Boy, You've Left Me Speechless
for janella just because
“And now we’re back!” The MC announces, smiling wide at the camera in front of her. The audience hollers as they are shown on the screen behind the MC, some waving and other hiding.
“We are live today at the studio with the hottest and fast-rising group of the year, EXO!” The fangirls’ shrieks raise up a decibel as the boys wave at the camera. They are split into two teams: the Red team consisting of Lu Han, Kris, Chen, Tao, Jongin and Sehun, while the Blue team is represented by Xiumin, Suho, Lay, Chanyeol, Baekhyun and Kyungsoo. “It’s time for our last game of the day, and it will require the participation of every member.”
She beckons all of them to come closer to the narrow buffet table placed on the middle of the stage. The respective teams file into a random line along the edge of it. There’re two small, clear glass bowls at one end of the table, while at the other end are two decks of cards.
“Hey, Sehun,” Lu Han whispers into Sehun’s ear, nudging the younger on the rib with an elbow, “what do you think the game is?”
“I don’t know,” Sehun replies back, breath warming Lu Han’s ear, “But I think I have a feeling what it is.”
“Yeah? What is i--”
“Ok!” The MC claps her manicured fingers together to catch everyone’s attention. “This game very popular in variety shows, especially those that include idols. It is also pretty simple.” She walks towards the end of the table with the decks, and picks one up. “This game is called Pass The Card.” There’s a collective murmur that comes from the crowd.
“What you will do is take one card from the deck, and pass it along until it reaches the member at the other end of the table. He then will deposit the card in the glass bowl. The score will depend on how many cards will be inside that bowl at the end of the game.” She looks at the faces of the men around her, and smirks. “Pretty simple right? But there is a catch! You will have to pass the cards... using your mouths!”
“I knew it!” Sehun hears Baekhyun, who is directly in front of him, hiss. He watches Baekhyun look at the member next to him, and observes how a mischievous glint shines in his eyes as he takes in the view of Kris’ broad back. Sehun knows about Baekhyun’s huge crush on the M leader.
Since Sehun is already at the end of the table, he only has one member that stands beside him. He turns to his left, and almost jumps back when he sees Lu Han looking at him. Sehun knows this game is quite notorious for it’s difficulty, and the high probability of accidentally kissing the person beside you should you fail or release your vacuum on the card’s surface. Not to mention all the indirect kisses that will happen along the way.
Sehun must’ve spoken too soon. To be honest.
Everything was going fine, really. They were leading by some two or three cards, and there’s only ten seconds left on the clock. Sehun’s been doing his best not to balk at the extreme closeness of Lu Han’s face with his whenever he has to suck on the card attached to the older’s lips, or notice the way Lu Han’s cheeks are ridiculously soft and pink from up close. He swears he can count the small freckles sprinkled all over the bridge of Lu Han’s cute nose.
He doesn’t really know how it happened, but it did. It fucking did.
One moment, Sehun is bending his knees down to level his mouth with the centre of the card. Next thing he knows his lips are pressing against something that is, most definitely, not the surface of a playing card.
Sehun’s eyes widen as he looks down, seeing Lu Han’s big eyes looking back up at him, their lips still connected. As fast as it happened Sehun pulls away, staggering back slightly as his hip hits the edge of the table. Lu Han wavers in his place, the flush of his cheeks gradually increasing in opacity as he raises a hand up to cover his mouth.
The audience is shrieking loudly as Sehun tries his best to reign in the fuckhuge influx of feelings rushing in his veins, fighting down the blush creeping up his neck.
Their team ends up winning, the footage of his accidental kiss with Lu Han replayed way too many times for his liking during break returns.
---
“Lu Han, about the kiss,” Sehun brings up when they’re all back at the dorms, everyone currently trying to fit themselves in the living room. Lu Han has been avoiding him the whole way home, sitting as far away from him as possible. Sehun grabs Lu Han’s arm and pretends he doesn’t feel him flinch. “Lu Han, about earlier I--”
“We kissed,” Lu Han says. It was still unbelievable to hear in real life and not in his head, Sehun decides.
