XIUCHENHAN (baby faced older brothers and the trickster with a kitty cat smile)
who’s the cuddler:
it’s a draw between jongdae and luhan but jongdae wins for being the most clingy
who makes the bed:
they all do, as ordered by his majesty kim minseok with his very specific instructions and methods.
who wakes up first:
minseok, though the other two do wake up at around the same time as he does. they’re just a little lazier in getting out of bed.
who has the weird taste in music:
luhan. world cup theme songs leave the other two glancing at each other with raised brows.
who is more protective:
jongdae and luhan are really protective over minseok and there’s no real way to measure who is the more protective one between them both. the two of them constantly remind him that he is perfect the way he is, that he is a great dancer and has lovely vocals and that he deserves to shine. they also take it upon themselves to built up minseok’s confidence and coax him into speaking up more often.
who sings in the shower:
they all do but it’s usually luhan and jongdae who sing in the shower most often (and they hog the bathroom for a little too long sometimes.
who cries during movies:
luhan cries the easiest out of all of them and is usually the one who would cry during movies. jongdae would wrap an arm around luhan’s shoulder to comfort him while minseok take the time to wipe away his tears.
who spends the most while out shopping:
it’s probably minseok but luhan is a close second. minseok constantly buys a number of sports wear and gear when they go out shopping and he picks up the accessories the other two choose for the three of them.
who kisses more roughly:
none of them because it’s not exactly rough kissing. the three of them are very playful with pulling away or nipping at lips or even kissing a little too long that they end up breathless.
who is more dominant:
each of them have times where they are the more dominant one and they are fine with switching around depending on the situations. when jongdae is particularly whiny and demanding, the older two give in to him. sometimes minseok feels a need to be in charge and he is given the power to take the lead. more often than not, luhan’s stubbornness kicks in and the other two would oblige his demands and decisions as long as it’s within reason.
minseok isn’t quite sure how to react when he accidentally walks in on his roommates placed in a rather compromising position.
there seems to be a bit of a conflict of interests when survival instincts scream in his head for him to pivot and run, but his eyes are quite riveted to the image of luhan settled on his knees in between jongdae’s thighs. and it takes all the energy minseok possesses to even swallow the lump down his dry throat.
"hey, uh," he stalls, fingernails digging into the brass knob that is probably the only thing keeping him standing. "am i interrupting something?"
a strange kind of tension electrifies the atmosphere, and luhan glances up at jongdae’s unreadable expression before a mischievous grin stretches across his own face.
"actually," luhan rolls the word on his tongue. and minseok’s spine tingles, because fuck is luhan purring right now? swallowing hard, minseok retreats a step back, shying away from the predatory gleam in luhan’s eyes.
luhan’s fist around jongdae’s hard cock twists, making the younger hiss. and minseok is trapped where he stands. he needs to get out now. but as the seconds tick, minseok can feel that window of opportunity slowly closing.
"you’re just in time for the party," jongdae finishes, the corners of his lips curving into a feline smile that beckons. and minseok is both terrified and excited at the same time. luhan pushes himself up from the floor, gesturing with his hand.
"come," luhan’s gaze burns fire through minseok’s skin, and he inches forward, entranced. minseok mentally hears that window creaking shut, and opportunity is gone. no backing out now.
"let’s see how pretty you look with your lips stretched around jongdae’s dick," luhan purrs, gently guiding minseok down onto his knees in the space he’d just vacated. "would you like jongdae to fuck your mouth?" his thumbs massage soothingly into minseok’s shoulder muscles.
"yes," minseok’s gaze shifts to jongdae smiling down at him, legs spread wide and body propped up on his arms. the mattress creaks as jongdae leans forward, hands smoothing over minseok’s flushed cheeks. luhan cards his fingers through minseok’s hair as jongdae dips low, capturing the elder’s lips in a kiss.
it’s slow, and languid. and minseok stretches up to deepen the kiss as luhan unzips his jeans behind him. the room is stifling, and minseok thinks he can’t breathe. but close is just not close enough. jongdae pulls away first, gazing through hooded lids. and minseok wraps his fingers around the base of jongdae’s cock.
