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Apr 7

Can't Stop Loving You

Summary: Jeongin's chance to confess his feelings to his childhood friend are slipping away so he decides to enlist his adoptive parent's help.

Ship: Jeonglix

Rating: E

Word Count: 5.2k

Tags: Friends to Lovers, Childhood Friends, Getting Together, Smut, First Time, Alternate Universe - College/University, Parents Han Jisung & Lee Minho

A/n: This was written for the Rarepair Fest on twitter. I hope this isn't confusing to you but Innie has 2 dads: Minho and Jisung. He calls Jisung mom, so you will see Mom and He in the same sentence at times. Both are cis men, it's just a term of endearment.

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Jeongin woke up drenched in sweat, his pyjamas sticking to his body, his breath raging from exertion. He blinked repeatedly, trying to get his eyes to focus aided only by the moonlight coming through the curtains. The last thing that he remembered was crawling into bed after dinner and scrolling in his phone until sleep pulled him under. He sat up, reaching for the water bottle he kept on his night stand and drank messily, half of the liquid spilling out of the corners of his mouth as he struggled to quench his thirst.

Huffing, he lay back down and kicked the covers off. It looked like this would be yet another sleepless night ahead to avoid the torment that waited for him in his dreams.

He threw his arm over his eyes, trying to get his mind to settle, but it was no use; there was no escape.

“Innie, ah! Don’t stop!” Felix’s voice still lingered in his mind. His treacherous subconscious, making up scenarios every night where he confessed his feelings to his best friend and things progressed fast, so natural and easy; but that wasn’t real - it would never be.

Felix had been his best friend since the first grade, always at his side, sharing secrets, holding his hand every time he was too shy to interact with the other kids and defending him from anyone who tried to drag him into a fight for being smaller.

That was one of the main roadblocks in his quest for love: Felix only saw Jeongin as a little brother, often going on and on about how adorable and innocent he was, how he got cuteness aggression every time he did anything even remotely sweet. On the other hand, Jeongin craved Felix’s attention and acting cute was a foolproof way to get it, so he sometimes succumbed to the temptation of being cute for his love, just to get a crumb of praise and affection.

Then came the sexuality issue: Sometimes, Felix seemed to have at least some level of attraction to men, but the next moment he was positively drooling after some girl he found hot. Yes, he could still be bisexual, but that didn't help with his jealousy problem, nor did it help matters. After all, he wasn’t sure if he even had a small chance to seduce Felix because his friend had never discussed his sexuality with him despite them keeping secrets for each other. Also, Jeongin was fairly certain that Felix had hooked up with at least one of the girls who'd had a crush on him and the mere possibility made him want to crawl into a ditch and die.

On his end, Jeongin had taken way too long to figure out his own sexuality and, by the time he noticed, he’d fallen for his friend, they had graduated Highschool, and started University. It was a topic he still hadn’t shared with anyone either.

Back then, he’d almost lost Felix to a University in Jinju, but after some thoughtful consideration, he’d decided to move to Seoul like Jeongin. Now, almost a year later, Jeongin was once again at risk of losing him, of missing his chance. In the past few months, Felix had become quite close with a girl in his dance class and she would be switching universities soon. Lisa had every intention of stealing Felix from him, constantly trying to convince him to switch with her but Felix was still undecided. The worst part was that she was just as beautiful as Felix was; they truly looked like a celebrity couple walking around campus with their perfect faces, golden skin and soft hair.

Honestly, Jeongin had tried to block the topic in his mind. He tried to distract himself by throwing himself into his studies, going to the gym more times that was advisable or healthy, and even hanging out with the crew of girls who was always after him because they thought he looked like a baby fox. None of it worked; he still felt devastated and he could feel himself slowly getting sick, his immune system starting to decline after so much stress.

The thought of losing Felix before they even tried dating made Jeongin nauseous, so he'd been avoiding him for the past few weeks. It needed to stop: He needed to do something before he missed his last chance.

He groaned, rubbing his face with both hands and pulling at his own hair.

What was a closeted fool in love to do? Normally, he would ask Felix for advice but that was obviously out of the question, so his parents were the only choice. They were gay and in love, so surely they could shed some light on the topic. With summer approaching fast, the situation was reaching the point of no return.

Letting out a deep sigh, he sat up against the headboard and turned on his night light, frowning until his eyes adjusted.

He unlocked his phone and checked the time. It was 2 am already but if he didn’t talk to them now, he knew he wouldn’t be able to fall back asleep.