“It was my first kiss.”
“I - It,” Lu Han looks down, and rubs his socked toes on living room rug, “it was my first kiss, too.”
“WHAT”
“OH MY GOD”
Collective screams and gasps fill the living room as the other members react towards Lu Han’s confession. This, apparently, changes everything.
“You go, Sehun-ah,” Jongin cheers from behind the couch, waving his phone in the ear, “Go get some!”
Kyungsoo smacks Jongin across the stomach, and shushes the younger as he doubles over and groans in pain. “Be quiet! You’re ruining their moment!”
“You know,” Chen says, massaging a stress ball over his thigh, “you just stole Lu Han’s first kiss. You should take responsibility, Sehun.”
“Wait, what?”
“Chen is right,” Kyungsoo seconds, slapping his hand over Jongin’s back, “Be responsible for this, Sehun-ah. First kisses are supposed to be special, and taken by the person you like very very much.”
“What are you people even trying to say?” Sehun asks, bewildered.
“What we’re trying to say,” Junmyeon starts, putting a hand on Sehun’s tense shoulder, “is that you should commit.”
“Commit... to what?”
“To Lu Han ge!” Tao exclaims. “It’s the least you can do for stealing his first kiss.”
“Wait, I don’t get it. I didn’t even steal his first kiss on purpo--”
“Nope, maknae, shut up.” Baekhyun stands, and pulls Kris up with a hand wrapped around Kris’ arm. “No arguments.” He tightens his grip on the older’s bicep, and Kris clears his throat.
“You two will start dating, and it’s decided.”
“Ok, Duizhang, stop being stupid.”
“No, he’s being practical,” Chanyeol supplies, “I don’t get why you’re being such a girl about this Sehun, I mean, look at Lu Han.”
“Who wouldn’t want to be committed to that face,” Junmyeon compliments, as if his comment will make Sehun see the light.
“Why are we even arguing about this?” Sehun bursts out exasperatedly. “It was just a kis--”
“It was just a kiss to you, Sehun-ah?”
Everyone quiets down at the sound of Lu Han’s soft voice, movements suddenly dying down as Lu Han tilts his chin up to look at Sehun clearly. Sehun swears he can feel his brain cells stop functioning.
“I - what?”
“So that kiss from earlier,” Lu Han swallows, and Sehun watches how the older’s eyes turn glassy, “was nothing to you?”
“I - It was, um I don’t kno - oh my god Lu Han don’t cry!”
“I can’t believe you!” Lu Han explodes, “That was my first kiss and I guarded it with my life and you just take it away? Like that? And you think it’s nothing? Do you know how important it was to me?”
“Lu, wait, oh my god, let me explain.” Sehun comes close and puts his hands on Lu Han’s shoulders, trying to make him look at him.
“Wow, Sehun, way to go breaking people’s feelings,” Xiumin comments, head shaking side to side as he eyes the youngest member.
“Best Jerk Award goes to Oh Sehun!” Jongin announces, flashing his phone, the LED app open to show the words “OH SEJERK” moving in bright neon green.
“Shut up, Jongin,” Sehun bites, shooting a glare at the dancer before going back to making Lu Han stop crying.
“Lu Han, wait I’m sorry,” Sehun runs a hand through his hair, “I - it wasn’t just a kiss to me, ok. Heck, it was my first kiss too! It’s just that... ugh I don’t know. I’m sorry. I was being insensitive and I was wrong. Please stop crying.”
“No, I will not stop, you heartless bastard.”
“What do you want me to do so you can forgive me?”
The room hushes into an unbelievable silence as they await Lu Han’s reply.
“I,” Lu Han says quietly, his voice barely above a whisper as he looks up at Sehun with determination written all over his eyes, “I want you to kiss me again.”
“Ok.” Then, Sehun feels his world stop turning. “Wait. What?”
