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i want to eat hyunjinâs ass.
you taste flaminâ hot | hyunsung | smut
pairing: han jisung x hwang hyunjin rating: explicit | 18+ warnings: explicit sexual content, awkward sexual situations, alcohol, public sex, food kink, deradation, watersports, dacryphilia. word count: 6,346 also on AO3!
originally published: 12 october 2020
Hyunjin and Jisung have no idea why theyâre roommates, or even friends. Theyâre the polar opposite of each other: Hyunjin was well-pampered and high class, his platinum blond hair always well maintained, he was always draped in nice, bright, tasteful designer clothing; Jisung, however, was the exact opposite. Jisung would buy the cheapest, darkest shade of boxed black hair dye and hastily slather his hair in it, missing big patches and splattering viscous ink everywhere. He only wore black, sometimes with red accents, and would cake on eyeliner like there was no tomorrow.
Hyunjin was neat, well kept and groomed, and was a picky eater. Jisung was a sloppy mess, and practically lived off of iced americanos and spicy Cheetos. Hyunjin was a quiet, reserved drunk. Jisung was a sloppy, flirty drunk.
When they get drunk at a party one night, they finally realize that they were friends for one glaringly obvious reason: they were both incredibly sexually compatible, and Hyunjin finally had a good excuse to get messy.
disclaimer: any reference to persons in this work of fiction are purely coincidental. the characters referenced from Stray Kids are interpretations loosely based on their personalities in the group and do not represent the real people behind the personas. if this, or any of the content included in the warnings above make you uncomfortable, please stop reading now.
Crunching. That was the only thing that Hyunjin could hear as the younger man in his lap snacked on those toxic waste-like Cheetos that Jisung loved so much. They smelled briny and, not surprisingly, like they were laden with salt. Hyunjin could never understand why Jisung liked those stupid, messy, disgusting snacks so much. There was no nutritional value to them, they were overpowering, and they got absolutely fucking everywhere.
The residual red flakes from the spicy Cheetos bag stood out like a bright red highlighter on Jisungâs fingers. It didnât bother the younger man, but it bothered Hyunjin. âWould you please go clean your disgusting fingers? Stop getting all of that shit on me.â He stared down at the bright, neon red dust and scowled.
Jisung cocked his head to the side, looking up to his senior in confusion, before he looked down to his own fingertips. âAh, whoops,â he muttered before sticking his fingers in his mouth, rolling them around before grating the residual coating off of them with his teeth. âMy bad, dude.â He immediately went back to scrolling and swiping around inanely on his phone, leaving oily, smudgy streaks on the screen.
Hyunjin groans, rolling his head into the back of the couch. âNo,â he mutters, reaching down to Jisungâs phone, plucking it from his fingers and taking it away from him. âI mean, go actually wash your nasty fingers.â
âNo,â Jisung mumbles, reaching up to grab his phone from Hyunjin, rolling his head in the lap of his senior. âIâll do it later. Itâs just not important now. Iâm in the middle of my manga.â
Hyunjin rolls his eyes and groans. âYouâre disgusting,â he says a bit louder than he intended.
âSo what?â Jisung mockingly groans back, pressing the back of his head into the thigh of his senior.
âYouâre disgusting,â Hyunjin repeated with emphasis, rolling his head back. âI donât know how someone like you, so outwardly concerned about your cool guy aesthetic, is fine with being so gross.â
Jisung rolls his head back a bit, looking up to his senior. âItâs not hurting anyone, is it? Then what does it matter? Besides, Iâm not that gross.â
Hyunjin sighs, sticking his hand underneath Jisungâs back and lifting him off of his lap. âFuck you,â he grumbles as he stands up, brushing neon red crumbs off of his nice clothing. âIâm gonna have to get this shit dry-cleaned. I should make you pay for it.â
âMake me.â Jisung flopped back down on the couch, right back to the warm spot was from where Hyunjin was sitting. Without skipping a beat, he went right back to scrolling through his phone. âYou wouldnât have signed the lease with me if you were really that disgusted by me, and you know that.â
A frustrated groan erupts from the blond as he spins on his heel and storms off into his room, slamming the door behind him. He knew that Jisung was right, but he would rather walk on hot coals than admit that.
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