The Game
Title: The Game
Chapter: 1/1 (Drabble)
Author: KiWI
Pairing: JongHo
Rating: PG
Summary: Jonghyun and Minho's habitual game
“You won’t be able to stay away forever”
“I’m pretty sure I can”
“I highly doubt it, I’m irresistible”
Minho scoffs, sitting back in his seat. He looks across the table at his admirer. Admittedly, he has grown accustomed to Jonghyun's fixed cocky smirk and the permanent mischievous glint in his eyes. Strangely, Minho admires his persistence even though it’s futile.
“Minhooo~” Jonghyun coons, leaning forward.
“Whaaatt~” Minho mocks.
Minho smiles at the pout on Jonghyun’s face as his finger’s reach across the table barely grasping his shirt. Jonghyun’s knuckles graze over his nipples, and he tries to suppress a shiver. He fails and, by the way Jonghyun bites his lip, Minho knows he saw it.
“Get over here” Jonghyun pulls at his shirt lightly.
He stiffens when Minho suddenly sits up and leans over the table, his face inches away from the other. Though, he reacts fast sweeping forward with puckered lips. Minho jerks his head back and barely makes it away in time. A little flustered at how fast Jonghyun reacted, he briefly touches his lips and chuckles albeit nervously. Either he was getting slower or Jonghyun was getting faster either way this game was becoming more and more riskier.
“Next time...” Jonghyun warns, licking his lips that smirk returning.
And, Of Course, Minho can't wait till next time.
Chapter: 1/1 (Drabble)
Author: KiWI
Pairing: JongHo
Rating: PG
Summary: Jonghyun and Minho's habitual game
“You won’t be able to stay away forever”
“I’m pretty sure I can”
“I highly doubt it, I’m irresistible”
Minho scoffs, sitting back in his seat. He looks across the table at his admirer. Admittedly, he has grown accustomed to Jonghyun's fixed cocky smirk and the permanent mischievous glint in his eyes. Strangely, Minho admires his persistence even though it’s futile.
“Minhooo~” Jonghyun coons, leaning forward.
“Whaaatt~” Minho mocks.
Minho smiles at the pout on Jonghyun’s face as his finger’s reach across the table barely grasping his shirt. Jonghyun’s knuckles graze over his nipples, and he tries to suppress a shiver. He fails and, by the way Jonghyun bites his lip, Minho knows he saw it.
“Get over here” Jonghyun pulls at his shirt lightly.
He stiffens when Minho suddenly sits up and leans over the table, his face inches away from the other. Though, he reacts fast sweeping forward with puckered lips. Minho jerks his head back and barely makes it away in time. A little flustered at how fast Jonghyun reacted, he briefly touches his lips and chuckles albeit nervously. Either he was getting slower or Jonghyun was getting faster either way this game was becoming more and more riskier.
“Next time...” Jonghyun warns, licking his lips that smirk returning.
And, Of Course, Minho can't wait till next time.