“You heard him just fine, big boy!” Jongin cajoles, sniggering as he brings out his phone and starts typing something. “Go in for a second smooch!”
“You heard me properly.” Lu Han stands up straight, and wipes at his damp cheeks. “Kiss me again.”
“But, but wait--” Sehun blubbers, looking down at Lu Han incredulously. “In front of the guys - are you even serious--”
“Yes, I am.”
“Xiao Lu, plea--”
“Do you not like me, Sehuna?” Lu Han asks, an adorable crinkle forming between his eyebrows.
“I - I do! Of course I do!” Sehun instantly replies, afraid that if he answered a second too late he’d have dug his grave deeper.
“Then why won’t you kiss me again?”
Sehun rubs his nape frustratedly. There isn’t even any point in arguing. Especially when he actually wants to kiss Lu Han again. The way the older’s lips felt ridiculously hot and soft and tender under his own earlier at the set has him fantasising how much he wants to feel - and maybe taste - them again. Now that an opening has come up, he’s not sure if he wants to grab it or not.
“I - do you really... want me to.. kiss you? Again?”
“That, or I’ll kiss you,” Lu Han shrugs, “either way works.”
“Come on, Sehun, it’s just a kiss - well, second kiss - with the same person. I don’t think it’ll be that different as the first one,” Yixing says calmly, giving his two cents, “It’s not that big of a deal.”
“You’re not helping.” Sehun gives Yixing a withering glance, and Yixing raises up his hands as if to say What?
Sehun turns his attention back to Lu Han, and heaves a heavy sigh. At least get this over with. He’s got nothing to lose anyway. Maybe his second kiss. To the person he lost his first kiss to. Yeah. Sounds about right.
He leans down, bending his back a little to match with Lu Han’s height. He watches as Lu Han seems to start holding his breath as he comes closer, their lips almost touching. Sehun finds himself doing the same, and he’s almost there, he can almost taste the feel of Lu Han’s li--
“Maybe you should add tongue,” Jongin adds pensively, tapping at his phone’s screen while looking at the couple. Sehun straightens himself up, pulling himself away from the almost kiss. The entire room groans almost simultaneously.
Chanyeol throws the balled-up tissue he has in his hands at Jongin’s face. “Jongin. Mood. Learn how to not ruin it.”
“Go on, Sehun, whatever happens you still have to date Lu Han. So, go kiss him again.” Kyungsoo slaps a hand over Jongin’s mouth, and nods at Sehun to continue what he was doing before.
Sehun is mere infinities away from kissing Lu Han - for the second time - when he is interrupted by Lu Han’s small whisper of “Do you want to add tongue?” against Sehun’s descending mouth. Sehun freezes.
“H - hyung!” Sehun flushes. “No!”
“You don’t want to?”
“It’s not that! It’s just.. ugh God what the--”
“You can go rough on me, I don’t mind,” Lu Han stammers, cheeks burning a cute shade of red.
“Xiao Lu.”
“I’m serious, Sehun-ah. I really like you. Like super proper like you.”
“Oh.” And all of a sudden, Sehun feels light. Because he’s not alone in this and “I like you too.” Then again, he adds, “But it’s a little too early in our... uh... relationship to be doing that and it’s only our second kiss, you know. Um.”
Lu Han’s blush deepens. “Ok, Sehun, I understand.” Lu Han darts out his tongue to lick at his plump pink lips, and Sehun feels his last strand of resolve thwack and snap.
He grabs Lu Han by the waist, his other hand coming up to cup at a cheek. Then he’s kissing the living daylights out of Lu Han, his lips warm and tongue lining the seam where Lu Han’s lips meet. Sehun tilts his head a little to the side, and Lu Han gasps as he feels Sehun’s nose brush his cheek. Sehun takes this chance to push his tongue in Lu Han’s mouth.
Sehun french kisses Lu Han like he’s born to do it, and the members watch with mouths hanging open as they take it all in.
