Everytime I See You (3/3)
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The next couple of weeks go by much like the first week since Jongdae met Minseok. They continue to meet at the cafe after classes and Minseok is usually the first one to leave. They message each other often, learning more and more details about each other, which makes Jongdae overly happy. Yet that's all that happens. Thanks to university, Jongdae is riddled with assignments and projects. He has no real time to go out to Minseok’s club or anywhere for that matter. He’s starting to feel like shit with how many times Minseok has invited him out and he's had to decline. He's worried that Minseok will think he doesn't want to spend time with him and that's not the case at all. Jongdae does what he does best and decides to whine at Kyungsoo through messages.
[Dae]: Soo, what if he ends up hating me?? (ಥ_ಥ)
[Soo]: If he doesn't, I will. This is the seventh time you've said that in the past two days, Jongdae.
[Dae]: i’m just worried, Soo. (╥_╥) i'm so busy with my uni stuff, I keep having to turn him down. what if he gives up and finds someone else?
[Soo]: How many times have you told him you can't go out?
[Dae]: …eight times, including today? why?
[Soo]: If he didn't stop after the fourth time, then I think you're fine. You gotta have faith.
[Dae]: ok, George Michael.
[Soo]: -_-
[Dae]: omg, Soo is using emoticons, the end is nigh!
[Soo]: I hate you. Go study and stop whining or do something about it.
[Dae]: i love you too. ￣ 3￣
Jongdae sighs into his pillow, it's a Tuesday night so there's no way he can just ditch studying to go to the club. He can't go out this weekend either, he has two papers due next week and it's going to take up his whole weekend just to get it done. Kyungsoo’s words run through his head over and over. Go study...Do something about it...Study...Do something about it! Jongdae jolts up, if there was a light bulb above his head right now it would be too bright to look at. He quickly messages Kyungsoo.
[Dae]: you're a genius, Soo! thank you! >3<
[Soo]: ?????????
Jongdae doesn't bother responding to Kyungsoo, instead he pulls up his messages with Minseok and implements his plan before he can chicken out.
[Dae]: Hey, do you wanna come over this weekend to study??
[Minseok]: Sure. :)
Jongdae does not squeal. He just makes a noise that might be mistaken for a squeal. He switches over to his messages with Baekhyun, because he needs to see when he'll have the apartment free.
[Dae]: do you have plans this weekend?
[Baek]: i was going to hangout with Jongin… why?
[Dae]: is there any way you can avoid the apartment on Saturday as much as possible???
[Baek]: maybe. why? ʘ‿ʘ
[Dae]: study date with Minseok. (✿´‿`)
[Baek]: well if that's the case then yes, because that means you'll stop whining about turning him down constantly
[Dae]: i don't whine
[Baek]: i never took you for a liar, Dae
[Dae]: i don't know what you're talking about
Jongdae confirms the date with Minseok and looks at the neglected book lying next to him on the bed. He only meant to take a short study break, but it turned into a long one. Now that he has something to look forward to this weekend, Jongdae decides to go back to studying with vigor. He's determined to get a lot done before Saturday, the more he has done the more he can be distracted by Minseok.
Even with their study date, Minseok and him continue to meet up at the cafe and talk. In hindsight, they could've taken this time at the cafe to be studying, but Jongdae likes that they can unwind together. Minseok seems to enjoy it too, because he always appears to look regretful when he has to leave for work.
Before Jongdae knows it, Saturday is here and he's running around the apartment like a madman, trying to clean it up so they don't look like slobs. Baekhyun is sitting on the couch, looking at him in amusement over his bowl of cereal.
“You've cleaned that spot twice, Dae.”
Jongdae looks down at his hands that are hovering over the second shelf of their TV stand. Baekhyun’s right, he remembers cleaning that earlier. “I'm just trying to make sure it stays clean.”
Baekhyun shakes his head. “It didn't get dirty in the last 20 minutes, I promise.”
Jongdae moves to the coffee table, wiping it down instead. Minseok isn't coming over until one o'clock, another 3 hours from now, but Jongdae wants everything clean before then so he's not rushing last minute. He's already cleaned the most problematic areas, his bathroom and the kitchen.
Jongdae slumps down onto the couch when he finally deems the apartment acceptable an hour later. Baekhyun even washed his bowl after he was done with his cereal, so there was nothing else for Jongdae to do.
Baekhyun pads his way back into the living room, already dressed to go out with Jongin for today. When he sits next to Jongdae, Jongdae can't help but lean against him. “When is Jongin coming to get you?” They had agreed that Baekhyun would leave his car with Jongdae, just in case, so Jongin is picking him up
Jongdae can feel Baekhyun’s shoulder shift as he speaks. “In another half hour. You gonna be okay without me?”
Jongdae nods, his ear still pressed to Baekhyun’s bony shoulder. “If you stay, you'd probably try to embarrass me, so I'm good.”
This time Baekhyun’s shoulder jostles Jongdae’s head as he laughs, a loud rumble vibrating in Jongdae’s ear. “True.”
They sit like that until Jongin arrives. Jongdae bemoans the loss of a warm, comforting presence next to him, but gladly bids Baekhyun and Jongin a good day as they leave.
Jongdae almost falls asleep before Minseok shows up. He's dozing when a knock on the apartment door makes him jolt up and off the couch. He strides over to the door, checking for drool in the mirror next to it, and opens the door with a shy smile. “Hey.”
Minseok answers with his own smile and a quiet “Hey”.
Minseok usually is dressed up when Jongdae sees him. Button up shirts, slacks, hair styled. Today is different. Minseok is wearing a simple black shirt with a random design and blue jeans hugging his thighs. Jongdae tries not to let his eyes linger on that last bit and gestures for Minseok to come inside. “Come on in. Make yourself at home.”
“Thanks.” Minseok squeezes by and Jongdae keeps himself from groaning with how good Minseok smells today. They always meet at the cafe, so the scent of coffee is a lot stronger than the spicy scent Jongdae just got a whiff of.
