anon meme prompt fills (7)
call me hyung | r
sehun/xiumin
∑: sehun gets jealous of "lu ge".
(for this prompt; super quick write)
sehun can't help the distaste showing on his face when minseok utters the words, "lu ge". his eyes shift to the left and he refuses to look anyone in the eye. minseok hyung, who is so strict about the right titles and politeness, brings down the barriers for luhan hyung. only luhan hyung. it doesn't make sehun mad necessarily, but it brings his smile down to a pout and makes him think, 'what if i was minseok hyung's friend instead'.
even though all of them are well into drinking age, they don't drink often. chanyeol hyung especially is against it, nagging when the manager hyungs go out for a shot or two. but it happens that one night when they all have a few nights off, the four eldest hyungs leave for a bar with the manager noonas and hyungs to have a drink.
it's really only baekhyun who's upset about not being invited, but joonmyeon puts him in charge of the dorm for the night and the thought of bossing everyone around makes baekhyun happy. the others stay and disperse into their rooms, to do their own thing.
except when the hyungs come back, everyone comes out to see the sight of the tipsy hyungs. they find out that joonmyeon is a sleepy drunk, who has dirtied his clothes by trying to sleep in the middle of the road, and then in the playground near their apartment. one of the manager hyungs had only barely pried him off the jungle gym. kyungsoo has to bring him down from the top of the back of the sofa with jongdae's help because joonmyeon decides that he likes to sleep on an elevated surface. and it really should be the taller ones helping kyungsoo and jongdae from preventing joonmyeon from climbing their bookcase, but chanyeol is too busy trying to prevent luhan from crashing into things because luhan hyung seems to be a clumsy giggling drunk.
baekhyun is caught in the clutches of kris with tao. kris sits both of them down in the middle of the living room with a somber expression on his face.
"the thing about life is that you just gotta live it" kris tells them. tao rolls his eyes and sighs dramatically because they find that kris is one of those talkative drunks that spout philosophical bullshit, making circular arguments and pulling the 'hyung card' when anyone tries to escape. kris keeps going on and on about the merits of onion rings over fried zucchini and baekhyun doesn't have the heart to stop him to say that he has no interest in onion rings or zucchini. as it turns out, jongin and yixing have already gone to bed so when sehun gets to the scene, minseok hyung is the only one not being taken care of. there's only sehun left to take care of his minseok hyung, who starts smiling and hugging sehun's head to his chest.
"our pretty maknae" minseok coos, giggling.
sehun concludes that minseok is a happy-go-lucky skinship monster when it comes to alcohol.
somehow, the room arrangements are messed up and sehun ends up taking minseok into his own room. the whole dorm goes quiet after everyone helps the drunk hyungs wash up and change into pajamas. sehun does the same, but he's the last one who gets to use the bathroom. plus, sehun's not very good at taking care of another person like this; he'd always been the one being taken care of.
he mumbles all the while helping minseok brush his teeth and wash his face, complaining, but not really complaining because it's minseok hyung and sehun's just embarrassed.
"you should be the one calling me hyung" sehun mumbles and he's mortified when minseok jerks his head up, asking "what?!" in a loud squawking voice.
"i- it's nothing, hyung i-"
and sehun's still stammering when minseok giggles again, flopping his head on sehun's shoulder.
"sehun hyunnng!" minseok whines all nasally. "is that what you wanted?" minseok giggles again, but sehun has frozen to the tiles on their bathroom floor. they're still in front of the sink and minseok is still hanging off of sehun's neck with a towel bib tucked in the front of his shirt. minseok keeps murmuring, "hyung, hyung, sehun hyung" into the crook of sehun's neck. sehun feels the warm breath and wet lips of minseok hyung on the sensitive skin there and sehun thinks that he might faint.
sehun doesn't know how long he stands there, letting the words sink into his very soul, but somehow, minseok starts drowsing and sehun gathers enough wits to drag minseok hyung back into his room. there, it's a struggle because now he has to get minseok hyung out of his clothes, which is - well, it's something sehun has dreamed of on more than one occasion. but now minseok is all floppy like a fish and he's not cooperating when sehun tries to pry off his jacket.
