Work Text:
The night air was cool and crisp against Shins skin as he sat by the desk next to an open window.
He was fresh out the shower and was exhausted from his earlier football practice which was hours ago—yet his body was still somewhat lazy.
He looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, the time read 01:30. It was well past midnight but Saint was still out, what was he up to? He usually never stayed out this late, especially not without informing his roommate and also best friend.
At first they had separate dorms, having been separated by the rooming system. But after Shins old roommate moved into another individual dormroom, Saint made haste with taking his place—moving in nearly the same day he left.
Shin huffed he, drying his hair using the small towel on his head while scrolling through the unread messages he left Saint.
“Where is this dumbass anyways.” He mumbled under his breath annoyed at the sudden disappearance of him.
All of a sudden there was a loud thud against the door, making Shin nearly jump out his seat and quickly turning to face it.
There there a few seconds of silence—then BOOM.
Another loud thud—this time harder, more aggressive. The door handle rattling with force.
“What the hell?” He jumped mimicking a startled cat and letting the towel fall around his shoulders.
Shin got up, sneaking to the corner of the room and grabbing a broom stick with an iron grip as he deemed it his new sword.
Slowly creeping up to the door as the door and handle rattled while the perpetrator tried to break in.
“Am i about to get fucking robbed?? Fuck!” He whisper shouted as to not let the robber potentially hear “this is NOT how i wanted to die”
“Saint u bastard u will pay for abandoning me!” Shin cursed under his breath.
Without warning the door abruptly flew open, Shin reacting with his arms faster than he did his eyes started bashing the perpetrator.
The door shut as the person shouted for him to stop, both in a panicked frenzy at one another.
“Ow! Stop! Ow, that hurts!”
“Get out of my room u fucking creep!” Shin yelled, hitting without looking. “We don’t have anything for u to rob!”
“What?! I—“
“Chadjens room is down the hall i swear he has better things!”
“What no- Shin its me!” Saint yelled, finally getting Shins attention who finally looked at him and stopped. “Huh? Oh Saint!” He put down the broom.
“Why didn’t u say it was u!”
“Were u about to give up Chadjen for robbery?” He grinned stupidly, laughing at Shins sudden lack of bravery.
“No i wasn’t. U nearly gave me a fucking heart attack!” Shin lightly punched his shoulder. Though the hit had no force behind it, Saint stumbled back, nearly hitting the wall.
Shin quickly grabbed his wrist, holding the heavy body up. “Why are u so?— wait a minute..”
As Shin got closer to his best friend he felt a strong smell—a pungent smell leaking from Saints body and pouring into his nose.
The overwhelming reek of alcohol infused with the aroma of Saints smooth intoxication cologne—that together with the sloppy movements and slurred words, didn’t take long for Shin to realise his roomie was absolutely drunk off his ass.
“Why didn’t u tell me u were going out?” He asked firm as he’s gaze burned into Saint.
“Huh?.. uh i didn’t have time to, it was so sudden..” the taller boy slurred, heavy lidded eyes blinking at a slow pace.
Shin only stared, suddenly slightly annoyed for reasons he himself didn’t quite understand.
He let go of Saints wrist turning to walk away but didn’t get far. He had only taken a few steps before a heavy weight was placed on his back—knees nearly buckling at the at the suddenness.
“Hey what the—“ before he could speak the words caught in his throat, the feeling of two big hands wrapping around his waist and pulling him closer leaving him gagged.
“Saint want are u doing?
“Hmm? Im just hugging u..” he mumbled, letting his head rest on Shins shoulder, as he breathed against his neck.
Shin swallowed the lump in his throat “Stop it, u smell terrible.”
“But u smell so good Naruebet” Saint nuzzled closer into Shins neck, his deep hoarse voice sending bolts of lighting down Shins spine. “Your shampoo smells really good, i just wanna eat u.”
Shins stomach turned, making him jerk away from Saint—unable to handle the way he whispers his name or the heat escaping his mouth and nose as it lands on his sensitive neck.
He stood away from Saint, scratching his nape—a gesture he always does when flustered—as he studied his drunk friend.
