jisung shakes his head. “You’re just so pretty,” he mumbles. But it seems like Seungmin heard him because the younger blushes. It’s the first time that Jisung sees his effect on Seungmin. All this time he feels like their thing is one-sided but seeing it personally makes Jisung giddy. He counts that as a win.“Got another one?”Jisung hums, delighted that Seungmin is anticipating more. He really needs to treat Jeongin sometimes. “I have tons,” Jisung replies.They keep talking like that. Jisung’s doom scrolling the other day pays off because he rattles off strange little facts to Seungmin who seems really interested in whatever he’s saying. They easily fall into a comfortable rhythm and Jisung feels his nervousness get lifted as time goes by. Seungmin doesn’t interrupt him but he listens, nods, and asks questions if something piques his curiosity.Eventually, Jisung takes a long sip of his drink since he can feel his mouth getting dry with all the talking. “Okay, that was my last one. I’m out of fun facts.”“Shame,” Seungmin says, shaking his head. “I was just getting into it.”Jisung snorts. “Well, too bad, huh?” Then, hesitating, he adds. “Perhaps I can give you more through text and another date?”Seungmin’s face lights up at that. Jisung feels relieved that they’re on the same page. That Seungmin wants to continue exploring whatever they have right now.“Sure. I would love that.”Blushing, Jisung nods. “Cool,” he says lamely. They sit in silence for a while before Seungmin leans back in his seat and smirks.“Wanna know a fun fact about me?”Jisung almost bolts out of his seat from excitement. “Yes. Yes, absolutely, of course,” he says, nodding his head at the speed that would make his Chan hyung worry. He might have heard a disturbing crack while nodding but he ignores that.Seungmin’s grin widens. His eyes twinkle menacingly. Jisung is half-scared and half-excited.“I’m really good at giving head.”Jisung’s ears ring. His brain short circuits. He literally freezes, mouth hanging open, unmoving. It’s like someone dunked him in a pool full of ice. He cannot move an inch.And then he chokes in his own saliva.He clutches his chest while he’s coughing his lungs out, hand stretching to reach for his glass of water in front of him. He hears Seungmin mumble a curse and hurries to his side to pat Jisung’s back, asking if he’s okay. Jisung nods amidst his coughing fit, deeply embarrassed at the scene they’re making in the cafe.After what felt like an entire hour, Jisung calms down and he chugs down his water. Seungmin is still beside him and he can now feel the heat of Seungmin’s palm on his back. Jisung blushes then blushes some more when he remembers what prompted this whole situation they are in right now.He gives Seungmin a thumbs up to signal that he’s okay now thank you very much. Seungmin goes back to his seat and Jisung finds himself missing Seungmin’s touch. He mentally slaps himself for that thought.“I’m so sorry, Jisung. I didn’t mean to surprise you like that,” Seungmin says, pouting slightly. Jisung chuckles at him and waves his apology off.“It’s fine. You should’ve known by now that I’m easily surprised,” Jisung teases, as if his brain isn’t supplying him visions of what Seungmin would look like under him.Seungmin, probably sensing that Jisung is really okay and not uncomfortable at all, chuckles. “Well, you said you wanted a fun fact.”Jisung closes his eyes. “Do you really know how fun facts work? That was not a fun fact. That was a threat! I was prepared to hear a trivia about dogs or something.”“A bl@wj@b is a threat now? Interesting,” Seungmin grins. “Oh well. It’s your fault that you expected me to say something safe for work.”Well. That is true. But then again, he’s not out here expecting Seungmin, of all people, to crack a joke of that caliber.Silence blankets them once more. Jisung doesn’t know what to say because frankly, he’s beginning to become lightheaded due to the fact that his blood is going south. He can’t shake the lewd images his mind conjures about Seungmin.In Jisung’s humble opinion, he thinks that Seungmin would really look good sucking d@cks. Perhaps even prettier when he’s on his knees and choking—Oh God. This is going to be a problem.