“Ok, fuckers, pay up!” Jongin suddenly shouts, jumping up from his seat, fingers wiggling as he accepts 5000 won from each member. “I knew Sehun would give in. Finally!”
“Sometimes, I want to flush your face down the toilet,” Tao mutters bitterly as he hands over the money to Jongin.
“You’re just jealous because you’re 5000 won poorer, and I’m 45000 richer,” Jongin squeals. “This will go to my man sandals fund.”
“Ok, guys, guys, someone stop them,” Junmyeon says, slightly panicky, “Sehun’s pushing Lu Han against the wall.”
“Oh God, look at that tongue go.”
“Looks like Sehun’s getting some tonight.”
“Oh my God, what is Sehun doing to Lu Han’s pants?”
“Kris, interfere! Make them go somewhere private! We have six rooms for a reason!”
“I don’t remember Lu Han owning a pair of deer-print boxers.”
------
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“S - Sehun, wh - wait.” Lu Han gasps as he pulls away, panting against Sehun’s collarbone. The mattress is soft on his back and Sehun’s on top of him, and his heart is hammering against his chest.
“What,” Sehun says amidst the presses of kisses he peppers along Lu Han’s neck.
“I - I don’t know how to have um - do - this.”
Sehun lifts his head up to look at Lu Han, and starts, “I think I kno--”
The locked door suddenly opens and Jongin enters, arms spread wide with a basket in hand, keys in the other. “And this is where Master Kim Jongin comes in!”
“Ok, I have the lube and the condoms and the tissues and I am here to teach you both how to bunny fuck properly! Now strip!”
“Remover the boxers, Sehun, chop chop. Lu Han’s getting cold.”
“... That’s a monster you got, big boy.”
“Jongin, I don’t think... that will - um - fit. It looks like it will hurt.”
“Nah, it’s ok, Lu Han, it will. You can take it.”
“It looks impossible.”
“With proper preparation and intense lubrication - maybe a bottle or two - nothing is impossible!”
)
“And now we’re back!” The MC announces, smiling wide at the camera in front of her. The audience hollers as they are shown on the screen behind the MC, some waving and other hiding.
“We are live today at the studio with the hottest and fast-rising group of the year, EXO!” The fangirls’ shrieks raise up a decibel as the boys wave at the camera. They are split into two teams: the Red team consisting of Lu Han, Kris, Chen, Tao, Jongin and Sehun, while the Blue team is represented by Xiumin, Suho, Lay, Chanyeol, Baekhyun and Kyungsoo. “It’s time for our last game of the day, and it will require the participation of every member.”
She beckons all of them to come closer to the narrow buffet table placed on the middle of the stage. The respective teams file into a random line along the edge of it. There’re two small, clear glass bowls at one end of the table, while at the other end are two decks of cards.
“Hey, Sehun,” Lu Han whispers into Sehun’s ear, nudging the younger on the rib with an elbow, “what do you think the game is?”
“I don’t know,” Sehun replies back, breath warming Lu Han’s ear, “But I think I have a feeling what it is.”
“Yeah? What is i--”
“Ok!” The MC claps her manicured fingers together to catch everyone’s attention. “This game very popular in variety shows, especially those that include idols. It is also pretty simple.” She walks towards the end of the table with the decks, and picks one up. “This game is called Pass The Card.” There’s a collective murmur that comes from the crowd.
“What you will do is take one card from the deck, and pass it along until it reaches the member at the other end of the table. He then will deposit the card in the glass bowl. The score will depend on how many cards will be inside that bowl at the end of the game.” She looks at the faces of the men around her, and smirks. “Pretty simple right? But there is a catch! You will have to pass the cards... using your mouths!”
“I knew it!” Sehun hears Baekhyun, who is directly in front of him, hiss. He watches Baekhyun look at the member next to him, and observes how a mischievous glint shines in his eyes as he takes in the view of Kris’ broad back. Sehun knows about Baekhyun’s huge crush on the M leader.