Jongdae follows Minseok and watches as he looks around the living room. “Do you want anything to drink? I have water, coffee, tea, orange juice?”
“Water, please.” Minseok looks away from a picture of Jongdae and Baekhyun on the wall and smiles appreciatively.
Jongdae makes his way to the kitchen, hearing a loud thump from where Minseok has dropped his backpack on the floor, and grabs two water bottles from the fridge.
Minseok is looking at more of the pictures on their wall when Jongdae comes back and hands him a bottle. “Who is this?”
Jongdae leans forwards to see who Minseok is pointing at. “Oh, Baekhyun. My roommate. He's out right now.”
Minseok hums. “You two seem really close.”
Jongdae smiles at the picture. Baekhyun had jumped on Jongdae’s back after their graduation ceremony and flashed a peace sign while Jongdae was trying to recover from the extra weight. “Yeah, we are. We met in high school.”
Minseok moves to another picture. This time it's Jongdae with his arm wrapped around Kyungsoo’s shoulders, leaning in obnoxiously while make a peace sign. It was from Jongdae’s 14th birthday party, a fond memory because he got to put cake in Kyungsoo’s face after the picture. “Wow, young Jongdae. Who is this?”
Jongdae grins this time. “That was on my 14th birthday and that's my best friend, Kyungsoo. We've known each other since elementary school.”
Jongdae can only describe the look on Minseok’s face as fond and it makes his chest feel tight. Before he can let himself get carried away, he gestures towards the coffee table. “Ready to study? I say we study until dinner time, than we can order takeout and watch a movie or something.”
Minseok nods his head, making his way to his backpack. “Sounds good to me.”
Jongdae situates himself on the floor between the couch and the coffee table, his study materials are already neatly stacked on the table. Minseok joins him and Jongdae tries to ignore how Minseok’s knee is pressed into his.
Minseok pulls out a textbook and looks over at Jongdae’s pile. “What class are you working on today?”
Jongdae looks at his own pile too and sighs. “Western Music History. What about you?”
“Market Research.” Minseok is frowning and it's totally not cute.
Instead of cooing, Jongdae raises his eyebrows in surprise. “Still?”
Minseok opens his book slowly, still frowning. It's clear that he wants to be doing anything but looking at that book. “Unfortunately. This class is giving me hell.”
Jongdae makes a noise of understanding and decides to stop asking questions so they can both get a lot done before dinner.
For the most part, they work in silence. It's almost calming to study with someone else. Almost, because Jongdae is hyper-aware of the smallest of touches between him and Minseok. Their arms and legs keep making contact and Jongdae is slowly becoming frustrated. It doesn't seem like Minseok is bothered at all. He had brought out a pair glasses shortly after they started and Jongdae swears Minseok is trying to sabotage him. Jongdae is pretty sure Minseok looks hot in just about anything, but the glasses are too much for Jongdae to handle. They bump shoulders and Jongdae swallows down any sound of frustration that could possibly escape. Focus, focus, focus.
Somehow Jongdae manages to make some progress before dinner time and he's grateful for what he has gotten done. He looks at the time on his phone and promptly closes his book. “Ok, it's time to order some food and relax!”
Minseok groans, closing his own book, before collapsing against Jongdae dramatically. “I thought it would never end. I'm starving.”
Jongdae chuckles, pushing at Minseok playfully, and completely ignores the way his heart is pounding at the sudden contact. “So dramatic. What do you want to eat? I'll pay.”
Minseok is still leaning on him, Jongdae’s push was clearly ineffective, and puts a finger to his chin in thought. “Hmm…Fried Chicken!”
Jongdae chuckles at the excitement in Minseok’s eyes when he says it and Minseok grins. Jongdae gets up to get the delivery brochure from the kitchen. He's almost sad that he had to separate from Minseok, but he's starving and food needs to be ordered.
Once he's done ordering and paying over the phone, he makes his way back to the living room. Minseok has already moved to the couch, flipping through the TV channels. Jongdae hesitates, not sure if he can reinitiate contact, but throws all caution to the wind and plops down next to Minseok. Jongdae tries to look as nonchalant as possible, only looking at Minseok through his peripheral. He can see the hint of a smile on the corner of Minseok’s mouth and takes it as a good sign.
Minseok is still changing channels, trying to find them something to watch. “Do you want to start a movie before the food gets here or after?”
Jongdae thinks for a second before replying, “After. That way we're not pausing in the middle.”
Minseok agrees and leaves the TV on some random channel, shifting a little to look at Jongdae. It's clear that Minseok isn't interested in the TV at all, so Jongdae drops all pretense and moves to look at Minseok too. “What's up?”
Minseok glances away, staring at the TV for a second before coming back to Jongdae with a small smile. “Nothing. I'm glad you invited me over. It's nice to study with someone else.”
Jongdae nods. “Same here. I'm glad you came.”
Minseok tilts his head to the side, resting it against the couch, and looks over at the pictures this time. “So where is your roommate at? I'm not keeping him from coming home, am I?”
Jongdae finds it cute how Minseok looks worried that he's inconveniencing Baekhyun. “No, you're fine. He's out with his, maybe, boyfriend. You know him, Jongin.”
“Jonginnie?” Minseok looks surprised, a quiet laugh leaving his lips. “Huh, what a small world.”
Jongdae laughs a little too, because it honestly is a small world. “Yeah. We would've met somehow, eventually.”
“I'm glad you didn't wait for that to happen.” Minseok’s soft shy smile is doing weird things to Jongdae, like give him hope and making his face heat up.
The moment is interrupted by a loud knock on the apartment door and Jongdae, regretfully, gets up to answer it. Seeing as he already paid, it's a quick exchange and Jongdae is walking back to the living room with delicious-smelling chicken in no time.
Jongdae lets Minseok pick the movie, which turns out to be The Ring, and settles back on the floor to begin digging in. They watch most of the movie in silence, mouths simply too busy savoring the food. Jongdae does note that Minseok doesn't seem bothered by the movie, he hasn't jumped once. It's a nice change from what he's used to, Baekhyun gets scared so easily and has no qualms with using Jongdae as a shield.