“Just, go shower. You’re stinky.” He nearly stumbled on his words, heart rapidly beating.
“But i don’t want to! I just wanna hug u.” Saint complained, whining like a kid who just been denied candy.
Shins stomach twisted, butterflies filling it “U can’t hug me until ur done showering.” he proposed to Saint (though it was less of a proposal and more of an order).
“Nooooo” Saint whined, cheeks puffing in protest like an upset puppy.
The shorter only shook his head, huffing at the cuteness exuding from this grown man infront of him.
He then grabbed Saint, dragging the clumsy, stumbling body into the bathroom.
“Get into the shower.”
“Fine..” the puppy boy accepted, reaching for the hems of his shirt as he started tugging it up—struggling to get it over his head and shoulders.
Shin watched him struggle for just a little longer, entertained by the whole ordeal before helping him. He swiftly pulled off the shirt—putting it at the side of the counter before gently patting down Saints messy hair.
Saint could only stare, watching his best friend with big glossy puppy eyes without saying a single word.
In absolute awe and fascination of the boy in front of him who always took care of him even when he was acting stupid.
He really liked Shin.
In fact he even love him, a secret to no one else than Shin himself.
A moment passed before he finally opened his mouth “i love u Shin.”
Shin stopped, no longer patting down the messy curls but not removing his hand either.
“Huh? Eh Yeah i love u too Saint, we are best friends after all.” He smiled, almost awkwardly.
It wasn’t his first time hearing these words from Saint, but it was a different tone than usual—something in it throwing him off.
“No, Shin.” Saint started again, eyes now prickling as tears threatened “i love u.” His voice cracked.
Shin stood slightly confused “yeah i know. And i love u too, buddy” he emphasised more this time.
Out of nowhere Saint started sinking, legs giving in as he fell to his knees infront of Shin.
Shin unprepared for this got startled “Saint what are u doing?!”
Saint wrapped his arms around Shins waist, burying his face next to his crotch as he let the tears flow.
“Saint?— what the— ARE U CRYING?!” He exclaimed, shocked and concerned as to why Saint was all of a sudden crying and why he was nearly burying his face in his dick.
“GET UP!”
“No! I wanna stay here!”
“You’re getting my shorts all wet with your tears!”
Saint looked up, big brown eyes glistening with fresh tears as he kept crying—snot running down his nose in a comical way.
“Can i suck your dick?” He pouted, sniffling and acting as if he just said the most normal thing u could ever say to your best friend.
“WHAT?!” Shin yelled, face suddenly heating up, absolutely baffled by the situation.
“Please let me, i promise i’ll do a good job” he started crying even more now.
Shin didn’t want to admit it but those words sent a cold shriver through his body down to his cock. Both embarrassed and in shock by Saints behaviour.
“NO U CAN’T SUCK MY DICK!”
“But why?” He whined “i love u, and i love it too, i saw it when i walked in on u that one time u know.” Saint reminded.
Shin gave him a smack on the head with no real force behind it.
“Stop it, get up and go shower. You’re drunk.” He tried to dismiss—trying and failing to ignore the beating drum in his chest.
“But you’re so beautiful P’Shin, i love u so much, i would suck it everyday for u if u let me.”
He tightened the grip around the shorters waist, pulling him even closer—letting the scent of the fresh lavender soap hit him.
Shin watched with eagle eyes, studying Saints every little move. How he nuzzled himself even closer to his crotch, how every breath he took was so deep and intimate—as if trying to inhale Shin’s very being.
Despite his mouth telling the other to get off him, his body betrayed him miserably as his shorts felt tighter.
He watched as Saint wiped his face, cheeks pink and glossy eyes, this combined with the messy hair had Shin rethinking their whole friendship.
Something he honestly had been doing more often these days.
“So?” Saints hands traveled up Shins waist, caressing it slowly—sensually as his big hands enveloped the tiny waist even more.
“Will u let me?” He hummed with half lidded seductive eyes.
And what was Shin supposed to do? Decline the offer he had imagined and dreamt about for years?
He was just a man after all.
A weak, stupid man.
