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Minho clearly remembered the first time he had a crush.
It was a cute girl in middle school who liked putting her dark brown hair in pigtails and never shut up. Her mouth was always open, chattering away and smiling. She was absolutely filled with mischievousness but, at the end of the day, she was one of the sweeter girls that easily blushed when she was praised by the teacher for getting a good grade.
Minho's first crush was a sweet girl who was dedicated, loved laughing, and sometimes was a lil bit of a rascal.
But the girl hadn't caught his attention right away with her fun personality. It was a certain thing that made his young boy's heart skip and want to hold her hand.
It was her braces with the several colored elastics.
Minho was absolutely whipped and he had been quietly in love with the girl, holding back the urge to pull on her hair so she would just look at him. He was sweet on her, but when he was just another young boy, he didn't find the guts to fight himself out of his shyness.
He hesitated and one day the braces were gone, he was out of school and he never saw the girl again because he was moving to live closer to his college of choice.
Talk about missing the timing.
Since he was now a grown man walking around other grown people, the fondness for someone wearing braces was pretty much gone since he never even saw anyone wearing them anymore. Most decided that, now, being over their twenties, they should just accept their crooked teeth if anything. Minho himself had accepted his overbite and slightly crooked front teeth.
Nobody really cared, some even thought it was cute.
But there was someone who really cared about their teeth and that someone was Seungmin, Minho's roommate.
Seungmin was dedicated, loved laughing and a whole lot of times was a rascal.
Minho sometimes believed he would end up dead or end up killing Kim Seungmin, the two of them being similar in far too many aspects that got them to bicker endlessly and glare at each other. But aside from that, the younger was a very good roommate.
Clean, quiet when needed and considerate enough to make coffee for Minho when he was up before the older.
Minho even found himself texting Seungmin if he needed something from the grocery store or if the younger wanted him to take his dirty clothing to the laundry room if he was already going to put his to wash.
He didn't even do that for Jisung when the two lived shortly together and they were best friends. (Both Jisung and Minho didn't really talk about the time they shared living spaces, their tight friendship nearly ending catastrophically due to a forgotten slice of pizza glued to Jisung's ceiling.)
So yeah, Kim Seungmin was a decent roommate and most likely the only person who cared obsessively about their teeth enough to get braces at the age of 23.
Kim Seungmin who Minho didn't care that much about until the moment the younger's lips looked a bit more pouty due to the addition to his mouth.
Kim Seungmin who looked very cute whenever he smiled big and showed off the clear braces and looked even cuter when he covered his mouth whenever they had the occasional dinner together, eyes peeking wide at Minho and whatever nonsense the older was spewing.
Kim Seungmin who was driving Minho insane by awakening that nostalgic feeling of innocent love deep within his supposed tough heart that was actually as soft as cotton candy.
Kim Seungmin who was staring at him now with a stupefied expression, mouth lax and showing off those braces because Minho had asked him if they shouldn't just make out.
"Excuse me?"
Minho's ears were feeling like they would pop from how hot and red they were getting, but now that he asked he would just commit to it.
"It's a bonding experience."
"I think that's enough alcohol for you tonight..." Seungmin muttered and got up from the ground the two were sitting on by their coffee table in the living room. And the younger had a point, maybe Minho had been drinking a bit more than usual - but how can he be blamed if Seungmin was the one who brought his favorite wine? - and was now talking without thinking.
It didn't keep him, however, from reaching out and grabbing the other's wrist, keeping him there.
"It's just a kiss. C'mon. I know you casually hook up at parties as well, it's a bit of fun since we're being hermits today."
Seungmin sent the older a glare, eyes squinting mostly in suspicion.
"Why, tho? This is the first time you ask for i- this is not you wanting to then annoy the shit out of me in case I agree? I will poison your coffee if I hear you saying 'you want to kiss me so bad.' "
Minho feigned offense, placing the hand that wasn't clinging to Seungmin above his heart, gasping in fake horror. "How could you, Kim Seungmin! I would never!"
Both of them snorted at the absurdity he tried to poorly sell.
Tugging on the younger again, Seungmin sighed, still not looking like he trusted the older, but he ended up sitting down right next to Minho. Now that they were so close, he could see that Seungmin's cheeks were slightly flushed from the alcohol and that he wasn't completely sober either. That might be the reason he was rather agreeable to Minho's request.
Their eyes locked and they stared at each other in silence for a while before Seungmin sighed again and Minho could feel his warm breath washing over his face.