When they're done with the food, they move back onto the couch to watch the rest of the movie comfortably. Jongdae grumbles quietly, rubbing at his stomach. He's so full and he feels so sleepy. He wants to use Minseok’s lap as pillow, but he's pretty sure that is not an option so early in their friendship. Jongdae leans against him instead, seeing as Minseok had done the same earlier. It's safe territory as long as Jongdae doesn't fall asleep on him.
At least, it would've been safe territory if Jongdae had actually stayed awake. The next time Jongdae opens his eyes, his head is resting on a very nice toned shoulder and he's too busy internally freaking out to truly appreciate it. Slowly but surely, Jongdae sits up and looks over at Minseok, scared to see if his temporary pillow is awake. Minseok looks entirely too amused and Jongdae wants to crawl in a hole and die. His mouth feels like cotton and his brain feels like he's tipsy, but he still slurs out, “I'm so sorry. Please tell me I didn't drool on you.”
Minseok’s grin is gentle. “Surprisingly no, but if you had it would've been okay. Don't worry about it, you were obviously tired.”
Jongdae groans, throwing his head back against the couch. He can't believe he managed to fall asleep on the guy he might have a crush on.
“It's fine. Really, Jongdae. I know it's not because I'm boring.” Minseok pats him on the thigh, just the briefest of touch.
Jongdae huffs out a laugh and looks over at Minseok who is still grinning. “You're pretty confident about that for someone who said they were boring the first time we talked.”
“Did I say that?” Minseok tilts his head, pretending to think. “Nah, I think you're getting senile. Might wanna get that checked out.” Minseok is smirking now. It's making Jongdae’s stomach flip flop, along with this playful banter.
“What? You're older than me,” Jongdae whines. “If anyone is senile, it's you, old man.”
Minseok laughs and gives him a pointed look. “I'm not the one falling asleep on people, though.”
Jongdae sputters, “Yah, that's not fair!”
They both start laughing and Jongdae doesn't mean to lean into Minseok during it. If someone asked him about it, he'd totally deny it anyway. He just can't get enough of Minseok’s scent or body heat and this is as close as he can get without seeming suspicious. Jongdae is normally a very touchy person anyway, but he doesn't know where he stands with Minseok, at the moment. He doesn't know Minseok’s boundaries, what he's comfortable with. So, for now, he's playing it safe.
Minseok lets out a sigh. “I guess I better head home. It's getting late.”
He knows this is completely reasonable, but he can't help but feel a little disappointed. “Oh, okay. Yeah, you're right.”
Clearly Minseok feels the same way, regret lingers on his face but soon he's giving Jongdae that sweet gummy smile. “I had fun, though. We should do this more often.”
Jongdae nods, returning Minseok’s smile with his own. He walks Minseok to the apartment door once he’s gathered his backpack up. “And when exams are done, we can actually go out and do something too.”
Minseok is standing outside the door by now, looking at Jongdae with an emotion he can't read. “Definitely. Well, goodnight, Jongdae.”
“Night, Minseok. Let me know when you get home so I know you made it safely.”
Minseok nods his head and waves, which Jongdae returns, and makes his way down the stairs to the parking lot. Jongdae shuts the door once he loses sight of Minseok and pads over to the couch to collapse on it.
He's, quite frankly, exhausted. Even though he's glad that Minseok came over and they had fun, he's also glad that he can finally just become a puddle of goo on the couch without worrying about making a bad impression.
He hasn't had a crush on someone since Junmyeon and that wasn't nearly as tiring and nerve-racking as this. He's not even sure how he's managed to become so infatuated so easily. Baekhyun likes to joke lately that it's their biological clock going off, but Jongdae is pretty sure that's not how it works. If it is, then it's only fitting that Baekhyun is the first one to fall so hard. He is older, afterall.
Speaking of Baekhyun, Jongdae quickly messages him to tell him the apartment is clear. Jongdae is pretty sure that Baekhyun won't come home tonight, but he lets him know just in case.
With that done, Jongdae reluctantly moves off the couch and makes his way to his room. He's in the middle of peeling off his pants when Minseok messages him and he doesn't even bother finishing. Standing with his pants around his knees, he looks at his phone with a smile.
[Minseok]: I made it home safely. I hope you didn't pass out on the couch already.
[Minseok]: I really enjoyed today. Let's do this more often.
[Dae]: I almost did, haha. And me too. How about next Saturday?
[Minseok]: You were pretty tired, it wouldn't have surprised me, lol. How about Friday? I usually work Saturdays, today was just a rare occasion.
[Dae]: Friday is good for me. Thanks for spending your rare Saturday off with me. (*^﹏^*)
[Minseok]: It was my pleasure. :) I'll see you Monday then. I think we both need some sleep.
[Dae]: Yeah, of course. Night! ☆＼(^ω^＼)
[Minseok]: Sleep well. Night. ^^
Jongdae sighs dreamily and finishes pulling off his pants. His sheets are cold against his skin when he slips into his bed, but he doesn't mind it when his whole body feels a little flushed. He really can't wait for his exams to be over. He'll finally be able to hangout with Minseok properly and maybe things will go more smoothly. Jongdae lets that hope settle in his chest as he drifts off into sleep.
The next several weeks is seen with more Minseok. Fridays become their study nights and they head to Jongdae’s apartment right after their stop at the cafe. Occasionally Baekhyun will join them to study, but usually leaves once they put on a movie. Minseok looks amused every time Baekhyun excuses himself and Jongdae really hopes it's not too obvious that Baekhyun is just trying to give them alone time.
Either way, Jongdae relishes in their developing closeness. He's even gotten bolder with his touching and will fullout rest his leg between Minseok’s thighs while they watch movies. Minseok doesn't seem to mind at all and will sometimes absently trace the seam of Jongdae’s jeans while they watch whatever movie is on. When that happens, Jongdae can't even focus on the movie. All of his attention is on the fingers on the inside of his thigh and he could care less if some guy made the mistake of following that weird noise into a dark room.
