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Jungkook: Wonwoo-hyung!
Jungkook: Special delivery!
The doorbell rings and Wonwoo gets up from where he’s been waiting at his desk to answer it. Jungkook and Dokyeom greet him from the doorway with a very giggly and very drunk Mingyu in between them.
“Wonwoo-hyung!” Mingyu exclaims loudly. Dokyeom covers Mingyu’s mouth with his hand and tries to shush him while Wonwoo ushers them into the apartment so they can avoid bothering their neighbors.
“Thank you for bringing him home, guys.” Wonwoo says as they deposit Mingyu on the couch.
“No problem, hyung,” Dokyeom replies. Jungkook nods and they both get ready to leave.
“Hyung, I switched his last few shots with water so he won’t have too much of a hard time tomorrow,” Jungkook says.
“I appreciate you.” Jungkook is a godsend and he will always be one of Wonwoo’s favorites from Mingyu’s friends. Jungkook salutes at him.
Dokyeom hugs Wonwoo goodbye, and soon, it’s just Wonwoo and Mingyu alone in their apartment. Mingyu’s quiet now as he seems to be deep in thought from their couch so Wonwoo figures he can be left there for a minute.
Wonwoo heads to their kitchen so he can grab a bottle of Pocari Sweat for Mingyu to drink. Mingyu doesn’t often get this drunk anymore and Wonwoo’s sure that no matter what precautions Jungkook took, Mingyu’s still going to wake up with a screaming headache in the morning.
“Wonu,” Mingyu calls to him from the couch, pout evident in his voice. Wonwoo glances at the living room and sees that Mingyu has slid down the couch, legs splayed out and ass almost hanging off it. “Jeon Nonuuuuu~”
“Yes, Min?”
Mingyu doesn’t answer but he’s looking at Wonwoo plaintively as Wonwoo approaches. Even drunk like this, Wonwoo thinks Mingyu looks good. He’s wearing his favorite sheer button up, though most of the top buttons have since been unbuttoned, revealing Mingyu’s toned shoulder. He’s got a tank top underneath at least so he hasn’t been distracting anyone with the power of his exposed chest. The shoulder alone is distracting enough.
Wonwoo leans down and kisses that bare shoulder before sitting next to Mingyu, who proceeds to roll himself on top of Wonwoo, slow but still mostly coordinated. He settles himself on Wonwoo’s lap and rests his head on his chest. Wonwoo is mostly content to let them stay here for a few minutes. There’s no rush for anything right now.
“Jeon Wonwoo,” Mingyu says again, trying to be serious but his pout is still too cute. Wonwoo wants to pinch his cheeks but he resists the urge and settles for opening the Pocari bottle and handing it to Mingyu instead who automatically takes it and chugs it all the way down. Wonwoo adores him.
“I,” Mingyu declares after he’s finished drinking. “Am home.”
“Yes, you are, baby.” Wonwoo chuckles. “Did you have a good time?”
“The best!”
“I’m glad.” Wonwoo smooths his hands on Mingyu’s jeans. “It’s time for bed then?”
Mingyu shakes his head vigorously. “No.”
“No?” Wonwoo thinks maybe he’s going to strain his face muscles. Is it possible to smile too much?
“You,” Mingyu pokes at Wonwoo’s chest, somehow managing to hit Wonwoo’s nipple dead on. Wonwoo lets out a choked laugh. “Are going to fuck me into next week.”
“I am?” Wonwoo asks, amused. Mingyu’s resting almost all his weight on his hands on Wonwoo’s chest but Wonwoo is loathe to push him off when he’s being this cute.
“You are,” Mingyu confirms. “We had plans.”
And they do. It’s been another long week full of practice in the evenings and individual schedules in the mornings. Over one of the few dinners they’d had with just the two of them, Mingyu had mentioned that he’d be going out with the 97z this Saturday and had shyly brought up his habit of crawling into bed, tipsy and horny and wanting Wonwoo to have his way with him. It’s not something they’ve done intentionally before but it’s always a good time when they do it.
“I know you’ve been tired but do you think you could wait up for me?” Mingyu had asked. Wonwoo has always been a whipped man for Kim Mingyu so of course the answer was going to be yes.
So here they are now.
“Alright, let’s take this to the bedroom then, Min,” Wonwoo says. He taps at Mingyu’s arm so they can get up off the couch but Mingyu falls forward instead and buries his face in Wonwoo’s neck.
“Carry me, hyung?” Mingyu mumbles as he nuzzles Wonwoo’s neck. Wonwoo kisses his temple and hooks his hands under Mingyu’s thighs so he can lift them up from off the couch.
He almost loses his balance when Mingyu wobbles in his arms with a yell. “Hyung!”
“Stay still, sweetheart. I don’t want to drop you.” He adjusts Mingyu in his grip so he’s more secure against him. The last thing they need is for another member to get injured, especially if it’s a sex injury. They’ll never hear the end of it.