“Jisungie, are you okay?”Jisung blinks and focuses his eyes on a concerned Seungmin. He’s not aware that he’s just staring at the table after that conversation.He smiles and tries to hide his semi as subtly as possible. He doesn’t want Seungmin to think that he’s being nasty, even if that’s exactly what he’s being. Screw this brain of his.“Oh yeah. I’m good.”Jisung notices Seungmin’s eyes casting downwards. Glancing at his crotch. Wait, not just glancing. Staring. He blushes when Seungmin’s eyes flicker with something as he sees Jisung’s unfortunately very obvious bulge. Jisung crosses his legs but it’s too late. Seungmin already saw it.His c@ck betrays him. It pulses at the thought of Seungmin appreciating the thing he’s sporting.“I’m so so—”“Hey,” Seungmin cuts his apology off. His eyes travel from Jisung’s crotch to his eyes. Jisung gulps when he sees the hunger in Seungmin’s eyes. He feels objectified but in a weird ‘oh please do it more’ kind of way. “Wanna see if my fun fact is true?”This is it. Jisung is really going to pass out. Either because of the lack of blood in his upper head or because of what Seungmin is implying. No matter the reason, he is sure that he is going to pass the f@ck out.“W-what do you mean?” Jisung bravely asks. Maybe Seungmin is implying something else. Maybe Jisung is reading too much into this.Seungmin tilts his head, eyes wide with faux innocence. He looks like he’s trying to tempt Jisung and honestly, it is working. Very. Jisung’s c@ck throbs again. “I wanna suck you off.”Jisung makes a sound that is a mix of a moan and a whimper. His cheeks burn at the realization that he just made that kind of noise in public but fortunately, everyone is minding their own business while Jisung here is positive he’s not going to last any longer.With shaky hands, he grabs his glass again but it’s empty.“Jisung?”“I—uh—yes?” Jisung stammers, so disoriented that he forgets how to speak. “B-but coffee?”Seungmin glances at Jisung’s obviously empty glass. “You finished your drink minutes ago,” he deadpans.“Oh,” Jisung says intelligently. “Right.”“Hey,” Seungmin calls his attention. “If I’m making you uncomfortable—”“No!” Jisung protests, shaking his head. He’s not uncomfortable at all. Shocked and painfully turned on maybe but not uncomfortable. “You’re not. It’s just that… You caught me off-guard.”“I see.”“Yeah.”Seungmin leans on the table, propping his chin on his hand once again. “Well, you don’t have to look that scared, you know? I’m not gonna eat you.” He then pauses and smirks. Jisung’s heart does somersaults and his d@ck twitches. At the same time. “Unless you want me to.”If his soul is still inside him despite the fun fact that Seungmin said a while ago that totally rocked his world earlier, now he’s sure it has left his body.“Then—uhm—should we,” Jisung clears his throat. “Should we go somewhere else?” he says, barely managing to form those words together. “My place, perhaps?”Seungmin looks like he’s just hit the jackpot upon hearing what Jisung said. “Thought you’d never ask.”Jisung stumbles to his feet, nearly knocks over their empty glasses, and regrets doing everything quickly because he suddenly feels dizzy after all that. He grabs the table for support, blushing when he sees Seungmin staring at him amusedly. He embarrassingly right shimself and finally manages to lead the way out of the cafe, waddling uncomfortably because despite everything, he’s still semi-hard.Everything happened so fast. One minute they’re stepping through the door of Jisung’s apartment and the next they’re kissing like there’s no tomorrow. It’s a miracle that they were able to be mindful enough to go to Jisung’s bedroom since the last thing Jisung wants right now is getting c@ckblocked by his roommate or being seen by him. He doesn’t even know if Hyunjin is here. His brain is too preoccupied by the man in front of him.The kiss is tentative at first. Seungmin pins him against his door and pecks his lips, as if giving Jisung one last chance to get out of this predicament if he so wants to. But Jisung doesn’t. He wants this. Their eyes meet and by some unknown force, Jisung surges to Seungmin, licking the latter’s bottom lip before capturing them in a fiery kiss.Seungmin seems to be surprised at Jisung’s sudden boldness but he wastes no time