Opening the chat with his mom, he started typing. He paused, what if they were sleeping? It was better to send a tentative text first.

To Mom:

“Mom”

His phone started ringing immediately, making him smile.

“Baby!” He shrieked. “I’ve missed you so much! How lovely of you to text me on a Saturday night. Are you out partying and drinking?” He giggled.

“Han-ah, you know Yen-ah doesn’t go to parties,” his other dad mumbled between some kissing noises.

“Can you guys not do that with me on the phone?” He said, still smiling and rolling his eyes. “Dad is right, I’m in bed and I couldn’t sleep. Sorry for texting so late.”

“Nevermind that, what have we always told you?” his mom said.

“You can always talk to us, no matter the time,” Jeongin said.

“Exactly! Can you turn on the camera? I want to see your handsome face!” His mom asked, turning the camera on on their end. Jisung and Minho’s faces filled the screen, their smiles wide and settled, the same way they had been his entire life since the day they adopted him. They were so in love it was disgusting - in a cute way.

“I am a mess, sorry,” he said, turning his camera on. He winced when he saw himself all sweaty and red, his hair sticking up in weird places.

“Someone got into bed without a shower,” his dad teased. Jisung slapped his chest playfully.

Jeongin snorted. “I did have a shower actually, I just snoozed for a bit and had a nightmare.”

“Oh, my baby! Are you ok?” Jisung frowned.

“Yeah, I just have some things on my mind. That’s why - I just, I thought you could maybe help me.”

“What’s up?” his dad asked, his smile slipping.

“I have a crush on this person and I don’t know how to tell them. How did you do it?” Jeongin bit his lip, unsure on how to continue.

“Oh, baby!” Jisung smiled brightly. “I’ve been waiting for this!” He turned to Minho. “Didn’t I tell you, Jagi?”

His dad nodded with a hesitant smile. “It’s true, he did! When are you going to tell him?”

Jeongin’s eyes widened. “What?”

“Lixie, when are you going to tell him?” His mom asked. “His mom will be so excited!”

Minho squinted at him pensively. “Was it supposed to be a secret? We’ve always known you had a crush on each other but we thought you would figure it out on your own.”

“I hadn’t even told you I’m gay!” Jeongin said, quickly realizing his mistake and slapping his hand over his mouth.

“My love, We've been gay way longer than you have been alive. We love you, we see you. We see the way you look at him; the way you have always looked at him, with stars in your eyes,” Jisung said, looking elated.

Minho nodded at his side.

“Do you think he knows?” Jeongin asked, feeling a bit terrified at the prospect.

“I think he either knows or he suspects,” his dad said.

“Why didn’t he say anything then? Maybe he doesn’t like me back…” Jeongin’s voice shook as he tried not to spiral. Could that be true? Had he been too blind to see?

Jisung shook his head, pointing the phone to the picture on his bedside table. It had been taken on Jeongin's middle school graduation day: he had his arms wrapped around Felix, hugging him from behind. While Jeongin was smiling at the camera, Felix had his face turned towards him and was staring at him with adoration.

Jeongin smiled. He remembered that day so clearly, sitting beside Felix and holding his hand until it was their turn to go, running his thumb over the other's fingers and raising his head to find a wide smile directed at him; only at him. Maybe his parents were right, maybe it would all work out in the end.

“Some people say more with their acts than with words. He adores you and drops anything and everyone over you; his mother laughs about it all the time,” Jisung said. “Bring him home with you the next time you visit and we’ll find an excuse to leave so you can have a date here, where you fell in love.”

“Ok, thanks mom!” Jeongin said, feeling equally excited and nervous. “I can't believe this is actually happening!”

“Stay out of our condoms and lube stash, son!” His dad said, joking… but also not.

“Ew, dad!”

Jisung screeched. “Don’t say ew! I didn’t carry you for nine months for you to find us nasty!”

“Mom, you didn’t carry me,” Jeongin laughed and Jisung gasped.

Minho rolled his eyes. “Maybe we should start trying for our next one. This one is too old to love his parents properly.”

“Do you mean it?” Jisung said with shining boba eyes.

“Of course, yeobo!”

“Hey, hey, no replacing me! And no weird stuff while on a call with me!” Jeongin said without malice.

“Yeah yeah,” Jisung said, speaking to Jeongin but his eyes never leaving Minho’s. “Good night, baby!”

The call was disconnected before he could even reply. Well… at least now he had a plan.

---

The trip home was pure heaven, with music in his ears and his love sleeping on his shoulder, there was nothing Jeongin would’ve changed.