"So. Will you do it already? I don't have all the time in the world, y'know?" The younger muttered, trying to keep a feisty attitude but Minho saw how his eyes flicked down to his lips when he licked over them.
"Just shut up for a second, will you?" Minho whispered and leaned in closer, not letting their lips touch quite yet. He reached out to cup Seungmin's cheek, the younger lowering his head a bit and leaning subtly into the touch, his lips pressing a tad bit together. The older hummed softly and let his hand move until his fingers threaded through the other's dark hair. With a soft pull, Seungmin's eyes were meeting his again, looking far more into them being close than Minho would expect.
He couldn't help but smirk, teasingly brushing their lips together before he mumbled.
"You want to kiss me so bad, Seungminnie..."
Minho definitely noticed that his teasing had a hint of truth, but he didn't really get to enjoy being right about it because Seungmin decided to push him back onto the floor, sitting then on top of the older with his cheeks beautifully flushed but his brows furrowed tightly into a frown.
"You were the one asking for a kiss, who is the one wanting to kiss who so bad, huh?" The older would have laughed if he didn't find his lips suddenly busy.
It was a clumsy press of lips at first, both of them with their eyes squeezed shut as if this was an awkward first kiss. In a way it was, not that it mattered.
The two roommates were tense, but when Seungmin slowly started to move his lips, Minho relaxed and let his arms wrap around the other's neck, actually not minding the position they were in, pulling the younger down onto him.
Seungmin was by now just shifting around so he could lay on Minho, the older pressing his thighs together and squeezing around the younger's hips. They were really close, their bodies much closer than they had to be for just a kiss.
But neither parted away and only sank further into each other.
Minho managed to get Seungmin to open up with a tiny kitten lick to his lips and his heart was racing at the first rough scrape he felt on his mouth due to the braces.
It was like he had been waiting all his life for this exact moment.
Kissing Seungmin was much better than he could have imagined. The younger really went at it, licked deep into his mouth and tugged with his teeth on his lips, crashing their mouths together with immeasurable want and kept them connected until oxygen was needed back in their lungs. Minho felt himself be devoured, body arching and small sounds escaping him whenever he felt the braces. He knew his lips would be so fucking red and swollen, but he didn't care, chasing the feeling to the point he wrapped his legs around Seungmin's hips when the younger pulled his head back by his hair.
Seungmin's mouth traveled along his jaw and down his neck, scratching the sensitive skin with those transparent plastic pieces glued to his teeth that were making Minho's head spin. The older couldn't help the whimper escaping him as Seungmin bit into his neck and sucked a small bruise that Minho would surely be annoyed about in the morning.
Not that Minho cared at all about this at the moment, he only cared about Seungmin's firm touches and how the younger didn't even hesitate now that he noticed that the older hadn't just been messing with him. His touches were intoxicating and Minho's mind just kept thinking one thing over and over again.
And that was why his mouth spoke before his brain could properly filter it out as inappropriate.
"Fuck, want you to eat me out, Seung..."
Seungmin froze on top of him and pulled back to stare at Minho with wide eyes. The older realized his slip and his face blushed deep red. Groaning in embarrassment, he covered his face with his forearms, muttering low how the other should totally forget what he had just said.
But the arms were moved away the second Minho felt his sweatpants being tugged down his legs. He let a small yelp out and propped himself up on his elbows, watching the younger strip the clothing away and throw it behind him. Seungmin glanced at him, eyes big and he looked a bit like a puppy that was a little unsure if he was allowed to do what he was doing. His long fingers curled around the waistband of Minho's boxer briefs and the older's breath hitched before he gave a small nod.
There was no point in denying access to the other, Seungmin had seen and even felt before how he was getting hard and Minho himself felt Seungmin's bulge pressing against him when he was attacking his neck.
So, now they were here, looking at each other and trying to silently figure out if it was truly a good idea to continue this. It was an odd moment to hold this quiet conversation, especially considering that Minho was now naked aside from his socks and blue hoodie. Deciding that he was too hot and bothered to doubt anything, he reached for Seungmin's gray hoodie, tugging on it and demanding the younger to at least shed one half of his clothing as well.
Seungmin did so, exposing his broad shoulders but slender body. He was way more to the skinnier side than Minho was but he still looked really pretty. With the braces, it really gave him that mischievous boyish look, even more so when he grinned a little crooked.
