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Lee Jinki's public image has always been that of a soft, gentle leader even comparable to the brightest rays of sunshine. His leadership style has been lauded, admired and respected not just by his members but also by the rest of the entertainment industry and their fans.
Yes, that is Mr. Lee "Sunshine" Jinki to them, but to Jonghyun he is one hell of a dominating presence he never knew he would be craving for ever since that time Minho and Kibum got scolded for getting a little bit too rowdy with their argument mid-meeting with the staff.
Jonghyun has barely missed seeing Kibum walking out after that, face all flushed, because Jinki's unnegotiable command for Minho to get Kibum back has sent shivers down his spine.
Now, all he is paying attention to during their interview are Jinki's thick interlocked fingers, perfectly situated between slightly parted thick thighs. Jinki seated diagonally in front of him gives him a perfect view of what he's been lusting over the past thirty minutes. The speaking voices become a drone as he visualizes in his mind how those juicy fingers can comfortably wrap around his neck until they begin squeezing the life out of him, choking him, right before his climax.
"Mr. Kim Jonghyun?"
He snaps out of his imagination as soon as he hears the interviewer repeat his name for his turn to answer the question.
"Sorry. Can you repeat the question?"
In his periphery, he sees Jinki's head slightly turn to his side but hesitates to look directly at him, perhaps remembering that he has to be in his best behavior during the filming. Even so, he can feel Jinki silently scolding him with just that gesture and it's not helping him pay attention to the interviewer that he has missed hearing the question once more. He flinches the moment he senses an untimely growing pain in his core.
The interviewer chuckles before he ad-libs, "Mr. Kim seems to be distracted with something very interesting." He then proceeds to giving Jonghyun the question one more time, making sure the other has heard it.
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"Hyung, what's up with that?" Kibum gives Jonghyun a slap on his arm while trying to suppress his giggles. "I saw you staring at Jinki-hyung's hands—"
"Hush! Don't say it out loud!" In a panic, Jonghyun immediately puts a hand over Kibum's mouth to, hopefully, stop him from talking about it further.
"What's wrong with that, hyung? And please, get your hands off my Kibummie."
As if things can't be any worse, Minho has to butt in without warning and even hugs Kibum from behind, making him struggle to break free as soon as he has felt Minho's arms wrap around his waist. Kibum forces Jonghyun's hand off of his mouth to say, "Since when am I yours, Choi Minho?"
"Since I walked in on you jerk—oof! Hey, that was, ow!"
Kibum's timing to elbow Minho's ribs and give him hard slaps on his arm has made Minho forget what he is supposed to say, even releasing Kibum to nurse the painful areas that have been hit.
"Seems like there are many secrets among members today." Jinki speaks with a seemingly innocent smile plastered across his face as he walks towards them. "I don't mind at all, but I need to talk to Jonghyun for a moment."
Jonghyun's eyes widen at the sudden request. He somehwat knows why Jinki wants to talk with him but, somehow, he wonders why it has to be private.
"Come."
At that subtle command, Jonghyun once again gets shivers down his spine. He isn't sure whether Jinki is telling him to follow or orgasm right there and then, but the confusion has only let lewd thoughts flood his imagination like rapid waters in a broken dam. He struggles to keep his composure as he obediently follows Jinki lead the way to an empty room.
He feels the fabric between his thighs taking the shape of his now leaking boner dampen. His cheeks flush as Jinki closes the door behind them.