an experimental tug has jongdae’s mouth falling open in a heady moan. and minseok licks a fat, wet stripe along the underside, before taking the head in between his lips. the taste of jongdae is heavy on minseok’s tongue, and he asserts the slightest pressure as he pushes the rest of the way down.
luhan’s hand curls into fistfuls of minseok’s hair, as the other slides down to wrap around his own cock. he gives a few hard pumps, going along with a similar tempo of how minseok’s head is bobbing along jongdae’s dick.
luhan is utterly turned on by the sight of minseok sucking jongdae off, because damn minseok looks hot with his mouth full of cock. earlier, jongdae had sought luhan out, asking for a helping hand with his boner. and luhan is thinking jongdae's getting a pretty good deal here. who doesn't want a piece of pretty flower hyung?
luhan's fingers tighten around minseok's hair, and minseok moans around jongdae's girth. the vibration has jongdae inadvertently thrusting his hips, making his cock sink deeper into minseok's throat.
minseok's scalp burns, and so does his entire body. the filthy little noises jongdae makes only serves to fuel the flame, and minseok quickens his up and down pace.
minseok's fist begins to pump at the base where his mouth can't quite reach. and jongdae's body tenses. he can feel his muscles coil, an electric buzz coursing through his veins. he's so close.
with a gentle nudge, jongdae pushes minseok away, jerking himself off with quick, shallow pumps as ropes of white spurt across the carpet. with every wave of his orgasm, jongdae's body curves in on himself. luhan takes the opportunity to close in on minseok still kneeling on the floor.
"my turn," he murmurs as he pulls minseok back into his feet. luhan plunders minseok's mouth, robbing him of jongdae's taste off his tongue. he walks minseok backwards, until the backs of minseok's knees catch along the edge of the bed. the two fall, luhan on top, beside jongdae still coming down from his momentary high.
"fuck," minseok groans when luhan's teeth dig into his lower lip. the elder rarely curses, and luhan finds it rather turning him on.
"your damn pants," luhan hisses, impatiently tugging at the denim that clings to minseok's shapely thighs. it refuses to budge, but luhan is not one to be deterred by such trivialities.
"fuck it," luhan abandons rolling down minseok's jeans in favor of freeing his dick from his pants. minseok's hard on springs out of his boxers. and luhan wraps his long fingers around both of their cocks, before giving a squeezing tug.
"these are my good jeans," minseok moans as he rolls his hips into luhan's hand. luhan's fingers tighten, and minseok jerks up to the sound of luhan's breaths whispering into the crook of his neck.
"should've thought of that before you decided to stuff that ass into something this restricting," luhan's sweaty forehead rests against minseok's shoulder as his fingers slide up and down, thumb pressing down on a prominent vein that has minseok's head digging into the mattress.
somewhere beside minseok, the bedsprings creak as the mattress dips. and jongdae's hand joins luhan's, both fists pumping simultaneously, hard and fast. a flick of the wrist, and it's not long before minseok comes first, rocking his hips through his climax with his teeth clenched.
luhan is panting into minseok's ear as he rubs his thumb over minseok's crown, gathering the come and using it to slick himself up for better a slide. a few more pumps, and luhan's spills himself onto the leg of minseok's pants.
luhan rolls himself away before collapsing onto the mattress, chest rising up and down as he attempts to catch his breath. his vision is fuzzy, and his ears buzz. but overall, luhan is feeling pretty damn good.
jongdae curls around minseok with a content smile, wrapping his arms and legs around the elder's boneless body as minseok all but sinks into the bed.
"i want to spoon too," luhan whines as he worms his way over to minseok's other side. the charged atmosphere slowly subsides to a dull drone, altogether not so unwelcome. drowsiness settles like a blanket, and all is peaceful and comfortably quiet.
luhan's already sound asleep, and jongdae's lashes flutter with a yawn.
Summary: Jongdae sees blank canvases while Minseok finds sparks in Lu Han's lips.
If you're looking for some super plot you can pass your way. But I can assure you this is worth reading. The characterization is so interesting, especially Luhan's. It's so different from the innocence authors often give him. I think this is is really ..human. I really loved it. Each character is so well-developed. If you want to talk about them, you really can do it in my ask box btw :3