to kiss him back just as hard. Jisung exhales shakily, hands hovering in the air before awkwardly settling on Seungmin’s shoulders. Which are very broad, if Jisung could kindly add. It’s a feature that Jisung appreciates because it makes Seungmin’s proportions look awfully good. He tentatively squeezes the muscles, humming contentedly at the pleased sound Seungmin makes.Jisung is positively losing his mind. Seungmin is a d@mn good kisser. Better than what he had imagined during that one jerk off session Hyunjin was telling Jeongin about last time. He had an inkling that Seungmin’s lips are not just for decoration—that Seungmin can use them beautifully and now he’d been proven right. Seungmin moves with a purpose, tilting his head, deepening the kiss, maneuvering Jisung in whichever way he wants. And Jisung is honestly here for it. Not minding being controlled. Just content following whatever Seungmin wants.But unfortunately, Jisung is not Jisung if he’s not overthinking things. In the midst of the mindblowing make out session they are having, Jisung’s brain supplies him with questions that he doesn't want to answer right now. Where will his hands go? Am I doing good? Is Seungmin pleased with what Jisung is doing?As if hearing his thoughts, Seungmin pulls back a little, a kind smile on his face. His lips are shining under Jisung’s bedroom light, spit slicked and well kissed. Jisung gulps, entranced at the pretty sight.“You’re overthinking,” Seungmin then comments, eyes roaming around Jisung’s face.Blushing, Jisung averts his eyes, embarrassed that he’s caught. “Uhm.”A thumb brushes against his lips. Jisung startles at the gentle gesture. “Just relax, baby. I got you.”If he’s a fruit (or vegetable, whatever), Jisung thinks he’s a tomato. Because that’s what he probably looks right now after Seungmin drops that smooth line. Red and about to burst. Literally and figuratively. And don’t even get him started at how he’s feeling after realizing the pet name Seungmin casually called him because he might just explode right then and there.“I—uh—” Jisung gulps again, unable to form a sentence.Seungmin c@cks his head to the side, waiting for his answer. Jisung’s traitor of a d@ck throbs at the simple action. He seriously needs to reevaluate life after this.“Yes,” Jisung finally answers, meeting Seungmin’s eyes. “Okay.”Seungmin smiles. It’s blindingly beautiful and it’s solely for Jisung. “Good boy,” he whispers before rewarding Jisung with another kiss, this time slow and indulgent.He whimpers as his brain melts out of his ears and drips down to the floor. Good boy. Seungmin just called him a good boy and he liked it. Jisung never explored this side of him, always just jerking off to whatever lewd thing he sees on a website whenever he’s in the mood, but never cared to know his kinks.He might have found one of them right now.He’s barely holding it together. If Seungmin isn’t pressing him against the door, he’s sure that his knees will buckle and he’ll fall clumsily on the floor. He can feel every place their bodies are touching. Chest to chest. Seungmin’s thigh against his. Lips moving together in sync.And then suddenly, as if kissing the life out of him isn’t enough, Seungmin grinds against him.It’s subtle, barely there shift of hips, but Jisung’s body lights up like a firecracker. He’s pretty sure that his body is completely made up of livewires as of now because of how sensitive he is to everything. He gasps into the kiss, hands dropping and settling on Seungmin’s waist, squeezing lightly to ground himself.“Oh, f@ck,” Jisung breathes out.Seungmin smirks and does it again but this time he moves with precision, dragging his hips slowly against Jisung’s, the pressure becoming unbearable for him to handle. As if to make sure that Jisung really feels it.He can’t help it. The friction is just too good and he is just a man. Jisung moans.