His hand still hadn’t left Saints fluffy hair, if anything the grip only got slightly stronger. Eyes staring down at Saint in a silent approval—and since Saint was a certified Shin mind reader, he knew immediately what he wanted.
And he was ready to give it.
Saint wasted no time pulling down the barrier of clothing that stood between him and his prize—staring in awe when it whipped out in front of him.
Licking his lips in hunger as he leaned in, lazily dragging his tongue across the tip—giving slow licks from the tip and all the way down to the shaft and up again.
Heat grew in Shins stomach, the foreign feeling of Saints soft tongue making his entire body shudder.
It didn’t take Saint long to take his entire length in his mouth, eyes glued on Shin as he swallowed him whole. A breathy moan escaped the other’s mouth, lip catching between his teeth in an attempt to keep composure but it was too late for that as soon as Saint started moving up and down.
Bobbing his head on Shins length causing him the lose his breath at the feeling—grabbing more of Saints hair as he threw his head back.
“Fuck Saint” he moaned.
The earlier crisp and cold air was now completely opposite—hot and dangerous, in a position that two friends should never be caught in.
But Saint didn’t want to stop, not when he could feel Shin slowly grinding his hips, thrusting further into his mouth for friction. And Shin couldn’t stop either when Saint had begged him so nicely on his knees, looking up at him with those adorable puppy eyes that now resembled a hungry wolf more than anything.
Shin moans louder, pushing Saints head further as he chases his release.
“Saint, you feel so good.” He mumbles, voice shaky because of the overwhelming feeling. The way Saints tongue runs down his dick and his wet mouth eats him whole.
Shin was utterly undone and ready to explode.
The praise from Shin traveled directly past Saints heart and down to his twitching dick. The sound of the shorters deep breaths and shaky moans making Saint proud but also incredibly turned on.
So he quickened his pace, sucking as if he had done it multiple times in his life when in reality this was the only person he would ever do this for.
Gripping the slender waist in front of him for support while his head was used as a toy for Shin.
“Saint..” Shin breathed heavily “Saint I’m about to” he couldn’t finish the sentence before his hips locked in.
Shins free hand grasped for the edge of the counter, letting out a strangled moan as he spilled into deep Saints throat.
The puppy boy simply swallowed the wet stickiness, using his tongue to lick clean the residue off Shins dick.
“Yummy” he got up, a sloppy grin on his face.
“Shut up” Shin grumbled, ears burning red and a flush settling across his cheeks.
“You’re so cute when u pretend to be upset.” Saint smirked, hands resting on either side of the counter before leaning in and licking Shins soft pink lips.
Shin is caught off guard, as wide—threatening to pop out.
“Let’s shower together P’Shin” Saint whispered, voice dark and hoarse.
Shin stunned by the lick and then sudden honorifics only blinked, flustered while Saint pulled off his Shirt for him.
Without realising it they were now both naked and Saint was dragging Shin into the shower. Unbothered by the fact the Shin had already showered.
Then water turned on, cool drops hit their Skin in a refreshing manner.
Shin who was the only one in his real right mind was the only one who also could feel embarrassed.
This was the first time for any of this.
It’s not that he didn’t like it—infact he loved it, but he couldn’t help but think about how unreal it felt.
So he slapped himself across the cheek.
Maybe he had fallen asleep waiting for Saint and was having a wet dream again.
Which happens more than u can imagine.
“Why are u slapping yourself?!” Saint gasped.
“Nothing.. was just checking if this was a dream.” He shrugged.
Saint smiled, the soft smile slowly twisting into a devilish one as his soap lathered hands started moving along the olders body. “Why? Do u dream about me a lot?”
“None of your business” he whipped his head away, feeling his skin burn under Saints intense gaze. Biting his lip at the feeling of those strong hands on him.
“It’s okay, I’ll show u it isn’t a dream” Saint started, “I’ll prove my love for u P’Shin” and with that Saint kissed him, pushing him against the wall as their lips messily found each other.
Saint didn’t lie nor hold back, he made sure to show every inch of Shins body how much he loved it for the rest of the night.