#(6) kitchen storage room — 6️⃣

[t-0ne25]

(6) kitchen storage room

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The storage room might be a little obvious but it’s not likely that Minho will make a straight b-line to approach that part of the cottage first. Plus, you’re behind closed doors and possibly able to snack something.

To your surprise, your preferred destination is already occupied, but you decide to scoot in there as well, knowing there’s no turning back now anyway. You haven’t reckoned the face yet due to the lack of light in here but the person stays silent.

Weird. All of your friends would have made a stupid remark in case you joined them in such a cramped room. You hope it’s not Hyunjin, though.

So, you get your phone out from your back pocket and illuminate the little space, finding a shy Jeongin dangerously close to you.

“Hi, Innie.”

How beautiful his nickname sounds when it’s spilling from your lips. When Seungmin told his best friend that his neighbour will be attending the Christmas vacation as well, he was about to cheerfully jump in the air. Jeongin witnessed you from afar once, when you had all attended the Halloween party at Seungmin’s apartment this year.

He had instantly developed a crush at first sight for you, but his hopes and dreams vanished into ashes when he saw a pretty and tall guy guiding you through the living room. At first he thought you’re just friends but when he witnessed you pinned against the wall in Seungmin’s hallway, Jeongin was sure there’s no need to even talk to you.

But you’re not with Hyunjin anymore. Seungmin has already told him a long time ago, right after he heard about it from you.

“What are you thinking about, Innie? Are you okay?”

He clears his throat, trying to play it cool.

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine. Nothing. Just hope he doesn’t find us.”

“Hm, me too.”

You don’t know what it is – maybe the cramped room, the dim light, the conversation you shared with him this evening or the tense atmosphere making you think about things you shouldn’t. It has always been one of your sinful dreams after all – being locked inside a room with someone, either a stranger or a friend and Jeongin is kinda something in between.

You pray he doesn’t notice. He’d probably be disgusted by you and never attend the Christmas vacation again.

But what Jeongin says next, begs the thesis to differ, “You’re really pretty.”

What a fucking lame compliment, Jeongin thinks to himself, cursing inside his head.

But for you it’s enough. As weird and cliche as it sounds. It’s your chance to maybe live your forbidden fantasy and get your mind off of all the little problems that have come up throughout the trip.

“Thank you, Innie. You’re really handsome, too.”

Also, the idea of the others finding out – that you’ve gotten closer to the new, shy addition of the friend group lets a tingling sensation shoot down to your core.

God, Y/N, what has gotten into you? Where are all these desires coming from? It makes you feel a bit embarrassed though. Even though there’s nothing to be ashamed about. We’re humans after all.

“Thank you,” the boy finally dares to speak.

“Can I ask you something, Innie?”

He looks down to you, “Sure.”

“At the Halloween party, you wanted to talk to me, right?”

Jeongin feels caught now and his brain is running spirals, wondering what you’re referring to – you’re probably still mad he wanted to talk to you despite you having a boyfriend back then. Possibly, Hyunjin got jealous because he was looking at you. But what surprises him most is that you are pretty much aware of it at all.

“You remember?”

You chuckle, “Of course, you looked both so cute and hot in that fox costume.”

He blushes at the compliment.

“Why didn’t you approach me?” You ask further, playing a little with the laces of his sweater and Jeongin senses his heart will stop beating at any second.

“Y-You we’re with Hyunjin back then.”

You pretend as if you’ve forgotten about that very much important factor. Of course, you know but it doesn’t matter anymore. Not when Jeongin is looking at you like this and you sense that Hyunjin will be forgotten soon, even if it’s just for tonight.

“Right,” you speak. “But I’m not anymore, am I?”

He doesn’t answer.

“Can I ask something else, Innie?”

This time he only nods, apparently having lost the ability to speak.

Your thoughts are running in circles now, too. Minho is probably still looking for you but that’s the last thing on your mind right now. Not when Jeongin’s lips look so kissable.

“Do you wanna make out with me, perhaps? That’s what you wanted to do that night, am I right?”

He shamelessly nods now, gaining back his confidence because of your eagerness.

“In here? Right now?”

“Hm. I mean, only if you’re comfortable with it. We can always do it another time.”

And that’s how you find yourself entangled together with him, your lips hovering over his own, moans being suppressed by your mouths and you hope it’ll take Minho a bit longer to find you. But just when you’re about to slide Jeongin’s pants down, there’s a knock from the outside of the door, indicating that the seeker has caught you.

“Jeongin and I are both in here but–“ you quickly say, unsure how to explain the situation.

“I don’t wanna know, do what you want but keep in mind you’re both losers at this game.”

Yeah, you couldn’t care less about that. Not when Jeongin is groaning so prettily against your neck, as you help him out of his boxers. You start pumping his length, as you simultaneously get rid off your pants, your underwear meeting the floor after.

Jeongin doesn’t waste any second and brings his fingers between your legs.

“You’re so wet for me, hm?”

You’d wonder where his sudden dominant demeanour is coming from if you were capable of thinking. The last piece of logic gets thrown out of the storage room, once he grazes over your wetness, smearing your precum all over your folds.

“Baby, you’re drenched.”

He starts massaging your clit, all while you’re still busy stroking his hardened cock, making your hand look so tiny around his length. At the least when Jeongin pushes two of his fingers inside your throbbing heat, you know you won’t be able to hold back any longer.

His other free hand gets thrown over your mouth, the palm preventing any sinful noises from slipping out. As if not only your bodies but your minds are connected now as well, your movements start synchronising and increasing their pace.

Until neither of you can withstand the sensations any longer and once you cum around his now three fingers inside you, Jeongin spills his seeds all over your thighs. You both stay silent for a while, until you erupt in laughter.

“I’m glad you’re with us this year,” you tell him, placing a small kiss on his cheek.

“Hm, I really should thank Seungmin for the invitation.”

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