Minho sighed through his nose and closed his eyes as Seungmin leaned in to kiss him one more time before he crawled down his body. They were still on the ground, Minho not finding the want to ask for them to move to either of their rooms. The younger didn't seem to be bothered to lay on the floor between the older's legs either, too distracted by the pink leaking cock in front of him.
"You're really into this, Min."
Minho had to snort.
"Sure thing, captain obvious."
He yelped as his thigh was slapped and he glared down at Seungmin, who just smirked at him and pressed a soft kiss to the inside of one of his thighs. Minho bit his bottom lip, shifting his legs to drap them over the younger's shoulders, resting his feet on his smooth back.
Minho embarrassingly mewled as Seungmin gave his cock a long lick from base to tip and the older thought he had maybe changed his mind about eating him out, but he found hands with long fingers pushing against the back of his knees.
"Hold them for me, will you?"
Complying easily to the demand, Minho looked at the ceiling as he held his legs closer to his chest, amazingly finding no real shame to be showing off his most private parts to his roommate. Maybe it was the overwhelming excitement of what was about to come.
Minho was filled with expectations about what it would feel like and his toes curled in anticipation. His breath hitched when Seungmin finally gave him the first lick, slow and languid, starting at his hole but traveling up to his perineum. The younger started out soft, using pretty much only his tongue to turn the older into a wet mess.
It was driving Minho absolutely insane, craving way more than he was being given. He whined with need, fingernails digging into his own skin.
"Seungmin, what are you doing?" He whispered and arched, squirming at another long sloppy lick. Minho could feel himself clench and twitch, gritting his teeth slightly.
"I'm doing what you were begging for." The younger propped himself up and sent Minho an unimpressed stare that wasn't that effective because his chin glistened with spit and his eyes were dark in a way the older had never seen before.
"I wasn't begging for it." Minho spat out and huffed, letting his legs down because holding them up was a hassle. He watched how the younger wiped his mouth a bit with the back of his hand and he couldn't help but sigh. "I asked you to eat me out, not lick me."
Seungmin blinked and pursed his lips, looking a bit thoughtful. He then relaxed but Minho could see how the younger's tongue was moving over the braces beneath his upper lip.
"I can't really eat you out, my braces will be a pain."
It was a little funny to Minho to see how his roommate seemed a bit dejected himself that he really couldn't go at it as he intended. Seungmin was aware of his braces and was actually just mostly using his tongue because of it.
"I want you to use your mouth on my ass because of your braces, Seungminnie."
Well, now that statement was followed by prolonged silence.
The younger actually looked a little distressed, crawling on top of the other, caging him between his arms.
"Minho, what the fuck..."
The older managed to look at least flustered, bringing a sweater paw up to his face to cover his mouth and look coy up to Seungmin.
"What the fuck what? I kinda want to feel what it's like. Your braces are kinda hot." He mumbled a bit too honestly into his sleeve, eyes looking down to the younger's chest, his other hand reaching out to brush over the flat pecs, watching Seungmin twitch when his nipple was brushed.
"My braces are... hot? Out of all things... you're such a weirdo."
"Yeah, sure." Minho simply accepted it and just to prove his point that he wasn't fazed by being called weird, he propped himself up on his elbows and pressed his lips to Seungmin's once again. They dove into a deep kiss quickly, but the pace was rather sensual, leaving Minho a little breathless, especially when the younger let one of his hands travel down to his cock. The older broke from the kiss with a gasp, throwing his head back as Seungmin's palmed his erection, causing precum to bead at the tip.
Minho felt himself be teased beyond teasing, Seungmin making use of the new knowledge about his braces to weaponize it. The hard plastic pieces were back to scratching against the sensitive skin of his neck, Minho moaning low and letting his nails drag down the other's soft but flat stomach.
Fingers curled around his dick, stroking him slow and tight and Minho was honestly starting to forget that he wanted attention somewhere else. All the interrupting and needing was making him impatient.
But just because he was impatient, Seungmin had to freeze up and pull back.
"Wait a second. Are you just into this because of my fucking braces?" The younger asked, eyes wide and looking way more sober and lucid than before.
It made the older blink furiously a few times, having to bite down on his tongue to not scream at Seungmin to just stop stopping. His question, however, was very valid and it made Minho go silent just so he could think about it.
He had mentioned that it was just a bonding experience and he knew that his interest in Seungmin was definitely triggered by the dental accessory. Thing was that he now had to know if it were anyone else but Seungmin with braces... would Minho still be this into them?
And the answer was no.