Despite the weekly movie sessions, Jongdae is extremely prepared for his exams. All of his essays are done and, surprisingly, he's the one that wrote them. He does have Kyungsoo look over them though. Once they get the Kyungsoo Stamp of Approval, Jongdae turns them in and continues to study for his exams.
Minseok gets busy too, barely able to respond to messages which he constantly apologizes to Jongdae for. He's even had to miss a couple of cafe days, telling Jongdae in advance so that Jongdae isn't left waiting. Jongdae is impatient for winter break to get here, because being at the cafe by himself is just not the same anymore.
When exams week finally comes Jongdae is anxious yet also extremely happy.
“The end is in sight, Soo!” Jongdae is shelving books in the same section Kyungsoo is hovering in.
Kyungsoo shoots him a dirty look, probably because of Jongdae’s loud voice, and goes back to looking at a shelf of books on vocal techniques. “That may be so, Jongdae, but we still have to survive the week.” He finally picks a book and walks away, clearly not up to entertaining Jongdae in the least.
Today is Jongdae’s last day as a library assistant and he can't help but have a spring in his step. Starting tomorrow he'll have time in between classes to study more or possibly take a nice long nap. He's just glad he got all of his hours and then some.
Jongdae has four exams in total. He's taking his Music Theory exam today after he finishes his hours for the library. Tomorrow is his exam for Aural Skills, Wednesday is Western Music History, and Thursday is Diction. Which leaves his Friday completely free and he wants nothing more than to keep his routine of seeing Minseok that day.
Jongdae neglects his library duties to check his phone for messages. Surely enough he has a couple from Baekhyun.
[Baek]: hey wanna go out friday night?
[Baek]: daaaaeeeee, answer me.
[Baek]: whatever, we're going out whether you like it or not. jongin is coming too. invite minseok.
Jongdae snorts at the messages, Baekhyun is probably sneak messaging in class. He knew Baekhyun would want to go out, even though he already went out way more than Jongdae has recently.
[Dae]: okay, I'll go. and duh, I'm gonna invite Minseok. I'm not being a third wheel.
Jongdae switches to his messages with Minseok.
[Dae]: Hey, wanna go out with me, Baek, and Jongin on Friday? ●ω●
[Minseok]: Sure, where to?
[Dae]: Your club!
[Minseok]: Oh, cool! Yeah, let's go. Wouldn't want you to be a third wheel, lol.
[Dae]: It's like you can read my mind.
[Minseok]: Maybe I can?
Jongdae smiles before pocketing his phone. Now he has even more to look forward to on Friday. Quietly humming, Jongdae gets back to shelving the neglected books in his cart.
Friday comes quicker than Jongdae expects it. All of his exams are done and he won't get his grades until next week. He wakes up to a chipper Baekhyun, undoubtedly excited about being done with exams but also about tonight.
“Dae~” Baekhyun calls out, the smell of coffee and food coming through his bedroom door. “Breakfast~ Rise and shine! We're officially free for the next four weeks!”
Jongdae groans into his pillow. It might be ten in the morning, but it's honestly too early for Jongdae or the end of the world. Crawling out of bed, Jongdae hops in the shower real quick to maybe wake himself up. It helps a little bit, but he's still not prepared for the sight in front of him when he walks to the kitchen.
Baekhyun is singing at the stove, his hips swaying as he's cooking. There's already a stack of pancakes on the table and bacon on the counter next to the stove.
“Are you dying?” Jongdae asks as he slides into his usual chair, eyeing the pancakes suspiciously.
“What? No? Why would you think that?” Baekhyun is still cooking what Jongdae assumes is eggs.
“You're cooking, singing, and dancing at ten in the morning on a Friday.” Jongdae gives him a flat look even if he can't see it. Jongdae hopes he can feel it, at least.
Baekhyun spins around with a smile. “I'm just happy, Dae. No more classes and we're going out tonight. Jongin is picking me up in a little bit for a lunch date too.”
Jongdae hums and grabs himself a plate and some pancakes. “Fair enough. Thanks for the food.”
Baekhyun brings the eggs and bacon to the table and they both chow down. It's not like they can eat like this every morning. He's just glad Baekhyun is decent at cooking.
Baekhyun leaves shortly after, promising to be home before dinner. Jongdae has his own plans too. Minseok had agreed to keeping up their normal cafe visits, despite having no real reason to go in that direction. It's not for another few hours, so Jongdae does what he does best and becomes a couch potato for the remainder of the morning. It's so refreshing to just be able to sprawl out on the couch and not have to worry about deadlines or getting to class on time. Now he can focus on Minseok and learning more about him. As if on cue, his phone goes off with a message from Minseok.
[Minseok]: You awake?
[Dae]: Unfortunately, Baekhyun woke me up with singing and breakfast. ￣︿￣
[Minseok]: Haha, I wish I had a roommate who did that. Well, the cooking anyway. Taozi does plenty of singing already.
Jongdae chuckles. He's heard stories about Zitao from Minseok after finding out that they were not only friends but roommates too.
[Dae]: Lol. You can have Baekhyun. I wouldn't mind a younger roommate who likes cuddling.
[Minseok]: I'll have to pass. I remember the stories you've told me.
[Dae]: ￣﹏￣
[Minseok]: We're still meeting up at the cafe, right?
[Dae]: Of course!!
[Minseok]: Okay. :) I'll see you in two hours then.
[Dae]: Yep!
Jongdae can't help grinning at his phone. If Baekhyun was here, he'd be making fun of Jongdae without a doubt. He's not here though, so Jongdae is free to fully express his joy with how much things have changed in the past several weeks. Not only is he friends with Minseok, but they seem to be getting closer and closer lately and it's making Jongdae a little crazy.
[Dae]: Soo~ I think I really like Minseok
[Soo]: No shit.
[Dae]: i don't know what to do about it, Soo ︶︿︶
[Soo]: Make a move like I've been telling you this whole time.