"mine, sehun hyung! this is mine!" minseok whines, clutching to his lapels. and there it is again, because that word, that phrase, goes straight to sehun's crotch and he swallows thickly. he tries to focus on unbuttoning minseok's shirt instead, concentrating on each of the plastic circles and fabric slits. but it's not working as planned because with each undone button, sehun sees the pale white chest of his minseok hyung being exposed. he accidentally brushes his finger on the bare skin and it's so soft.
mental -
and oh, there's a nipple too.
- breakdown.
sehun's mind goes blank.
after that it's pretty easy actually. it's easy because sehun doesn't even care about treating minseok's clothes nicely anymore. he's ripping through buttons, tearing at zippers. and he doesn't even remember the pajamas that are at the foot of his bed, the ones he'd set aside for minseok hyung to borrow. because all that's left is minseok in his boxers and in sehun's arms.
sehun's panting as he takes the sight in. but soon, he cools down a bit because oh shit, minseok hyung is sleeping and drooling a little bit already, head lolling to the side where sehun's just barely holding him upright. and when sehun panics he lets go of minseok just slightly and making minseok fall backwards onto sehun's bed.
it rouses minseok a little bit and he opens eyes into slits, confused.
"sehun?" he asks, sleepily, but the sound of minseok's voice does something to sehun and he starts climbing onto the bed and over minseok, growling in his face.
"call me hyung" he demands.
"mmm. sehun hyung~" and this time minseok croons it like he's said it before, like he's recalling a memory. and sehun remembers that he dreams about minseok all the time and now, sehun's wondering if minseok dreams about him too.
"say it again" sehun's surprised at the low of his own voice.
"sehun hyung" minseok moans because sehun's lips are sucking on minseok's earlobe, traveling down his neck and sehun's fingertips are rubbing over his nipples. and sehun's knee is nudging at minseok's dick, but at the same time sehun's rubbing his own crotch against minseok's thigh. sehun forgets himself, tasting minseok all over. and when he decides to make a move, he remembers that he still has his clothes on.
it's not difficult taking his pj's off, they're pretty standard unlike tao's complicated onesies. but haste makes his fingers clumsy and he struggles with the buttons for a few seconds before he's just pulling the shirt over his head, buttons and all. he's tugging on his pants with his toes and just fuck the drawstring waist band because he can buy a new string or something and attach it later. because fuck, minseok has this look in his eyes, pupils glazed over and brimming with something sehun identifies as want. and minseok's tongue is licking his lower lip, but then minseok moans, "hyung" looking sehun right in the eyes.
it brings sehun over the edge.
in the morning, sehun wakes up to gentle strokes of a hand towel on his belly. he's lost for a moment, until he looks down to see minseok mopping up the dried come on his body. he shrieks a little inside his mouth, remembering how he took advantage of a drunk minseok hyung last night. but minseok hyung gives him a playful side eye.
"you know how i hate uncleanliness, sehun-ah" minseok scolds lightly, tucking sehun into new underwear and standing from his former kneeling position. "next time, you need to remember to clean up before you fall asleep."
sehun nods blankly, but then he registers what minseok hyung had just said and his voice cracks embarrassingly as he asks, "next time?" in this high pitched voice that's so uncool and so unlike that low growl he'd managed to pull off last night.
minseok smirks, tossing the towel into the laundry basket, coyly turning at sehun and fluttering his lashes.
"can't we have a next time, sehun hyung?"
sehun's jaw nearly drops to the floor, and by the time he's picked it back up, minseok's already laughing his head off down the hallway.
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oh i'm so sorry for this.
xiuhun is killing me.
slowly and surely, xiukaihun
are becoming my special ot3,
hyung and maknae special
combo like whoa.
sehun/xiumin
∑: sehun gets jealous of "lu ge".