Since Sehun is already at the end of the table, he only has one member that stands beside him. He turns to his left, and almost jumps back when he sees Lu Han looking at him. Sehun knows this game is quite notorious for it’s difficulty, and the high probability of accidentally kissing the person beside you should you fail or release your vacuum on the card’s surface. Not to mention all the indirect kisses that will happen along the way.
Sehun must’ve spoken too soon. To be honest.
Everything was going fine, really. They were leading by some two or three cards, and there’s only ten seconds left on the clock. Sehun’s been doing his best not to balk at the extreme closeness of Lu Han’s face with his whenever he has to suck on the card attached to the older’s lips, or notice the way Lu Han’s cheeks are ridiculously soft and pink from up close. He swears he can count the small freckles sprinkled all over the bridge of Lu Han’s cute nose.
He doesn’t really know how it happened, but it did. It fucking did.
One moment, Sehun is bending his knees down to level his mouth with the centre of the card. Next thing he knows his lips are pressing against something that is, most definitely, not the surface of a playing card.
Sehun’s eyes widen as he looks down, seeing Lu Han’s big eyes looking back up at him, their lips still connected. As fast as it happened Sehun pulls away, staggering back slightly as his hip hits the edge of the table. Lu Han wavers in his place, the flush of his cheeks gradually increasing in opacity as he raises a hand up to cover his mouth.
The audience is shrieking loudly as Sehun tries his best to reign in the fuckhuge influx of feelings rushing in his veins, fighting down the blush creeping up his neck.
Their team ends up winning, the footage of his accidental kiss with Lu Han replayed way too many times for his liking during break returns.
---
“Lu Han, about the kiss,” Sehun brings up when they’re all back at the dorms, everyone currently trying to fit themselves in the living room. Lu Han has been avoiding him the whole way home, sitting as far away from him as possible. Sehun grabs Lu Han’s arm and pretends he doesn’t feel him flinch. “Lu Han, about earlier I--”
“We kissed,” Lu Han says. It was still unbelievable to hear in real life and not in his head, Sehun decides.
“It was my first kiss.”
“I - It,” Lu Han looks down, and rubs his socked toes on living room rug, “it was my first kiss, too.”
“WHAT”
“OH MY GOD”
Collective screams and gasps fill the living room as the other members react towards Lu Han’s confession. This, apparently, changes everything.
“You go, Sehun-ah,” Jongin cheers from behind the couch, waving his phone in the ear, “Go get some!”
Kyungsoo smacks Jongin across the stomach, and shushes the younger as he doubles over and groans in pain. “Be quiet! You’re ruining their moment!”
“You know,” Chen says, massaging a stress ball over his thigh, “you just stole Lu Han’s first kiss. You should take responsibility, Sehun.”
“Wait, what?”
“Chen is right,” Kyungsoo seconds, slapping his hand over Jongin’s back, “Be responsible for this, Sehun-ah. First kisses are supposed to be special, and taken by the person you like very very much.”
“What are you people even trying to say?” Sehun asks, bewildered.
“What we’re trying to say,” Junmyeon starts, putting a hand on Sehun’s tense shoulder, “is that you should commit.”
“Commit... to what?”
“To Lu Han ge!” Tao exclaims. “It’s the least you can do for stealing his first kiss.”
“Wait, I don’t get it. I didn’t even steal his first kiss on purpo--”
“Nope, maknae, shut up.” Baekhyun stands, and pulls Kris up with a hand wrapped around Kris’ arm. “No arguments.” He tightens his grip on the older’s bicep, and Kris clears his throat.
“You two will start dating, and it’s decided.”
“Ok, Duizhang, stop being stupid.”
“No, he’s being practical,” Chanyeol supplies, “I don’t get why you’re being such a girl about this Sehun, I mean, look at Lu Han.”
“Who wouldn’t want to be committed to that face,” Junmyeon compliments, as if his comment will make Sehun see the light.