[Dae]: but what if he rejects me? (;ω;)
[Soo]: I don't think you have anything to worry about. When have I ever been wrong?
[Dae]: when you were still denying that Junmyeon liked you
[Soo]: Other than that, ass. Anyway, that’s a perfect example for your situation. Stop being in denial.
Jongdae thinks that Kyungsoo is oversimplifying the issue. Kyungsoo and Junmyeon had known each other for a bit before they started dating. If Kyungsoo really wanted to compare, then Jongdae has barely known Minseok at all. There's no way for him to be really sure.
Two hours later and it's finally time for Jongdae to go meet Minseok at the cafe, so he throws on some jeans, a soft cream sweater, his shoes, and a jacket. It's not terribly cold today, so he's not too worried about a scarf or gloves. He does, however, try to get there quickly so that he's not out in the cold for longer than necessary.
When he enters the cafe, Minseok is already at their table with both of their drinks. Jongdae can't help but smile when he gets to the table. “I hope you weren't waiting too long. Thanks for the drink.”
Minseok shakes his head, awarding Jongdae with a gummy smile. “No, it's just been a few minutes and don't mention it. You can get mine next time, if you want.”
“Ah, I see how it is.” Jongdae laughs quietly, wrapping his hands around the hot cup to warm up his fingers.
Minseok takes a sip of his cappuccino before tilting his head and staring at Jongdae. Jongdae is pretty sure his blush is visible, but hopes Minseok will mistake it for him just coming in from the cold. Minseok smiles shyly, gazing down at his drink and unknowingly giving Jongdae a small reprieve. “I'm looking forward to tonight. We can finally go out and have some fun.”
“Are you saying I'm not normally fun?” Jongdae does his award-winning pout, wondering if Minseok will fall for his act.
Minseok snorts and shakes his head. “Don't you dare pull that on me, you know what I meant.”
Jongdae clearly is losing his touch or maybe Minseok is used to it like Kyungsoo. Either way, Jongdae chuckles, completely dropping the act. “Fine, fine.”
They sit in silence for a little bit, sipping their drinks and just enjoying the calm of the cafe and the stress free day.
It's Jongdae that breaks the silence with a question that he hasn't really had the chance to ask since they first met. “Hey, Minseok, what happened with your friend?”
Minseok looks up at Jongdae, confusion is written all over his face. “Huh?”
Jongdae shifts in his seat, wondering if he should just drop it, but decides to push forward. “Your friend. The one you used to come here with all of the time before I met you.”
Understanding replaces the confusion and Minseok furrows his brows, looking at his drink instead of at Jongdae.
Jongdae thinks that maybe he hit a nerve and rushes to amend the situation. “You don't have to tell me if it makes you uncomfortable. Just forget I said anything.”
Minseok shakes his head and looks up to give Jongdae an apologetic smile. “No, it's okay. I'm not uncomfortable, but more surprised. It's been awhile since I thought about it.”
Jongdae regrets. “Ah, I'm sorry for reminding you.”
Minseok shakes his head again. “It’s fine. Really. Anyway, I'll tell you.” Minseok takes a few minutes to speak again, probably trying to get everything straightened out in his head. “Well… My friend, you see, was actually my boyfriend.” Minseok looks at Jongdae, searching for a reaction. Jongdae tries to look as reassuring as possible. It seems to satisfy Minseok because he continues. “His name is Luhan and he dumped me after getting a scholarship to play soccer somewhere far away.”
Jongdae makes a noise in the back of his throat, surprised at this new information. He doesn't know what to say, but he wants Minseok to continue.
“It was in January, so a bit before we met. I met him freshman year, so three years ago. Played on the team together until I quit about a year and a half ago, attached at the hip kind of thing. It hurt to say the least. I can't blame him though. Who knew when we would've seen each other again. Now that I think about it, it was really for the best.” Minseok shrugs a little, the tips of lips quirking in a barely there smile.
Jongdae isn't sure what to say, doesn't know what would be an appropriate response, so he settles for a lame “I'm sorry”.
Minseok perks up, smiling a little wider. “No need to apologize. I'm over it, honestly.”
“If you say so.” Jongdae smiles, nudging his foot against Minseok’s leg, trying to provide a little comfort. Minseok responds by trapping Jongdae’s foot between his legs and they both end up chuckling. “I have one more question. Why did you disappear the week before I first talked to you?”
Minseok thinks for a minute, before it dawns on him. “Ah, yeah, that. Luhan flew out that Monday and I just kind of got sick and tired of moping here so I stayed away.”
“Ah, okay. That makes sense.” Jongdae is glad that the mystery is solved and decides to drop the serious talk.
They make small talk for the rest of the hour. Drinking their drinks and just being lost in their own little world. Minseok is the one to leave first, as usual even if it's reluctantly. He's got some errands to do before they go out tonight, but he promises to message Jongdae.
Jongdae leaves too, making his way to the apartment with a hurried stride. When he gets inside, he notices that Baekhyun and Jongin are already back. Thankfully they're sitting innocently on the couch with some takeout on the table in front of them.
Baekhyun looks back over the couch at him ,waving a little. “Welcome back, Dae. Come grab some food. You need to eat before we go out. Drinking on an empty stomach is asking for trouble.”
Jongdae peels his jacket off and hangs it up with a snort. “Yes, mother.”
“It's not my fault you're a lightweight.” Baekhyun sneers at him while Jongin laughs at how affronted Baekhyun is acting at being called mother.
Jongdae doesn't bother responding, because Baekhyun is right. He is a lightweight due to rarely going out to drink. So instead he heeds Baekhyun’s advice and digs into the food on the table, answering messages while stuffing his face.
[Soo]: You and Minseok are gross.
[Dae]: ??????
[Soo]: Me and Junmyeon saw you at the cafe.
[Dae]: what? i didn't see you at all. why didn't you come say hi?
[Soo]: You didn't see us because you were lost in your own world aka Minseok. Also I didn't want to interrupt your conversation, it looked pretty serious.
