Charmed
Title: Charmed - Part 2
Genre: MxM, Gay, Himchan x Male Reader, Romance, Smut
Member: Himchan
Word Count: 690
Description: Himchan has invited you over for the night, but when someone else comes home, how will the tension resolve?
"Looks like this is the spot, " you sigh under breath as you slip into the large condo building. "You'll come to this address. Saturday. 8pm. You can dress casual, we won't go anywhere." That fimiliar raspy voice echoed in your head. When he had you pinned to the bathroom wall, you wish he would have done more. But his hands only stole the phone from your pocket, entering his address in a memo. You stood before the apartment door, heart pounding in your ears. You had decided to wear your nice skinny jeans and a loose T-shirt that had the logo of some American band on it. The door swung open, that proud grin looking you in the face. "Ah, y/n, right on time. Cone in. " The door shut behind you as you slipped your shoes off. You could feel his eyes watching your movement. You couldn't look at him, not without thinking about the bathroom incident. A firm hand on your hip pulled you from your thoughts and a hot breath on the back of your neck. "C'mon, let's watch a movie. ". It was hard to not feel anxious sitting with Himchan on the couch. Well, he was on the couch and you were practically in his lap. You had tried to sit on the seat, but his hands were quick to yank you onto him. You were sideways in his lap, rear in his lap and legs draped over his thighs, feet resting on the seat you had tried to sit on. Himchan had propped his arm up the handle, your head laying on his shoulder. His fingers were gently running through your hair, giving an occasional tug. Neither of you were paying much attention to the movie, he was too busy teasing you with complements and you were trying hard to not let his words get you worked up. There was silence for a moment. You turned your head up to him, nose rubbing against his chin. "H-Hyung?" "Yes y/n?" He grunted softly, his fingers gently scratching behind your ear. "Why do you li-" The door opened suddenly and entered Jongup. "Hyung I'm home. " Eyes squinted at you from across the room, lips turning to a frown. "Oh, it's y/n.... Hello." Suddenly you felt a surge of guilt. You remembered watching all those videos of the boys and how close Himchan and Jongup were. You tried to get out of his lap but Himchan's hand was holding the back of your shirt. "Where did Youngjae go?" The late arrival asked as he shuffled over to the couch, sitting beside Himchan as you pulled your feet up, sitting up straight in his lap. "He went out to watch Daehyun's show. They're getting dinner after," the older of the two answered casually, hand pushing the back of your head so it was resting against his neck. You felt your face fluster as you made eye contact with Jongup, another surge of guilt running through your body, though his look didn't feel so angry this time, but rather understanding. Himchan's bedroom was much nicer than you had expected, or at least the half a moment you had to look around before his hands were on you again, pushing you on the bed. Familiar lips were on your neck again, biting and kissing sensitive skin. "H-Hyung! " He sat up, grinning down at you as he pulled out his phone. Your cheeks were red with embarrassment, hair a ruffled mess, and panting from the teasing done to your sensitive neck. Had had pulled down one side of your shirt and left a hickey forming on your shoulder. "You look so cute like that y/n, stay still so I can take a picture." Click. Shirts were tossed to the floor as he turned the light off, his warm hands gently tracing up you back as he climbed into bed. He pulled himself against you, your face against his chest. His scent was so strong, but in a good way, a comforting way. His hands rubbed and gripped your hips, making you feel tired and comfortable. "Goodnight hyung." "Goodnight y/n. "