“Oh, baby,” Seungmin whispers, still grinding against Jisung. “You sound so good.”Jisung’s cheeks burn. Seungmin’s lips find their way to the crook of Jisung’s neck and begin paying attention there. Jisung tilts his head to the side, allowing Seungmin to access more of his skin, silently praying that he gets marked up. His prayers are heard instantly when he feels Seungmin sucking and nibbling at the expanse of his skin.There’s another roll of Seungmin’s hips. Jisung is so overwhelmed that his head knocks lightly against the door behind him, eyes fluttering shut. He decides to grind back and they moan unabashedly in unison at the delicious friction it gives them. Seungmin sounds so beautiful, panting against his ear, licking and kissing whatever part of Jisung he can reach. Meanwhile, Jisung can’t stop moaning and he lowkey wants to feel embarrassed but why would he? It is too good not to react to it.He feels like he’s going to c@m his pants anytime soon. Will that be awful considering that this is their first time hooking up? Maybe. But based on how Seungmin moves, it feels like he will be delighted to know that his efforts are not in vain. Seungmin gives off a vibe that he’ll be into coming in pants or something.Unfortunately, Jisung isn’t able to expand that thought any further. His oncoming @rg@sm is also ripped away from him when Seungmin breaks the kiss and smiles innocently at Jisung. “Want to verify whether my fun fact is true?”He almost forgets about that. The reason why they’re in this very situation right now: Seungmin’s fun fact which turned out to be a threat to Jisung’s life. People often comment on how he has the survival skills of a hamster and he argues against it, but this is the bullet he’s willing to catch, no questions asked.“Yeah,” Jisung answers, biting his lip. “Please?” he adds, because it feels right and he realizes that he’s not beyond begging when it comes to situations involving Seungmin.Seungmin’s eyes twinkle as he presses a soft, chaste kiss to Jisung’s parted lips before gracefully dropping to his knees. He lands with a loud thud that worries Jisung for a moment, but before he can ask him if he’s alright, Seungmin is rubbing his cheeks against Jisung’s very obvious b@n@r.“Sh@t—Seungmin—”Seungmin moans, pleased. “F@ck,” he mutters and undresses Jisung, leaving him in his boxers only. Jisung grabs at the door, whether from complete embarrassment of being partially exposed or from the lack of blood flow to his brain that makes him want to faint, he’s not sure. His knees almost give out but luckily his hand grabs the doorknob so he successfully steadies himself.“Oh my God, Jisung,” Seungmin says, once Jisung’s hard c@ck is out for the world to see. “You’re so big,” he continues, sounding very amazed and aroused at the same time.Not to brag but Jisung is indeed very big. Genuinely gifted at the c@ck department. Just some inches bigger than the average size but it’s nothing to scoff at. The praise Seungmin gives him and the way he practically worships Jisung’s c@ck—it blows Jisung’s mind. It’s weird but the reaction makes his heart warm.Maybe Hyunjin is right. Maybe he really is a weird freak.He fears that once Seungmin wraps those lips around his length, he’s gonna burst. Well, that’s gonna be embarrassing but another thing about Jisung (should he classify this as a fun fact?) is that he has a low refractory period so getting hard again after an @rg@sm would never be a problem. He views this as a problem before but maybe it’s not too bad.Seungmin wraps a hand around Jisung’s length and he almost screams at the contact, hand tightening its grip around the poor door knob behind him. Seungmin strokes him dry, but Jisung is leaking so much at this point that it only takes three strokes for Seungmin’s hand to get wet from Jisung’s prec@m. This is only a handjob but Jisung is already losing his marbles, what more when Seungmin takes him in his mouth?Jisung is not going to last.“F@ck. Your big c@ck is going to ruin my throat, Jisungie. How am I going to talk tomorrow?”“Jesus Christ, Seungmin,” Jisung pants, eyes rolling to the back of his skull.Cliche dirty talk like that should not be affecting Jisung this much, but unfortunately it is and his c@ck twitches pathetically at Seungmin’s comment. Of course, Seungmin feels that and the devious grin that is plastered on his face widens into something more sinister. And hotter.Seungmin finally takes Jisung’s weeping c@ck inside his mouth. Jisung moans wantonly, eyes closing shut. He breathes through his nose as Seungmin takes him slowly inch by inch, until the head of Jisung’s c@ck touches his throat. Seungmin swallows around him and Jisung leaks more prec@m which is greedily devoured by Seungmin.