[Dae]: ah yeah… he told me about his ex-boyfriend.
[Soo]: So he is gay or at least swings that way. How'd that go?
[Dae]: it was okay. i was the one who asked and he told me.
[Soo]: Hm, now you just have to make a move.
[Dae]: Sooooooo ˋ︿ˊ
Jongdae rolls his eyes at his phone. Kyungsoo is relentless but Jongdae knows he's right. Kyungsoo doesn't reply, undoubtedly done with him, so Jongdae switches to the new message from Minseok.
[Minseok]: Almost done with errands. When are you guys showing up tonight?
[Dae]: Hopefully in two hours. Depends on how long it takes Baekhyun to get ready.
[Minseok]: Great. Well, let me know. Looking forward to seeing you dance.
[Dae]: Yah, I already told you I have two left feet.
[Minseok]: We'll see~
Jongdae stops himself from whining out loud, he doesn't need Baekhyun’s teasing because he knows the truth. Jongdae isn't exactly horrendous at dancing, but he's not good either. Baekhyun would tease him constantly back in the day and Jongdae likes to think he's improved since then. However, it's been awhile since he last danced outside of the apartment and he really doesn't want to make a fool of himself. By the looks of it, there's no way he's escaping so he'll try to accept his fate with some dignity.
Jongdae gets finished eating shortly after, leaving the two lovebirds on the couch so that he can get started getting ready.
He's had his outfit picked out since they made plans. He hasn't worn it in awhile, but the outfit always scored him attention when he went out. He's hoping it'll grab Minseok’s attention tonight. He slips on a white, loose, long sleeve tunic shirt before tugging on his tight leather pants, tucking one side of the shirt in afterwards. Next is the accessories, some rings and a couple of necklaces. Jongdae decides to style his hair some, leaving one side to sweep over his brow.
Jongdae stands in front of his bathroom mirror, hoping that this works. It's been a long time since he's felt the need to impress someone and he knows he doesn't need to impress Minseok. But he wants to.
“Jongdae~” Baekhyun’s voice brings him out of his thoughts and he turns around to head back into his room. “Hey, you ready-oh!” Baekhyun is standing in his doorway staring at Jongdae in surprise. “You look…”
“Like a disaster?” Jongdae grimaces and looks down at his clothes. Maybe he should've went the safe route, afterall.
“No!” Baekhyun shouts before biting down on his lip. “No. You look hot. Minseok is gonna be all over you, just you wait!”
Jongdae sags with relief. If Baekhyun thinks he looks good then it must be true. “Thanks, Baek. You two ready?”
Baekhyun looks back at Jongin, who is waiting by the door already ready to go. “Yep! We're ready. Message Minseok and tell him we'll be there in thirty.”
Jongdae does as he's told while trailing after Baekhyun and Jongin to Jongin’s car. Thankfully, Jongin is driving so Jongdae doesn't have to worry about dying before they get there.
[Dae]: Be there in 30!
[Minseok]: Okay, I'll see you guys when you get here. :)
Jongdae slips into the backseat of the car, buckling in and looking down at his phone. He wants to ask Minseok for a picture of what he's wearing, just so he can mentally prepare himself before they get there but he's not sure if it’s okay. At the point, Jongdae is really just a mess of nerves and excitement. He doesn't ask, instead he puts his phone away and enjoys the ride, joining Baekhyun in singing along to the radio.
When they get to the club there's already a bit of a line outside. Jongdae messages Minseok again to let him know they're outside waiting to get in and hopes that the wait isn't too long. He should've brought a jacket, his shirt isn't exactly the warmest.
Baekhyun is curled around Jongin, his whining muffled by Jongin’s shirt. “We should've came earlier.”
Jongdae is in the middle of agreeing when he hears his name being called from the entrance. Minseok is hanging out of the door, waving at them to come up. Baekhyun and Jongin are both looking at Jongdae, silently wondering if it's okay for them to skip the line, but Jongdae just shrugs and starts walking towards the door. Being friends with someone who works there must have it's perks, afterall.
It's not until they get through the door and pay that Jongdae can fully look at Minseok. Tight, distressed black jeans that outline his thick thighs and a tight, black button up that accentuates his toned chest. Jongdae can't help the heat spreading from his chest to his gut. He's almost worried that he got caught staring, but when he looks at Minseok’s face he knows that the stare down is mutual. Minseok catches his gaze and grins, grabbing Jongdae’s wrist and dragging him to the bar. Jongdae can sort of hear Baekhyun muttering about being forgotten, but his focus is more on the heat of Minseok’s hand on his skin.
Minseok orders them both something, refusing Jongdae’s money when he tries to pay, and hands Jongdae a drink. “Here, try this. I'm glad you guys made it finally.”
Jongdae takes a sip, preparing for it to be strong, but is surprised by how pleasant it tastes. “Wow, this isn't bad.”
“I know you're a lightweight, so I made sure to not get anything too heavy.” Minseok smirks and Jongdae tries not to feel mortified for being such a wimp when it comes to alcohol.
They sit at the bar with Baekhyun and Jongin, chatting away while enjoying their drinks. Eventually the other two leave them to go dancing and Jongdae tries to prolong the inevitable by drinking his drink as slowly as possible. The inevitable is really the inevitable though, because when he looks over Minseok is giving him a knowing look and Jongdae is totally caught.
Minseok takes the drink out of Jongdae’s hand. Jongdae’s weak protest dying in his throat when Minseok’s hand replaces the drink. “Come on, Jongdae. I'll lead.” Jongdae can't really say anything to that, letting Minseok lead him to the dance floor and pull him in close when they get towards the center.
Minseok really does take the lead. He moves Jongdae so that Jongdae’s back is to his chest, resting his hands on Jongdae’s hips. Jongdae can feel Minseok’s breath on his nape and can't help the shiver that travels down his body or the way his heart is beating in his chest. Another second and he can feel the smile on Minseok’s lips as they press up against shell of his ear. “Relax, I've got you. Just follow my lead.”