Which opened a bix with a whole lot of other questions because Minho just thought about how cute the younger was and how he wouldn't mind sharing kisses every day.
That realization was a bit too much to be spoken out loud so Minho just sighed and went the chill route.
"No. Like, sure, your braces kinda got me more interested, but you're cute, Seungminnie. I definitely would fuck you any day. With or without braces."
Seungmin eyed him and then grinned, making Minho's heart skip a beat because that smile, showing all teeth and seeing the dark eyes shape themselves into happy crescents was the most adorable thing ever.
Shit, apparently he's got it bad for his roommate.
"Well, okay. Flip over then."
"H-huh?" Minho blinked dumbly, shifting as Seungmin started guiding him to turn around and lay on his stomach. The older found himself blushing more as one of their couch cushions were taken and placed beneath his hips, making his breath hitch as his cock rubbed against the fabric.
"I'm gonna eat you out properly. Since you don't seem to mind it being a bit rougher."
A laugh escaped Minho and he folded his arms in front of him, laying his forehead on top of them. "Fuck, yeah... sure don't mind it..." He muttered and lifted his behind as he felt Seungmin's big hands brushing and groping his cheeks.
His face buried and hid away as a soft mewl escaped him once Seungmin bit into his rear before pressing his face against Minho. Now, there was no hesitation in the younger and the older could really feel that Seungmin wasn't at all an amateur when it came to eating ass.
He was fucking amazing.
Minho had to bite into his own arm to not moan too loud, his thighs tensing and spreading to give more access whenever Seungmin's tongue prodded perfectly against hole, circling them over the rim before his lips were pushing against it, the slight brush of the braces making Minho jolt.
Seungmin was messier than the older would ever guess, wet slurping noises slipping out of the other whenever he sucked against skin and pushed his face even harder against Minho's behind, as if he couldn't get enough of it.
And Minho was melting, feeling hot in his hoodie, his face was dripping sweat and drool slipped out of his mouth just from how good it felt. So good he was becoming a little ditzy, a little too dumb to think of anything else but pleasure.
Whenever Seungmin now breached into his entrance with his tongue, licking deep inside of him and trying his best to fuck him with it, Minho found himself groaning and the younger had to actually hold his hips in place because Minho just began rutting against the pillow below him.
Being filled with a wet tongue and the rough texture of the curshion against his cock was getting Minho closer to the edge.
It was rather quick and dirty, and for a moment he even thought if he might not just ask Seungmin if the younger wanted to fuck him, but just remembering the preparation they would have to go through made Minho just want the other to continue what he was doing now.
And there were no regrets, especially when he heard Seungmin moan against his hole and the braces gently scratch on the skin around it. Minho arched and pressed his hips back, the younger allowing him to move the slightest bit and Minho made the most of it.
"H-hah, fuck, Seungminnie... Just a little more..." He whined and let his forehead drop onto the floor, gritting his teeth before letting a lewd moan out as the younger managed to fuck his tongue even deeper into him. What really got him there besides the other devouring him was the way Seungmin's fingers then dug into his thighs, harsh and nearly possessive.
Minho's whole body trembled and the noise that came out of him as he released was something he would deny if ever asked about. His release spilt over the cushion beneath him and he tried to squirm away from Seungmin's mouth, but the younger kept him firmly in place, forcing his tongue to move in and out despite the hard clench of Minho's rim.
His orgasm was rode out slowly and Minho found himself growing completely limp, dropping flat onto the floor, just whimpering with the last wet laps Seungmin left on him. The older was panting, eyes fluttering shut as his brain tried to gather itself to be anything besides scrambled.
He creaked one eye open as he felt the younger hovering over him and Minho just turned his head to the side to glance at him. Seungmin looked still very much heated and Minho knew he had to somehow retribute the pleasure he was given, but he felt so fucking dazed and lazy.
Seungmin apparently got the message because Minho closed his eyes as he heard his roommate tug his pants down and the older hummed when he felt the hot heavy weight of the younger's cock between his buttcheeks. It felt a little rough considering that there was no lube, but Seungmin seemed to be horny enough to not care.
Minho found himself purring and gasping when the other nuzzled his neck, baring his teeth and just pressing the braces against him. It was a bit messy to feel his sensitive cock still rub somewhat against the cushion and just to have some relief of the overstimulation, he lifted his hips and mewled from how Seungmin grabbed his hips and rutted harder against him with the new angle.
"M-minho..."