“Seungmin—”“And you taste so good, too,” Seungmin says when he pulls back to breathe in air, voice hoarse but sounding very pleased. His hand never stops stroking Jisung in earnest. “You need to f@ck my face sometime.”“Yes,” Jisung says, dumbly nodding his head in agreement. Sometime implies that Seungmin wants to do this with him again next time so he says yes right away.Seungmin tsks at him. “Look at me, Jisung. Watch me choke on your big c@ck, baby.”And who is Jisung to disobey Seungmin’s words? No matter how hard it is for him to open his eyes, much less focus on Seungmin doing unspeakable things to him, he will follow Seungmin’s demands.Jisung opens his eyes, peeking down to Seungmin grinning wickedly. “Good boy,” Seungmin says and proceeds to suck the life out of Jisung via his c@ck.The slick glide of Seungmin’s tongue pressing against the underside of his c@ck and the warmth of his mouth are driving him insane. His thighs twitch, legs threatening to give out completely. He wills himself to grip the door tighter because he doesn’t want to embarrass himself by actually collapsing.“F@ck, Seungmin.”The sound he gets in return is a pleased hum, vibrating around him like a reward. He feels as if all of his nerve endings are moved to his dick—that’s how intense he is feeling. All he can feel is the slow and deliberate way Seungmin is blowing him.Big, dark eyes stare up at Jisung, half-lidded and smug, like he knows exactly what kind of moaning mess he’s turning Jisung into. Jisung has a fleeting thought that Seungmin might be a succubus or something like that, but that evaporates in thin air when he hears the younger choke on his c@ck.“I-I’m so close, Seung… Please,” Jisung finds himself begging. He feels overwhelmed but in the best way possible.Seungmin takes him deeper, his nose touching Jisung’s well-trimmed pubes, and Jisung swears he’s going to pass out. It’s insane how Seungmin’s lips are stretched around his girth, drool escaping and dripping on his chin and onto the floor. Seungmin looks like he’s enjoying having his c@ck in his mouth, too, based on the sounds he’s making which travel to Jisung’s sensitive <PRESIDIO_ANONYMIZED_EMAIL_ADDRESS> more swirl of tongue against his slit and Jisung is gone.“Seungmin I’m gonna—”He doesn’t even finish his sentence. He feels teeth lightly grazing his length and Jisung comes. Hard. He spills down Seungmin’s throat with a wanton moan. His knuckles whiten as he grips the door knob for dear life, legs shaking and vision blurring as he rides out the wave. He lets Seungmin help him through his @rg@sm, and he feels like he’s c@mm@ng for a long time.Finally, it stops. Seungmin pulls his c@ck out of his mouth with a lewd pop, staring wide eyed at Jisung.“Was I good, oppa?”“Oh my God,” Jisung whispers, burying his eyes in his hands, back still pressed against his door. He almost cries. He’s going to die. Why did Seungmin call him that?And why did he like it? Liked it too much to the point that his softening c@ck stirs awake and a dribble of c@m drips from the tip?“You’re killing me,” Jisung finally says when he regains his bearing. Barely, if he may add.Seungmin has the audacity to feign innocence. “What? Why?”Jisung glares at him. “W-why did you call me op—”“Oh,” Seungmin says, tilting his head, a pout forming on his spit-slicked lips. “Did you not like it?”“I–I mean—”Seungmin smirks. “I had a feeling that you’ll be into things like that,” he admits, smiling to himself.Jisung doesn’t even know if he wants to expand on that.“Want me to ride you?” Seungmin suddenly asks, already undressing himself. Jisung is still catching his breath and he almost chokes on nothing (again) when Seungmin stands in his room, naked. “I’m still hard, oppa. Wanna make me feel better?”Maybe this is already the afterlife because there is no way he’s still alive after all of these things Seungmin is doing to him. Perhaps he bashed his head earlier after he came and now he’s just hallucinating.Either way, his c@ck is hard again. The thought of f@ck@ng Seungmin, of being inside him, is enough to get Jisung going again.“Is this real?” he mumbles. Seungmin hears him and chuckles.