“Why are we even arguing about this?” Sehun bursts out exasperatedly. “It was just a kis--”
“It was just a kiss to you, Sehun-ah?”
Everyone quiets down at the sound of Lu Han’s soft voice, movements suddenly dying down as Lu Han tilts his chin up to look at Sehun clearly. Sehun swears he can feel his brain cells stop functioning.
“I - what?”
“So that kiss from earlier,” Lu Han swallows, and Sehun watches how the older’s eyes turn glassy, “was nothing to you?”
“I - It was, um I don’t kno - oh my god Lu Han don’t cry!”
“I can’t believe you!” Lu Han explodes, “That was my first kiss and I guarded it with my life and you just take it away? Like that? And you think it’s nothing? Do you know how important it was to me?”
“Lu, wait, oh my god, let me explain.” Sehun comes close and puts his hands on Lu Han’s shoulders, trying to make him look at him.
“Wow, Sehun, way to go breaking people’s feelings,” Xiumin comments, head shaking side to side as he eyes the youngest member.
“Best Jerk Award goes to Oh Sehun!” Jongin announces, flashing his phone, the LED app open to show the words “OH SEJERK” moving in bright neon green.
“Shut up, Jongin,” Sehun bites, shooting a glare at the dancer before going back to making Lu Han stop crying.
“Lu Han, wait I’m sorry,” Sehun runs a hand through his hair, “I - it wasn’t just a kiss to me, ok. Heck, it was my first kiss too! It’s just that... ugh I don’t know. I’m sorry. I was being insensitive and I was wrong. Please stop crying.”
“No, I will not stop, you heartless bastard.”
“What do you want me to do so you can forgive me?”
The room hushes into an unbelievable silence as they await Lu Han’s reply.
“I,” Lu Han says quietly, his voice barely above a whisper as he looks up at Sehun with determination written all over his eyes, “I want you to kiss me again.”
“Ok.” Then, Sehun feels his world stop turning. “Wait. What?”
“You heard him just fine, big boy!” Jongin cajoles, sniggering as he brings out his phone and starts typing something. “Go in for a second smooch!”
“You heard me properly.” Lu Han stands up straight, and wipes at his damp cheeks. “Kiss me again.”
“But, but wait--” Sehun blubbers, looking down at Lu Han incredulously. “In front of the guys - are you even serious--”
“Yes, I am.”
“Xiao Lu, plea--”
“Do you not like me, Sehuna?” Lu Han asks, an adorable crinkle forming between his eyebrows.
“I - I do! Of course I do!” Sehun instantly replies, afraid that if he answered a second too late he’d have dug his grave deeper.
“Then why won’t you kiss me again?”
Sehun rubs his nape frustratedly. There isn’t even any point in arguing. Especially when he actually wants to kiss Lu Han again. The way the older’s lips felt ridiculously hot and soft and tender under his own earlier at the set has him fantasising how much he wants to feel - and maybe taste - them again. Now that an opening has come up, he’s not sure if he wants to grab it or not.
“I - do you really... want me to.. kiss you? Again?”
“That, or I’ll kiss you,” Lu Han shrugs, “either way works.”
“Come on, Sehun, it’s just a kiss - well, second kiss - with the same person. I don’t think it’ll be that different as the first one,” Yixing says calmly, giving his two cents, “It’s not that big of a deal.”
“You’re not helping.” Sehun gives Yixing a withering glance, and Yixing raises up his hands as if to say What?
Sehun turns his attention back to Lu Han, and heaves a heavy sigh. At least get this over with. He’s got nothing to lose anyway. Maybe his second kiss. To the person he lost his first kiss to. Yeah. Sounds about right.
He leans down, bending his back a little to match with Lu Han’s height. He watches as Lu Han seems to start holding his breath as he comes closer, their lips almost touching. Sehun finds himself doing the same, and he’s almost there, he can almost taste the feel of Lu Han’s li--
“Maybe you should add tongue,” Jongin adds pensively, tapping at his phone’s screen while looking at the couple. Sehun straightens himself up, pulling himself away from the almost kiss. The entire room groans almost simultaneously.