“I'm so excited to see your dads again!” Felix said, clinging onto him while they waited to be picked up.

“They are excited to see you too! They miss you, you know?”

Felix looked at him and smiled covering his face with his hands. “I miss them too, they are like my second family.”

Jeongin could have sworn his cheeks were flushed under his sweater paws, or maybe he was starting to imagine things. “Don't say that in front of mom; he will cry,” he laughed.

“We can't have that, I'll cry too!” Felix smiled, but his expression slowly soured . “I've missed you too, you know?” He said, seriously. “It's like we never hang out anymore.”

Jeongin bit his lip and hung his head in shame. “I know, I... I've been working on myself. Had some things to figure out. I'm sorry for neglecting you.”

Felix frowned. “You could have told me, I'm your best friend! You don't need to go through things alone, you know I-”

“I know, I know. I just needed-” Jeongin tried.

“There they are! We have been looking for you!” Jisung said. “Oh, look at you Yongbokkie! So tall, so namja!” He squeezed the blond’s biceps.

“Thank you,” Felix laughed, pulling Jisung into a hug. “I can't wait to show you this new drama I'm watching! The plot is so fun!”

“Ooooh, tell me all about it!” Jisung said, dragging Felix towards the car and leaving Jeongin and his dad to carry all the luggage.

“He didn't even say hi to me!” Jeongin pouted. He honestly didn't mind, he loved that his parents adored Felix almost as much as he did.

His dad shrugged and grabbed the suitcases, following them silently, leaving three bags to Jeongin.

---

Just as they were settling in, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

“Come in,” said Jeongin, sitting in bed next to Felix.

The door opened slowly and Jisung peeked in. “You guys have dinner in the fridge. Your father and I are going on a date.”

“Aww,” Felix pouted. “I was looking forward to game night after dinner, or maybe watching something together.”

“I know, I know! We'll watch shows together tomorrow since we'll probably stay at a hotel to avoid driving back so late, so don't wait up,” His mom said looking pointedly at Jeongin.

“Oh, alright,” he said, trying to sound nonchalant. But he wasn't , in fact he was very chalant.

The door shut with a soft click and Felix stood, immediately taking his T-shirt off and throwing it on the ground before rummaging around in his bag.

Jeongin's mouth was dry, as dry as the desert. He tried to look away, but he couldn't help it. He'd seen Felix's chest before, of course, but not since he figured out his feelings. His golden skin was absolutely perfect, his previously soft muscles were more defined, especially his abs and his back. When he leaned down, his shorts clung to his ass perfectly, making it evident that he wasn't wearing anything under them, his thighs looked so biteable too.

“Innie,” he said, looking over his shoulder.

“What!?” Jeongin said, his eyes wide, hoping that he hadn't been caught staring like a creep. He leaned forward, trying to casually cover the growing tent in his pants.

“Is there an extra towel in the bathroom?”

“Yeah, under the sink. Do you need anything else?”

Felix bit his lip and blushed, looking away for a moment before meeting his eyes again. “Do you have any underwear I can borrow? It's stupid but I think I left the small packing cube at home. I can just go without, if you’re not comfortable sharing.”

There was a devil sitting on his shoulder, whispering into Jeongin's ear not to share so Felix would sleep with him, in his bed, with no underwear; while there was a second devil on his other shoulder, telling him to lend his friend a tight pair so that he could know, and potentially see, his love wearing his underwear. “Uh, sure! You can grab one from the drawer, the second one from the top.” He let out a small sigh and lay back on the bed. Knowing that Lix was wearing his underwear would have to be enough, he refused to be the kind of guy who gave out skimpy clothes to thirst over him.

He heard the drawer open and close. “Thanks,” said Felix and picked up his things before leaving him to stew in his dirty thoughts.

The sound of the shower running made him swallow and shut his eyes. He was trying with all his might to not picture Felix naked and he was failing miserably. He could see it as clear as day: the vapor slowly filling the room, a tanned hand dipping under the stream to check the temperature before stepping in. A strong back under the shower, the water slowly cascading down to the smallest waist known to man. Lathered hands running a washcloth over the supple skin of his buttcheeks, muscles shifting underneath.

Jeongin gasped and with the shower still running, he felt confident enough to run his hand down his chest, caressing his abs before palming himself over his shorts. He barely hesitated, squeezing his length through the fabric, twitching in anticipation for what was to come and biting back a moan.