Minseok moves his hips to the beat, using his hands to move Jongdae’s with his. Jongdae follows as best as he can, the heat of Minseok’s body spreading throughout his. Another few words of encouragement, breath caressing his ear. “Good, you're doing so good.”
Once they get a rhythm and Minseok’s lips trail along his nape and exposed shoulder, Jongdae’s pretty sure that the small amount of alcohol has already burned off, no longer the cause of the heat in his gut. He's so dizzy with the heat of Minseok’s touch. This closeness, a line they hadn't really crossed yet, it's overwhelming. Jongdae drops his head back on Minseok’s shoulder, letting Minseok take advantage of his exposed throat. Minseok’s lips feel like sin against his skin, so so so hot. He can't help but wrap his arm around Minseok’s neck, pressing them even closer together, wanting Minseok to know that he wants.
Minseok hums against his throat, the vibrations almost making Jongdae whimper. All the doubt Jongdae had is being erased by Minseok’s lips, his fingers digging into Jongdae’s hips, his chest and hips pressing into him.
Half of him regrets not coming here with Minseok sooner, but the other half knows it’s better this way. it's more meaningful this way, they know each other and have survived even the most boring of tasks together. The only thought that can really form in his head is whether or not this is the heat of the moment for Minseok or something more. Jongdae can't stop himself from wanting more.
Minseok’s voice, hot breath on his ear, brings him back to the here and now. Minseok’s fingers are under the loose side of his shirt, pressing against his skin. “Why these pants?”
Jongdae smirks, glad that he's not the only one affected. He tilts his head enough to press his lips against Minseok’s ear, a small form of payback. “You don't like them?”
Jongdae turns his head away before Minseok can pull back and kiss him. He's being a tease and he knows it, but he doesn't want their first kiss to be in the middle of a club as cheesy as that sounds. Minseok retaliates by biting down on Jongdae’s ear, causing a full body shudder and Jongdae isn't sure how much longer he can last if this keeps up.
“I know you just got here, but let me take you home.” Minseok’s lips are back to trailing along his throat, his shoulder, back to his jaw. Jongdae just swallows and nods, not trusting his voice to give an appropriate response.
Once again Minseok leads him, off the dance floor, out of the club, and to Minseok’s car. They don't really speak on the way to Jongdae’s apartment, Minseok’s unoccupied hand gripping Jongdae’s thigh says more than enough. Jongdae shoots Baekhyun a message to let him know he left and puts his phone away so he can focus on just Minseok.
Somehow the ride home seems unbearably long and Jongdae is just about to die from frustration by the time they get there. Jongdae fumbles with the keys, trying to unlock the door, while Minseok’s hands are wandering, his lips attached to Jongdae’s throat once again.
Once Jongdae unlocks and opens the door, Minseok is pushing them through the doorway, closing the door and pushing Jongdae up against it. The moan that escapes Jongdae’s lips is absolutely filthy, he's on the edge, so desperate for this. They haven't kissed, their lips hovering, breath fanning over each other’s faces. Minseok’s hands slide down the back of his thighs and pull, yanking his legs up so Jongdae has no other choice but to wrap himself around Minseok. The strength in Minseok’s arms inciting all sorts of thoughts in Jongdae’s mind.
When their lips finally meet, it's like liquid fire. Jongdae’s moan muffled by Minseok’s mouth, he feels like he's going to melt into the door.
Minseok pulls away, kissing along Jongdae’s jaw, down his throat, and back up to his ear. “God, Jongdae, you're so hot.” Jongdae whimpers, the back of his head banging against the door. “So hot, as soon as I saw you at the club I just wanted to take you home.” Minseok nips and sucks at his throat, making Jongdae gasp, moan, claw at his back. When Minseok’s hips shift forward, they both let out a groan.
“Minseok, please.” Jongdae manages to slur out, intoxicated by the feel of Minseok pressing him into the solid door.
“Yeah.” Minseok seems to know exactly what Jongdae wants, carrying him to his bedroom with ease, Jongdae kissing what he can along the way.
Minseok tries to lower them both onto the bed, but ultimately fails and kind of drops him. Jongdae can't help but huff out a laugh. “Not as strong as I thought you were, I see.”
Minseok is grinning before smacking the inside of Jongdae’s thigh, making him moan from the sting. “The snark isn’t all gone, I see.”
“You can never get rid of the snark. That's just a part of me.” Jongdae smirks, eyeing Minseok who is kneeling between his legs. He can see the outline of Minseok’s half-hard cock thanks to the tight jeans.
Minseok crawls over him, dipping down for a kiss. “We'll see.”
Jongdae enjoys the challenge in Minseok’s eyes and bucks up in answer. They both moan at the brief contact before Minseok is pinning down Jongdae’s waist with one hand, the other threading through and pulling on Jongdae’s hair. The control Minseok has is making Jongdae shiver in anticipation.
“Is this okay?” Minseok whispers as he noses along Jongdae’s throat, kissing and nipping periodically.
“Yeah, yeah. Please.” Jongdae is desperate, his cock is suffocating in these tight pants and he’s been wanting this for awhile now.
Minseok makes quick work of Jongdae’s shirt, tossing it somewhere, and kisses at his newly exposed skin. Paying special attention to his nipples, licking and biting until Jongdae is a writhing mess, before making his way down to Jongdae’s pants.
Minseok doesn't take off Jongdae’s pants immediately, instead spending time sucking bruises into his hips while palming his cock through the leather. Jongdae is whimpering again by the time Minseok starts to drag down his pants, the relief of his cock finally being free short lived when Minseok takes the head into his mouth.
“Fuck, Min.” Minseok looks up at him, eyebrows raised at the nickname, but Jongdae could care less with the wet heat of Minseok’s mouth around him. Minseok doesn't seem to mind it either with the way he returns to mouthing at Jongdae’s cock while pulling his pants and shoes all the way off.