“Yes,” Seungmin replies, chuckling.“Please, oppa. Split me open with your massive c@ck.,” he pleads, already sitting on Jisung’s bed, body on display only for him to see and appreciate.It’s insane how Seungmin is the one who’s begging but Jisung is the one who’s crawling on his knees wanting to please Seungmin in every way he can.“O-okay,” Jisung says lamely and moves towards his bed. His eyes drink in Seungmin’s body. He looks so tiny and soft, shoulders wide and waist small, possibly smaller than him. Seungmin has insane proportions and the difference between the sizes of their bodies makes Jisung’s head spin. His eyes travel further down and then he sees it.Seungmin’s tiny c@ck.He almost faints, which is a thing he’s been having since this morning. He wonders if he can make it out alive here without injuring himself or passing out.Seungmin wraps a hand around his own c@ck and Jisung marvels at the way Seungmin’s big hands cover all of his length. He is that small. Jisung has to close his mouth to keep himself from actually drooling all over the floor. He’s going dizzy.“Oppa—”“Lube,” Jisung gulps, eyes fixated on Seungmin’s c@ck still hidden by his hand. “We need lube.”“Oh,” Seungmin exhales, grinning at him. “I’m already prepped..”Jisung’s world stops. “You are?” Seungmin nods. “Were you really planning to sleep with me today?”Seungmin shrugs. “I based it on your reaction. If you felt uncomfortable earlier I wouldn’t mind just having a chill date with you.”“Really?”“Yep,” Seungmin replies in earnest, popping the p. “We don’t need to rush, anyway. We still have plenty of chances to do stuff like this, you know?”Jisung nods. Does that mean Seungmin really wants to spend more time with Jisung in the near future? His heart jumps at the thought.Does that mean Seungmin likes him, too?Seungmin tugs at his hand to get his attention. “Are you still up for it?”Jisung has never nodded this fast in his entire life. “Yes, of course.”Seungmin gives him a look that is a cross between amused and pleased. It stirs something inside Jisung’s gut but maybe it’s just him being h@rny.“Lie down here, then.”Jisung does as he’s told, lying down on his bed, c@ck hard again and leaking. Fortunately he cleaned his room yesterday because he was very nervous about today’s date. He thanks his weird thing for cleaning whenever he’s overly anxious to get his mind off things.Finally, Seungmin hovers at him. Jisung’s eyes zero on Seungmin’s tiny c@ck dangling between his smooth legs.“Like what you see?”Jisung nods. “Yeah,” he breathes out.“Good,” Seungmin chuckles. A hand guides Jisung’s chin upwards and their gazes meet. “My eyes are up here, pervert.”Jisung reddens. Somehow being called a pervert by Seungmin does things to him as well. Maybe something is wrong with him.An apology is already on the tip of his tongue but Seungmin surges forward to kiss him again. His hands automatically grabs Jisung’s face, leading the tempo of their lips again, and Jisung can’t help but whimper at the subtle display of dominance. Jisung doesn’t dare to move his head on his own, just following the way Seungmin manipulates his position.He lets himself feel Seungmin’s exposed skin. He starts from the shoulders, down to the chest, even daring to pinch the younger’s nipples. That earns him a gasp so he continues. Seungmin punishes him by biting his bottom lip but soothing it with his tongue right after. Jisung’s hands travel further, finding their way again around Seungmin’s ridiculously tiny waist. He caresses the smooth skin and boldly moves backwards, cupping Seungmin’s ass.Everything about Seungmin is small and impossibly perfect. His ass is not that big but each cheek fits on Jisung’s open palms. He squeezes once, then twice, then some more, when all he gets is a pleased moan from Seungmin. Encouraged by the reaction, Jisung circles Seungmin’s puckered rim with a finger, gasping from how wet he feels.But even so, Jisung can’t help breaking the kiss to ask Seungmin. “Won’t you need more lube?”Seungmin’s eyes are hazy and unfocused before clearing out. “Oh. It’s okay.”“I mean, I’m kinda big? Won’t it hurt?” Jisung insists, his cheeks warming up from embarrassment. He has never admitted out loud that he is big and he feels silly for doing so right now.To his surprise, Seungmin winks at him. “Don’t worry. I like the pain.”Remember when Jisung said he thinks he’s going to die today? Yep, he still thinks his gut feeling is right.