He pictured those tiny hands travelling down, rubbing the back of his thighs before leaning down to wash his calves, almost exposing his rim.

His breath caught in his throat. If he didn't get off before Felix was done, it was going to be pure torture. He needed to get on with it. He shoved his shorts down and wrapped his hand around his shaft with a sigh, slowly working the skin up and down.

In his vision, Felix turned around, letting water run down his face, his eyes closed as he rubbed his chest with the washcloth, paying extra attention to his nipples, gasping at the rough feeling.

Jeongin's hand sped up, but the dryness felt wrong. Without a second thought, he spat on his palm and continued, a smile forming on his lips as his pleasure began to spike. He groaned, his breath coming out faster and faster.

The washcloth finally made its way to Felix’s cock. The memory of the one time he'd seen Felix nude out of the corner of his eye was a bit hazy, but it was still enough for his imagination to fill in the gaps. The perfect, dusty pink head, leading to a gorgeous darker shaft and perfectly proportional sack right below. The washcloth fell with a wet thud as Lix wrapped his tiny hand around his cock and stroked it with a soft grip, teasing himself.

“Nhg, Lix!” Jeongin bit his lip. He was almost there, almost!

Felix opened his eyes as if he'd heard him and stared right back at him; a dark gaze full of desire.

Jeongin's back arched off the bed as he came all over his hand, his chest and part of his neck. He opened his eyes, trying to calm himself down and letting his muscles relax for a bit until he heard the daunting sound of the shower shutting off. “Shit!” He whispered, taking his clothes off entirely, wiping the come off himself and wrapping a towel around himself. He rushed to open the window, hoping it would help with the smell. Then, he walked over to the mirror, and examined himself, making sure that there was no evidence left of his terribly timed activities.

He looked a mess, red up to his ears, sweaty, wild hair, but he could pass it off as being too hot. Or so he thought. Thankfully, by the time Felix came out of the bathroom, the redness had gone down and Jeongin looked a bit more presentable.

“I'll have a shower too and we can reheat dinner after,” he said, power walking past the blond and slamming the bathroom door shut.

“Oh, ok!”

Stepping under the stream, Jeongin's mind kept going over his fantasy. Felix's smell still lingered, making his mind replay the scenario over and over, driving him crazy. His cock twitched, trying to get back to life and that simply wouldn't do. He turned the water cold and shivered, letting out a sigh of relief as his body finally settled down.

---

He barely ate, trying to find the perfect moment to tell Felix about his feelings but not managing to do it. Anxiety was clawing at his chest and Lix kept wiping away stray tears as he watched yet another sad kdrama episode.

It would have to be over breakfast. He just needed to wake up early enough to cook some pancakes and bring them up to bed so that he could confess properly. Confident in his decision to pospone, he finally relaxed against the headboard, wrapping his arm around Felix and pulling him closer.

The blond rested his head on Jeongin's chest and burrowed even closer, letting out a content sigh. “Thank you,” he said and Jeongin didn't understand why, but he dropped a kiss on top of his head anyway.

The warmth of Felix’s body pulled him into a deep sleep before he even noticed what was going on.

---

Sparks of pleasure traveled up his spine; the feeling was unlike anything else he'd ever felt. He rolled his hips chasing that high, craving it, unable to stop himself.

A cold hand settled on his lower back jolting him awake. His eyes widened as he took in the scene in front of him. Lixie was wide awake, his face red, lower lip burrowed between his teeth, his breath coming out in pants. Their legs were intertwined and Jeongin's rock hard cock was pressing up against Lix's hip, twitching pathetically. He froze, feeling mortified. He'd ruined it all.

“Why did you stop?” Lix asked, cupping his face.

“I - I, Lixie…” He tried, his eyes filling up with tears as he realized how much of a creepy idiot he was.

“You were moaning my name! You were dreaming about me, don't deny it, please-” he said, out of breath.

“I was, sorry,” he said, burying his face on the pillow. “Fuck, I'm so sorry, hyung,” he mumbled.

Felix hesitantly moved his hand down to Jeongin's ass and pulled him closer. “I'm here baby, don't stop, please. You're driving me crazy,” he panted.

“What?” Jeongin's head snapped.

Felix pressed his hard cock against Jeongin’s. “Just for tonight,” he mumbled, leaning in for a kiss.

Jeongin pulled away as if burnt. “No!”

“No?” Felix frowned, his eyes filled with hurt.

“No, not just for today,” Jeongin said, pleading. “I can't do it if it's just for today. I can't stop loving you, it would kill me!”

