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minseok always imagines his first kiss as something treasured and special, something that would be unforgettable, might be a little sloppy and awkward, but gentle and sweet, he always dreamed to be kissed in that way.
his first kiss happened. in the end. when he was 18. it was unforgettable, but not in a way he could ever imagined. not only lips are involved, there’s also teeth, nibbling into not only the insides of his mouth, but also neck, chest, and ears, and some parts that he could never tell would also send a pleasurable sensation on him, it leaves him with some bruises here and there. they do it at one of the toilet space in a very shabby bar, in one of the unexpected friday night in seoul. what makes it even more surprising is that, minseok doesn’t even know the identity of the person who steals his first kiss. he only knows after they finished kissing.
“i’m sorry that i’m being.. too much.. i guess, you’re just too alluring,” the person says as his breath is hitching up and down, “and lovely, and sweet, i can’t handle this anymore and.. sorry for the marks,”
minseok doesn’t know how to respond, it might be not as perfect as how the scenario in his head planned, but it’s not like it is that bad too, the guy is pretty cute and he would’ve lie if he said that the ginger haired man is a horrible kisser.
“do you want to know my name.. or shall we just apart like this?” he offers minseok, there’s a hint of doubt between the tone.
“it’s minseok, i studied at yonsei, 3rd year architecture student.”
“oh, same! but it’s no surprise since most poor yonsei people come to this bar,” he smiles, showing on the wrinkles on his eyes that doesn’t make him look old but instead, even cuter, “i’m luhan, i’m on the language exchanges program, sorry if my korean sucks,” he grins, a creepy grin indeed, but minseok finds it as somehow attractive.
“that’s okay, at least your lips sucks skillfully.” minseok ensured. and that’s how minseok’s first kiss happened.