“Okay,” Jisung says in defeat, not sure if he can argue about this or not. If this is what Seungmin wants then he shall get it. They’re both adults, anyway, so they know their limits.Seungmin fixes his position on top of Jisung, his hands guiding Jisung’s to wrap around his waist. When he deems everything okay, Seungmin smiles.“Ready, oppa? Don’t move, okay? Let me do the work.” Jisung nods dumbly, that damned word has him leaking more prec@m. Seriously. Since when did he have a thing for being called oppa during sex?Before he can answer that, Seungmin gets a hold of Jisung’s hard c@ck, steadying it before sinking down. To no one’s surprise, Jisung’s eyes roll to the back of his head so hard that he swears he sees his own brain.Seungmin takes his time sliding himself down Jisung’s c@ck. Inch by inch, eyes fixated on Jisung’s expression. It may be because Jisung is really big so he’s being careful to not injure himself by sinking down in one go. Or it may also be because Seungmin is enjoying the way Jisung’s face contorts in a mixture of pleasure and desperation so he teases him further. Either way, Jisung is at a disadvantage since he can’t do anything about this.Seungmin is tight, hot, and wet. Jisung’s hands tighten their grip around Seungmin’s waist that he’s sure will leave bruises. He’ll just apologize for it later maybe. He just needs to ground himself or he’ll cum immediately. The pressure around his c@ck is unbearable. He’s reduced to pants and whimpers and he has not yet even bottomed out completely. That’s how insane this is for Jisung.“F@ck,” Seungmin pants when he’s fully seated on him. Jisung agrees with that sentiment. F@ck indeed. “You’re so f@ck@ng big I think I’m gonna gape after this.”He needs Seungmin to stop saying lewd things that get into Jisung’s head and c@ck. He wants to enjoy this so he will absolutely appreciate it if Seungmin tones down the dirty talk lest he wants Jisung to blow his load immediately.Seungmin’s hands find Jisung’s pecs, groping them. Jisung takes a deep breath, trying to relax himself through the added stimulation.“Are you okay?” Seungmin asks, as if it’s not obvious that Jisung is about to pass the f@ck out.But Jisung nods. “Yeah,” he says, breathless. “I’ll live.” It is a half-lie.“I’m glad to hear that,” Seungmin says, grinning. He clenches around Jisung. They both moan.“God—”Seungmin winks at him. “You like that huh?” he asks. Jisung bites his lips when Seungmin does that again.“Please move,” he pleads. He refuses to cum during this impromptu c@ckwarming session. At least when Seungmin moves and Jisung c@ms prematurely it won’t be as embarrassing.“So polite, oppa,” Seungmin giggles. To his horror, Jisung’s c@ck twitches inside Seungmin.Okay. Perhaps he really likes being called like that.He’s about to beg again, to tell Seungmin that he needs to move or else Jisung is going to cry, but then Seungmin lifts himself just a few inches then slides back down in one slick, wet motion that leaves Jisung moaning for more. Seungmin does that again. Slower. Deeper.Then Seungmin picks up speed. The sounds are obscene. Jisung feels the wet squelch around his c@ck. Seungmin rides him like his life depended on it. Maybe it is. Jisung’s is for sure.“Feeling good?” Seungmin even dares to ask. Jisung can’t answer him because he’s moaning loudly to even hear what was asked and well, he’s very overwhelmed. Just reduced to mere profanities and pathetic sounds.He tries to open his eyes to be polite. Seungmin is doing all the work and Jisung is here closing his eyes and not even sparing a glance at him? That’s rude. But then he shuts his eyes close almost immediately when he sees Seungmin panting and biting his lips, clearly enjoying this. With his tiny c@ck bouncing with him, he looks like a sin personified. The visual makes Jisung reach his @rg@sm faster.