Felix's eyes widened. “You love me?”

“Shit!” Jeongin said. Him and his stupid mouth. “Yes, I wanted to tell you tomorrow… over breakfast.”

Felix's expression softened, his smile growing hesitantly. “Really?”

“Yeah, that's kind of why I invited you over.”

He pulled Jeongin in for a quick kiss. “I love you too, always have.”

A wide smile spread over Jeongin’s face as he settled on top of Felix and kissed him once again, hearing the other squeal into the kiss.

Felix wrapped his legs around him, rolling his hips up, seeking some friction as he helped Jeongin remove his T-shirt. Once the offending garment was out of the way, his tiny hands wasted no time tracing Jeongin's muscles all the way into that deep V and unceremoniously shoving one hand into his pants. He wrapped his fingers around his cock, stroking him a few times before straddling him and letting go.

“No!” Jeongin pouted, causing the blond to snicker.

He climbed off the bed and pulled his clothes off keeping only the borrowed underwear, and returned to his spot in mere seconds. “Shh, don't you want me naked?”

Jeongin blinked , finally noticing that Felix was wearing the single pair of Lace underwear Jeongin owned. The white looked absolutely delectable against his skin. He nodded, biting his lip and keeping his hands at his side in an attempt to control himself and not cross any lines without consent.

“Touch me,” Felix pleaded, settling down right on Jeongin's clothed cock, and guiding his hands down his body.

Moaning, he pinched one of Lix's nipples while his other hand pulled his cock out, stroking him. He watched with rapt attention as his love threw his head back and moaned.

“Fuck, Innie! Just like that! Ah!” The blond rolled his hips at a maddening pace and he just couldn't take it anymore, he needed to feel him; actually feel him.

He patted the other's butt. “Let me get these off,” he mumbled.

Felix scrambled to help him pull his pants off and straddled him once again. Suddenly, all the confidence Felix had been displaying escaped him, leaving him looking unsure.

“What's wrong?” Jeongin asked. “Are you ok?”

“Nothing! It's just, I've never…” Felix said, almost low enough that he didn't catch it.

“Really!? You!?”

Felix nodded shyly.

“Me neither, I just wanted you,” Jeongin said. “How far do you want to go? Or do you want to stop? We don’t have to do anything tonight if you don't want to.”

“I want to!” Felix rushed to say. “I just don’t think I can top tonight, I'm too nervous.”

“I’m nervous too, but we can figure it out together,” he reassured him. “I’ve read a lot, so I feel like I can try topping.”

“Read a lot?” Felix giggled, leaning down to bury his face in the crook of Jeongin’s neck and biting softly.

He sputtered, feeling the heat rising to his cheeks. “I did! I did my research!”

Felix let out a loud laugh. “Well, let’s not let the research go to waste.”

Jeongin slapped his ass, making him hiss and gently rolled them over. He reached for the lube in his bedside table and popped the cap open. Squeezing some of the cool gel onto his fingers, he coated them liberally and rubbed them together, warming it up for Lix to avoid any discomfort. “Ready?”

Felix nodded, his big eyes staring up at him tenderly.

“I love you," Jeongin whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips and teasing his rim with a single finger.

“Ah!” Felix tried to close his legs, trapping his hand as let out a choked noise.

“Shhh, relax for me, baby.”

“S-sorry. Kiss me again?” Felix whispered.

Jeongin smiled and kissed him a bit more firmly this time, slipping his tongue in gently. His finger finally pressed inside, rubbing at his walls. He gasped in wonder at how soft and warm Felix felt inside. Jeongin's mind almost short-circuited, as he considered using his tongue to prep him, but maybe that was too much for their first time.

Once the first finger could move easily, he worked a second and then a third in, swallowing every noise Felix made with his kisses. Then, Lix pressed a plastic wrapper to Jeongin's arm.

“You had condoms?” He asked.

“I’ve been ready for this for a long time,” he said.

Jeongin snorted and opened the wrapper, pinching the tip of the condom before rolling it on with a hiss. He then added an insane amount of lube and pressed the tip to Felix's rim, pausing until the other nodded. He pressed down on his cock, guiding it in as he watched it go in before he snapped his eyes back to meet his love's, searching his face for any sign of discomfort, but he found none.

Felix's eyes were nearly shut, his face was relaxed, his lips forming a little smile.

"So tight," he murmured. When he finally bottomed out, Jeongin let out a content sigh and rested his face on Felix's chest for a moment, allowing himself to bask in the closeness. He couldn't believe it was finally happening!