Chanyeol throws the balled-up tissue he has in his hands at Jongin’s face. “Jongin. Mood. Learn how to not ruin it.”
“Go on, Sehun, whatever happens you still have to date Lu Han. So, go kiss him again.” Kyungsoo slaps a hand over Jongin’s mouth, and nods at Sehun to continue what he was doing before.
Sehun is mere infinities away from kissing Lu Han - for the second time - when he is interrupted by Lu Han’s small whisper of “Do you want to add tongue?” against Sehun’s descending mouth. Sehun freezes.
“H - hyung!” Sehun flushes. “No!”
“You don’t want to?”
“It’s not that! It’s just.. ugh God what the--”
“You can go rough on me, I don’t mind,” Lu Han stammers, cheeks burning a cute shade of red.
“Xiao Lu.”
“I’m serious, Sehun-ah. I really like you. Like super proper like you.”
“Oh.” And all of a sudden, Sehun feels light. Because he’s not alone in this and “I like you too.” Then again, he adds, “But it’s a little too early in our... uh... relationship to be doing that and it’s only our second kiss, you know. Um.”
Lu Han’s blush deepens. “Ok, Sehun, I understand.” Lu Han darts out his tongue to lick at his plump pink lips, and Sehun feels his last strand of resolve thwack and snap.
He grabs Lu Han by the waist, his other hand coming up to cup at a cheek. Then he’s kissing the living daylights out of Lu Han, his lips warm and tongue lining the seam where Lu Han’s lips meet. Sehun tilts his head a little to the side, and Lu Han gasps as he feels Sehun’s nose brush his cheek. Sehun takes this chance to push his tongue in Lu Han’s mouth.
Sehun french kisses Lu Han like he’s born to do it, and the members watch with mouths hanging open as they take it all in.
“Ok, fuckers, pay up!” Jongin suddenly shouts, jumping up from his seat, fingers wiggling as he accepts 5000 won from each member. “I knew Sehun would give in. Finally!”
“Sometimes, I want to flush your face down the toilet,” Tao mutters bitterly as he hands over the money to Jongin.
“You’re just jealous because you’re 5000 won poorer, and I’m 45000 richer,” Jongin squeals. “This will go to my man sandals fund.”
“Ok, guys, guys, someone stop them,” Junmyeon says, slightly panicky, “Sehun’s pushing Lu Han against the wall.”
“Oh God, look at that tongue go.”
“Looks like Sehun’s getting some tonight.”
“Oh my God, what is Sehun doing to Lu Han’s pants?”
“Kris, interfere! Make them go somewhere private! We have six rooms for a reason!”
“I don’t remember Lu Han owning a pair of deer-print boxers.”
------
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“S - Sehun, wh - wait.” Lu Han gasps as he pulls away, panting against Sehun’s collarbone. The mattress is soft on his back and Sehun’s on top of him, and his heart is hammering against his chest.
“What,” Sehun says amidst the presses of kisses he peppers along Lu Han’s neck.
“I - I don’t know how to have um - do - this.”
Sehun lifts his head up to look at Lu Han, and starts, “I think I kno--”
The locked door suddenly opens and Jongin enters, arms spread wide with a basket in hand, keys in the other. “And this is where Master Kim Jongin comes in!”
“Ok, I have the lube and the condoms and the tissues and I am here to teach you both how to bunny fuck properly! Now strip!”
“Remover the boxers, Sehun, chop chop. Lu Han’s getting cold.”
“... That’s a monster you got, big boy.”
“Jongin, I don’t think... that will - um - fit. It looks like it will hurt.”
“Nah, it’s ok, Lu Han, it will. You can take it.”
“It looks impossible.”
“With proper preparation and intense lubrication - maybe a bottle or two - nothing is impossible!”
)