“Okay,” Mingyu’s voice is tiny now. How many times in an evening can Wonwoo think MIngyu is cute? Really, it’s too much but he really is that cute. Wonwoo kisses his cheek and walks them to the bedroom.
“Are you going to fuck me now?” Mingyu asks Wonwoo after he’s been unceremoniously dropped in their bed. Wonwoo’s stronger now, but Mingyu is still made of far more muscle than should be allowed.
“In a minute, Mingyu. Let me just get the lights in the living room.”
“Kiss first.” Mingyu puckers his lips in an exaggerated duck face and Wonwoo obliges him.
When he gets back to the bed, he finds Mingyu in the middle of their bed, still fully clothed but now with his ass in the air and chest flat on the mattress. He’s facing the door and immediately lights up when he sees Wonwoo, who’s kind of dumbfounded at the sight. It’s more cute than sexy right now but he doesn’t think Mingyu will appreciate the sentiment.
“Hyung, I’m doing puppy pose so we can do it doggy style.”
Wonwoo is trying his best not to crack up. It is the hardest thing he’s had to do all week. It bears repeating, Mingyu is so fucking cute.
“Let’s get you changed first, Min-ah.” He knows Mingyu won’t be happy that he’d worn his outside clothes in bed but they’re due to change the sheets anyway. One night won’t kill him but he will be upset if he sleeps in them.
“Nooo, baby, we have to be naked.” Mingyu whines from the bed.
“We’ll get you naked, sweetheart. But come to me first.” Wonwoo helps Mingyu off the bed and ushers him to the bathroom so he can brush his teeth and wash his face.
He’s fairly certain there won’t be any kind of railing or fucking happening tonight. Mingyu’s beyond the usual tipsy he gets when they fool around after one of his nights out but this is nice too. He likes taking care of Mingyu.
Mingyu’s fully leaning on him by the time they finish their bathroom ablutions. They’re both down to their boxer briefs and Mingyu’s got his arms wrapped around Wonwoo’s waist while Wonwoo finishes his skincare but it’s more like he’s trying to keep himself upright than trying to start anything. The wind in his sails have somewhat calmed down and he’s just a pliant puppy waiting for Wonwoo to move him.
Wonwoo pulls Mingyu back to bed and under the covers. Mingyu immediately burrows himself into the bed. Wonwoo has thought of Mingyu as cute tonight for the seventh time now. It’s really getting out of hand.
“Time to rail me?” Mingyu asks from where he’s buried under their blankets. He has puppy eyes directed right at him and Wonwoo has no choice but to pinch his cheeks with a howl, a sound only Mingyu has ever caused him to make.
Wonwoo lifts the covers and lays next to Mingyu who curls up next to him and wraps his arm around Wonwoo again. It all but confirms Wonwoo’s suspicions that tonight is not one of Mingyu’s tipsy sexy nights and he’s in for a quiet night instead.
“Good night, Mingyu,” Wonwoo says, kissing the top of Mingyu’s head.
Mingyu mumbles something unintelligible in response and promptly falls asleep.
*
In the morning, Mingyu bolts upright from bed and shouts. “Oh my god.”
He successfully dislodges Wonwoo from his shoulder and startles him awake.
“Mwuh?” is all Wonwoo can say to Mingyu as he tries to parse why he’s been shocked awake at what feels like an ungodly hour on their rest day. He squints at Mingyu who’s still sitting down, decides that whatever it is, they can talk about it with his eyes closed and settles himself back into bed.
“We didn’t have sex last night,” Mingyu says in despair.
“You fell asleep, baby.”
“I did a yoga thing and told you we could do it doggy style,” Mingyu groans and falls back into bed. Wonwoo pats at him absentmindedly in comfort. Mingyu makes a high pitched noise. Wonwoo can’t decide if that’s the hangover or his disappointment.
Wonwoo feels Mingyu move and when he talks his voice is muffled, like his face might be covering his hands.
“We finally planned something and I fell asleep on you.”
“It’s okay. We can try again next time.” Wonwoo nuzzles against Mingyu’s ribs. He could use a few more hours of sleep.
“I was so excited.” Wonwoo can tell Mingyu is disappointed. It’s not a full on upset but he opens his eyes anyway and lifts himself up so he can gently pry Mingyu’s hands away from his face. He fits himself over Mingyu and puts Mingyu’s arms around him so they’re holding on to each other.
“Coups and I are gaming later tonight,” he starts. “Call Jeonghan for a night out and then come home to me when you’re ready. You can send me a photo of every drink you have and I’ll tell you when to stop.”
Mingyu looks at him and Wonwoo would like to think that’s adoration in his eyes but he isn’t wearing his glasses so it’s hard to tell. He wants Mingyu happy. That’s all that really matters anyway. He grunts when Mingyu hoists him up so his face is closer to Mingyu’s so he can be kissed. Wonwoo closes his eyes and relaxes into the kiss.
He’s got a good feeling about tonight.