Felix ran his fingers down Jeongin's back slowly, his touch feather-light, feeling his cock twitch inside him as a result.

“Fuck,” Felix said tightly. “Try moving, slowly.”

“Ok,” Jeongin murmured. Shifting onto his elbows, he admired Felix's satisfied smile and kissed him gently, while the other shimmied his hips, trying to urge him to move again. He snickered but complied. Not wanting to pull out just yet, he rolled his hips, causing Felix to convulse around him, his body jerking as Jeongin accidentally grazed his prostate.

“Ah! Again!” Felix said, his face scrunched in pleasure, eyes tightly shut.

Jeongin smiled widely. Trying to get that reaction again, he continued to roll his hips, putting more of his weight into it, and listening to the pretty noises Felix made.

“More!” Felix huffed, starting to sound impatient.

Aiming to please, Jeongin pulled out halfway and thrust in experimentally, ripping another moan from Felix who was trying to move his hips too. “Like that?”

“Yes Innie, come on!”

“Ok!” Jeongin tried to keep a steady rhythm, thrusting a little harder, aiming for that spot but not getting it right every time.

Felix grew more confident with each passing minute, trying to meet him thrust for thrust, or perhaps he was just getting more desperate. He whined, digging his nails into Jeongin’s back. “Ah! Ah!” Then he huffed, “Can I ride you?” He asked.

Jeongin moaned and rolled them over without pulling out, helping Felix settle down comfortably.

Felix put his hand on jeongin’s chest for support and rolled his hips, his eyes falling shut, his lips twisting into a smirk as if he'd found what he was looking for. Then, he rose and let his body fall, impaling himself on Jeongin’s cock as far as it would go, his mouth falling open in a silent cry. He began to ride him in earnest, making it hard for Jeongin to stay off the edge. He tensed, trying to let Felix do whatever he wanted with his body, getting off on his love using him for pleasure.

Felix paused, looking at him with wide eyes. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I'm just trying not to come.”

“Are you kidding me? What am I working for then?” Felix frowned, clearly offended.

“To make yourself come?”

“No, you idiot! I want to make you come first!”

“Oh” Jeongin said sheepishly. “Are you close?”

“I was! But then you tensed up!”

Jeongin blushed and tried to untense his muscles. “Sorry! Just continue and let me know when you’re close”

“Ok, help me. My thighs are burning”

“Sorry, sorry,” Jeongin laughed. He grabbed Felix by the hips and helped him move, making him bounce on his lap just like he had been doing before. In almost no time, the blond’s cock was twitching as it bounced around with every thrust.

“Oh yesssss. yesss!” Felix hissed, his face twisting in pleasure.

“Are you close?” Jeongin asked, desperate.

“Yeah!” Felix moaned. “Innie, Innie!” His voice went higher and higher when Jeongin wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked him fast and tight. Then he settled down hard and rolled his hips, clenching around him. “Ah ah ah ah! FUCK!” He shouted, his hips jerking as he came all over Jeongin's chest. He pressed a trembling kiss to his lips.

“Hyung, hyung, can I come? Please, please! I was good, right?” Jeongin babbled, not even knowing why he was asking.

“Yes baby, the best. Come for me,” he whispered.

The tight knot inside Jeongin finally snapped, his hips rolling without control and he came into the condom, holding Felix on him until he heard him whimper from the overstimulation.

“Sorry!” He said, pulling out and discarding the condom.

“Nhg, it’s ok. I liked it,” Felix admitted.

“You do?”

Felix blushed and nodded, settling down on his sticky chest.

“I’ll keep it in mind," Jeongin smiled. “Shower?”

“Carry me, Jagi,” Lix mumbled.

Jeongin’s heart almost exploded with happiness at the pet name. “Jagi,” he whispered back, picking his love up and sliding out of bed while trying not to topple over in a very unsexy way.

“I love you too, you know?” Felix said, smelling his hair.” Are we boyfriends yet?”

Jeongin snorted. “I would hope so. Are you switching unis?”

Felix looked at him bewildered. “Of course not! I can’t do long distance now that you’re mine.”

“Good, you need to stay close to me at all times.”

“I will. Now wash my body, you got me all dirty.”

“Of course, yeobo,” Jeongin laughed and stumbled, nearly sending them both to the floor but they eventually made it to the bathroom in a fit of giggles.

They didn’t come out of the shower until much much later. Only once the hot water had run out and their legs were barely able to hold them up did they return to bed and do it all over again.

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