(for this prompt; super quick write)
sehun can't help the distaste showing on his face when minseok utters the words, "lu ge". his eyes shift to the left and he refuses to look anyone in the eye. minseok hyung, who is so strict about the right titles and politeness, brings down the barriers for luhan hyung. only luhan hyung. it doesn't make sehun mad necessarily, but it brings his smile down to a pout and makes him think, 'what if i was minseok hyung's friend instead'.
even though all of them are well into drinking age, they don't drink often. chanyeol hyung especially is against it, nagging when the manager hyungs go out for a shot or two. but it happens that one night when they all have a few nights off, the four eldest hyungs leave for a bar with the manager noonas and hyungs to have a drink.
it's really only baekhyun who's upset about not being invited, but joonmyeon puts him in charge of the dorm for the night and the thought of bossing everyone around makes baekhyun happy. the others stay and disperse into their rooms, to do their own thing.
except when the hyungs come back, everyone comes out to see the sight of the tipsy hyungs. they find out that joonmyeon is a sleepy drunk, who has dirtied his clothes by trying to sleep in the middle of the road, and then in the playground near their apartment. one of the manager hyungs had only barely pried him off the jungle gym. kyungsoo has to bring him down from the top of the back of the sofa with jongdae's help because joonmyeon decides that he likes to sleep on an elevated surface. and it really should be the taller ones helping kyungsoo and jongdae from preventing joonmyeon from climbing their bookcase, but chanyeol is too busy trying to prevent luhan from crashing into things because luhan hyung seems to be a clumsy giggling drunk.
baekhyun is caught in the clutches of kris with tao. kris sits both of them down in the middle of the living room with a somber expression on his face.
"the thing about life is that you just gotta live it" kris tells them. tao rolls his eyes and sighs dramatically because they find that kris is one of those talkative drunks that spout philosophical bullshit, making circular arguments and pulling the 'hyung card' when anyone tries to escape. kris keeps going on and on about the merits of onion rings over fried zucchini and baekhyun doesn't have the heart to stop him to say that he has no interest in onion rings or zucchini. as it turns out, jongin and yixing have already gone to bed so when sehun gets to the scene, minseok hyung is the only one not being taken care of. there's only sehun left to take care of his minseok hyung, who starts smiling and hugging sehun's head to his chest.
"our pretty maknae" minseok coos, giggling.
sehun concludes that minseok is a happy-go-lucky skinship monster when it comes to alcohol.
somehow, the room arrangements are messed up and sehun ends up taking minseok into his own room. the whole dorm goes quiet after everyone helps the drunk hyungs wash up and change into pajamas. sehun does the same, but he's the last one who gets to use the bathroom. plus, sehun's not very good at taking care of another person like this; he'd always been the one being taken care of.
he mumbles all the while helping minseok brush his teeth and wash his face, complaining, but not really complaining because it's minseok hyung and sehun's just embarrassed.
"you should be the one calling me hyung" sehun mumbles and he's mortified when minseok jerks his head up, asking "what?!" in a loud squawking voice.
"i- it's nothing, hyung i-"
and sehun's still stammering when minseok giggles again, flopping his head on sehun's shoulder.
"sehun hyunnng!" minseok whines all nasally. "is that what you wanted?" minseok giggles again, but sehun has frozen to the tiles on their bathroom floor. they're still in front of the sink and minseok is still hanging off of sehun's neck with a towel bib tucked in the front of his shirt. minseok keeps murmuring, "hyung, hyung, sehun hyung" into the crook of sehun's neck. sehun feels the warm breath and wet lips of minseok hyung on the sensitive skin there and sehun thinks that he might faint.
sehun doesn't know how long he stands there, letting the words sink into his very soul, but somehow, minseok starts drowsing and sehun gathers enough wits to drag minseok hyung back into his room. there, it's a struggle because now he has to get minseok hyung out of his clothes, which is - well, it's something sehun has dreamed of on more than one occasion. but now minseok is all floppy like a fish and he's not cooperating when sehun tries to pry off his jacket.