“Such a good c@ck, oppa. Too bad you don’t know how to use it, hmm?” Seungmin chuckles breathlessly.Jisung shakes his head, mortified. He knows how to use it, he does. It’s just that he’s being good for Seungmin and following his earlier demand not to move. But he must admit that being under Seungmin’s control, to be used like a toy, does something to him. Seungmin clenches again, as if he doesn’t like Jisung’s answer. Perhaps that’s his punishment for not being fully truthful.Seungmin somehow bounces on him faster. Jisung’s bed is creaking and he’s worried for a moment that it’s going to break. The thought leaves him as soon as he thinks it because Seungmin’s walls flutter around his c@ck like they are trying to drag Jisung’s @rg@sm out of him by force.Jisung doesn’t stand a chance. This is a losing battle right from the start. It feels so good and there is no point stopping himself from bursting.So he does.His whole body jolts, head thrown back, mouth open on a broken moan of Seungmin’s name as he comes hard inside Seungmin. His c@ck twitchels uselessly inside the slick, gripping heat of Seungmin’s body. He comes and comes and comes, which is crazy considering he just came minutes ago.“F@ck!”Seungmin gasps and brings his hand on his own stomach. “You’re filling me up so good, oppa,” he pants, massaging his belly. Jisung’s eyes zero on it and moans yet again when he sees his cock and cum distending Seungmin’s belly. Another spurt of cum leaves his poor, overstimulated cock.“I’m so full,” Seungmin continues, still bouncing on Jisung.“Too much, Seungminnie,” he whines, tears beginning to pr@ck his eyes as the overstimulation makes itself known to Jisung. “Please—”“I’m close,” Seungmin promises, clenching rhythmically around Jisung. “F@ck, you feel so good inside me.”Jisung doesn’t know what to do aside from whimpering. The tight heat around his cock is too much and if he isn’t milked dry then he would’ve come again.Seungmin shifts and he moans wantonly. Finally he reaches the edge. Jisung clenches his teeth as Seungmin’s walls spasm and pulsed around him as Seungmin paints both of their torsos white. He collapses on top of Jisung, uncaring of the mess between their bodies, panting heavily like Jisung.Jisung’s fingers comb through Seungmin’s hair, smiling gently when he receives a pleased moan. They stay like that for a while, still connected, the both of them catching their breaths.“You’re quiet,” Seungmin says after a while. “Was it that good?”Jisung snorts. “The best,” he admits. “I think my brain melted out of my ears, not gonna lie.”Seungmin cranes his neck to look up at him. “So,” he grins, amused. “Fun facts, huh?”“Yeah.”“What compelled you to use fun facts instead of the usual pick-up lines? Oh, not that I’m complaining! It actually made me interested in you.”Jisung’s forehead creases. “Jeongin told me you like those?” he says, unsure.Seungmin mirrors his confusion. “I do?”“I asked him what you like and that’s what he told me.” Jisung feels like screaming. Did Jeongin feed him false information?Seungmin shrugs. “You know what, it doesn’t matter. At least that became a way for us to finally connect.” He pouts. “I was waiting for you to text me many months ago, you know? I thought you didn’t like me.”Jisung reddens. “Well…”“Well what?”“I mean… I was nervous, you know? You’re so gorgeous and I just thought you wouldn’t like me.”“Nonsense. I told you to ask Jeongin for my number because I was already enamored the moment I saw you on the field. When you didn’t text, I seriously thought I messed it up. I kept thinking I should’ve just risked getting screamed at by my coach and handed you my number myself.”Jisung chuckles, ignoring the way his heart beats faster because of Seungmin’s words. “That’s insane. And to think I almost lost my nose that day.”Seungmin laughs. Jisung closes his eyes as the movement causes Seungmin’s hole to clench around him. “Oops, sorry.”“For that day or for clenching around me again?”Seungmin shrugs. “For both.”A beat of silence passes.“Uhm, so are we dating now?” Jisung asks because he has to know. Nevermind the fact that this might be a bad time to ask about the state of their relationship. He has to ask or he’ll spiral thinking about this tonight.“Oh, baby,” Seungmin coos. “Of course we are. Unless you don’t want to?”Jisung catches the hint of insecurity in Seungmin’s question. He smiles and caresses Seungmin’s burning cheek.“I’ve never wanted anything more.”'
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