His name was muttered so softly that the older thought it had been his imagination. Seungmin whined against his ear before moaning low, his hips moving faster, the head of his cock rubbing far too fervently against Minho's hole. Minho was starting to feel more pleasure bubbling up in him despite being tired and he wondered if this could turn into more than just a one time thing.
Lost in his thoughts, he barely realized that Seungmin was pretty much close to coming and the older yelped a bit in surprise as he was tugged back by his hips quite harshly. The warm sticky cum covered his hole and dripped down to his sack and legs. Minho scrunched up his nose the tiniest bit, but he didn't move, letting his head rest against the floor as Seungmin's face was now buried in his hair as the younger caught his breath.
It took them a moment to detach from each other, Seungmin actually just rolling off of Minho to lay on his back on the floor. The older shifted to lay on his back as well, his head turned to the younger, however, just to watch his flushed relaxed face.
Seungmin's eyes eventually found his, and neither seemed to know what to really say. It was a little awkward, both trying to figure out if what they just did had been a mistake.
Minho decided to make the first move and he sat up, grimacing at the slick feeling of cum between his ass cheeks, but he ignored that for now so he could lean to slot his lips against Seungmin's. The younger sighed through his nose and they lazily kissed him back, tongues dancing languidly before Minho pulled away with a small smile, still leaving little pecks on Seungmin's lips.
"You'll put the cushion in the washer."
Smirking, Minho sat up and stretched himself after having put the responsibility onto the other. Seungmin stared at him with wide eyes before scoffing and sitting up himself.
"You're the one who came all over it."
"Yeah? You were the one to put it under me. And you came on my ass." Minho waved his index finger at the other's face before getting up. Right away he rushed to the bathroom to clean up once he had felt more of the stickiness dribbling down to his fucking knees and threatening to leave a damn trail on the ground.
The next half hour consisted of the two taking quick showers and cleaning everything they dirtied up while finishing the bit of wine they had left. They didn't exchange too many words besides the casual bickering, but Minho's eyes trailed after the younger and because his gaze was seeking the other out, he also managed to catch Seungmin glancing at him far too many times.
Again, there was his bubbly feeling in Minho and looking at the other made him think that maybe, just maybe, there was something that both were starting to realize about each other and themselves.
Minho felt it in the air that neither of them were really ready to speak about it out loud. It was too new, too fresh. The realization had to come down and settle into something a bit more comfortable within their chests. Both he and Seungmin weren't really impulsive when it came to their feelings, and so, Minho didn't expect to see the frequent glances turn into words.
He was fine with that because his own heart was going a little bit too crazy for his liking when just thinking about giving a word to what he was feeling.
"Are you going to bed?" Tilting his head at the question, the older hummed at Seungmin and shook his head.
"I'm kinda sleepy but I'm thinking about watching some shitty reality before I actually go sleep. It's not that late..."
Seungmin's lips parted in a small 'ah' and he nodded, not adding anything to the conversation. Minho took a deep breath and pressed his lips into a funny polite smile before he chuckled.
"Wanna watch it with me?"
He was reaching a metaphorical hand out to the other and Minho wondered if his roommate would take it. Seungmin seemed to even hesitate, but he gave another nod that this time just seemed shy and eager. The older snorted a bit, grabbing the remote and sinking onto the couch, pulling his legs on top of it so he could curl up.
Minho had expected Seungmin to go and sit at the other end, but the younger actually sat right beside him, their bodies touching. Feeling his cheeks heat up, Minho muttered nothing important under his breath, his eyes on the TV he was turning on. All the while he let himself sink into the other, melting against Seungmin's side as the younger wrapped one arm around him.
It was strange for them to just sit there and cuddle, and initially both were thinking far too much to be able to properly enjoy it. But as the sounds of Minho's shitty cooking reality flooded the room, bit by bit they got more comfortable. So comfortable that Minho fell asleep with a soft sigh, head tucked under Seungmin's chin as the younger closed his eyes and drifted off himself.
And maybe in the next morning he would yelp awake due to a pinch at his side and Seungmin complaining that he was a clingy sleeper, but the frown Minho put on his face and the fist he raised to threaten a punch held no real bite.
Seungmin was dedicated, loved laughing and a whole lot of times was a rascal.
But he also was sweet enough on Minho to make him coffee in the mornings and didn't mind when the older pressed another kiss to his lips to feel the braces before he left for his lectures.
And Minho kind of realized that the braces might have been a bit of an excuse all along.
What he'll do with that knowledge?
Well, that was for future Minho to know and future Seungmin to eventually find out.