"mine, sehun hyung! this is mine!" minseok whines, clutching to his lapels. and there it is again, because that word, that phrase, goes straight to sehun's crotch and he swallows thickly. he tries to focus on unbuttoning minseok's shirt instead, concentrating on each of the plastic circles and fabric slits. but it's not working as planned because with each undone button, sehun sees the pale white chest of his minseok hyung being exposed. he accidentally brushes his finger on the bare skin and it's so soft.
mental -
and oh, there's a nipple too.
- breakdown.
sehun's mind goes blank.
after that it's pretty easy actually. it's easy because sehun doesn't even care about treating minseok's clothes nicely anymore. he's ripping through buttons, tearing at zippers. and he doesn't even remember the pajamas that are at the foot of his bed, the ones he'd set aside for minseok hyung to borrow. because all that's left is minseok in his boxers and in sehun's arms.
sehun's panting as he takes the sight in. but soon, he cools down a bit because oh shit, minseok hyung is sleeping and drooling a little bit already, head lolling to the side where sehun's just barely holding him upright. and when sehun panics he lets go of minseok just slightly and making minseok fall backwards onto sehun's bed.
it rouses minseok a little bit and he opens eyes into slits, confused.
"sehun?" he asks, sleepily, but the sound of minseok's voice does something to sehun and he starts climbing onto the bed and over minseok, growling in his face.
"call me hyung" he demands.
"mmm. sehun hyung~" and this time minseok croons it like he's said it before, like he's recalling a memory. and sehun remembers that he dreams about minseok all the time and now, sehun's wondering if minseok dreams about him too.
"say it again" sehun's surprised at the low of his own voice.
"sehun hyung" minseok moans because sehun's lips are sucking on minseok's earlobe, traveling down his neck and sehun's fingertips are rubbing over his nipples. and sehun's knee is nudging at minseok's dick, but at the same time sehun's rubbing his own crotch against minseok's thigh. sehun forgets himself, tasting minseok all over. and when he decides to make a move, he remembers that he still has his clothes on.
it's not difficult taking his pj's off, they're pretty standard unlike tao's complicated onesies. but haste makes his fingers clumsy and he struggles with the buttons for a few seconds before he's just pulling the shirt over his head, buttons and all. he's tugging on his pants with his toes and just fuck the drawstring waist band because he can buy a new string or something and attach it later. because fuck, minseok has this look in his eyes, pupils glazed over and brimming with something sehun identifies as want. and minseok's tongue is licking his lower lip, but then minseok moans, "hyung" looking sehun right in the eyes.
it brings sehun over the edge.
in the morning, sehun wakes up to gentle strokes of a hand towel on his belly. he's lost for a moment, until he looks down to see minseok mopping up the dried come on his body. he shrieks a little inside his mouth, remembering how he took advantage of a drunk minseok hyung last night. but minseok hyung gives him a playful side eye.
"you know how i hate uncleanliness, sehun-ah" minseok scolds lightly, tucking sehun into new underwear and standing from his former kneeling position. "next time, you need to remember to clean up before you fall asleep."
sehun nods blankly, but then he registers what minseok hyung had just said and his voice cracks embarrassingly as he asks, "next time?" in this high pitched voice that's so uncool and so unlike that low growl he'd managed to pull off last night.
minseok smirks, tossing the towel into the laundry basket, coyly turning at sehun and fluttering his lashes.
"can't we have a next time, sehun hyung?"
sehun's jaw nearly drops to the floor, and by the time he's picked it back up, minseok's already laughing his head off down the hallway.
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oh i'm so sorry for this.
xiuhun is killing me.
slowly and surely, xiukaihun
are becoming my special ot3,
hyung and maknae special
combo like whoa.