Minseok pulls away after a minute and starts getting himself undressed, Jongdae groaning at the loss of attention. He goes to stroke himself, but Minseok stops undressing long enough to swat his hand and give him a pointed look. Jongdae surrenders easily, moving his hands away from his own body and above his head. His cock is leaking precum on his stomach as he watches Minseok get undressed. Minseok’s soft cheeks are a deception for what’s hiding under his clothes; muscled arms, sculpted abs, strong thighs, thick cock. Jongdae wants to taste and touch, has never wanted so badly to worship another person’s body.
The touch of skin against skin when Minseok joins him back on the bed is electrifying and they both moan as their cocks touch. This has been going on too long, both of them are so close to the edge. Jongdae leans over just enough to feel around in his nightstand drawer for the lube and condoms, pausing briefly to moan when he feels Minseok’s mouth on him once more. He finally grabs the items and moves back, tossing them down next to Minseok.
Minseok works quickly, opening him up while continuing to lavish his cock and thighs with attention. Jongdae gets impatient, heels digging into the mattress, when Minseok stays at three fingers for more than a couple of minutes. “Ready, I'm ready, Min. Please.”
That's all the cue Minseok needs before he's putting a condom on and pressing the head of his cock against Jongdae’s rim. Minseok is so meticulous and thorough as he eases in, searching Jongdae’s face for any sign of discomfort and Jongdae can't help but pull him down and kiss him for it. When Minseok’s hips are flush against Jongdae’s ass, Jongdae lets out the lowest of moans, reveling in how absolutely full he feels. “So good, Min. God, you feel so amazing in me.”
Minseok presses his moan into Jongdae’s throat, his hips stuttering a little as he tries to remain in control. “You're so tight, Jongdae. So hot.”
Jongdae can't take it anymore, wants more, moves his own hips to feel more. Minseok takes the hint and begins to move, his thrusting quickly picking up speed, the slap of skin against skin loud in the room.
Jongdae manages to squeeze in “good”, “so good”, “yes, Min” between his moans until he can't, until the only thing he can manage to do is moan and breathe in the scent of Minseok.
Minseok keeps up his pace, alternating between thumbing and pinching Jongdae’s nipples and kissing him breathless. Murmurs of “You're taking me so well” and “So perfect” hot on his ear. Jongdae isn't sure how much longer he can last, wishes it could last forever as he claws down Minseok’s sweaty back, surely leaving marks that will last days.
Jongdae’s body feels like it's on fire and electrified at the same time, knows he's close and tells Minseok brokenly between moans. It's the hand around his cock that tips him over the edge and Jongdae cums with a shout of Minseok’s name. Minseok finishes a minute after, groaning Jongdae’s name into his throat.
Minseok doesn't collapse on him, but instead pulls out, much to Jongdae’s displeasure, and takes the condom off, tying it and throwing it away in the wastebin by Jongdae’s bed. Jongdae watches as he makes his way to the bathroom, the sound of water turning on briefly reaches Jongdae’s ears before Minseok is coming back and cleaning him off.
Jongdae is absolutely enamored, infatuated, crushing on Minseok. His heart's still pounding, but he's not sure if it's leftover from the sex or the overwhelming amount of feelings he has as Minseok slides into bed next to him and pulls him close.
“You okay?” Minseok is once again searching his face, his hand against Jongdae’s cheek and thumbing at his cheekbone.
Jongdae takes in a deep breath, trying to calm the rapid beating of his heart. Touching Minseok’s hand with his own, he nods. “Yeah, I'm perfect. You?”
The soft smile that graces Minseok’s face makes Jongdae’s breath catch in his throat. It speaks of pure adoration, affection, possibly love. Minseok leans in and kisses him gently. “Perfect.”
They don't speak past that, questions are left for in the morning when they're more awake. Instead they just share soft kisses until they both fall asleep, wrapped in each other's arms.
☆☆☆
“Jongdae, breakfast~” Baekhyun’s voice has never been as annoying as it is now.
Minseok is groaning into Jongdae’s shoulder. “Now I know what you mean. Is he ever quiet?”
Jongdae grins, laughing quietly. “Nope.” Snuggling closer to Minseok, Jongdae slides his hand up and down Minseok’s back, enjoying waking up to the pleasant heat of Minseok’s body pressed against his.
“Hm, stop rubbing me or we might have a round two.” Minseok mumbles, clearly still sleepy.
Jongdae nips at Minseok’s shoulder, heat pooling in his gut at the thought. Another thought comes to mind, though, that has Jongdae grinning once again. “We should, it'd be payback for all the times I've had to listen to Baekhyun get laid.”
Looking at him with one eye open, Minseok smirks before wiggling his way under the covers without a word. Jongdae barely has any warning then he’s gasping out Minseok’s name.
An hour or so later, Minseok convinces Jongdae that they should probably make an appearance, much to Jongdae’s displeasure. Baekhyun and Jongin are on the couch, cuddled up and watching TV. Baekhyun looks up at the sound of them entering the living room, smirking knowingly. “Food is in the microwave if you're hungry. I only made pancakes this time, I hope that's okay.”
“Thanks, Baek.” Jongdae drags Minseok to the kitchen, wanting to escape the cocky look in Baekhyun’s eyes. His friend is really the worst.
They start scarfing down the pancakes immediately, starving from all the energy they used up since last night. Jongdae smiles softly between bites when he feels Minseok caressing his leg with his foot. When Jongdae looks up, Minseok reaches over to brush some crumbs off his lips. Jongdae feels like melting and going up in flames all at the same time, so Jongdae does the next best thing and blurts out, “I like you.”
Minseok laughs quietly and gives Jongdae his signature gummy smile. “I like you too.”
“Are you boyfriends finally?” Baekhyun’s voice interrupts the moment, he's leaning against the kitchen doorway with Jongin draped across his back, chin digging into Baekhyun’s shoulder.
Jongdae glares at Baekhyun, but turns to Minseok, wanting to see his reaction. Minseok is already looking at him, smiling with a hopeful look.
They answer in unison. “Yeah.”
“Finally!” Baekhyun throws his hands up in the air, dislodging Jongin from his spot and misses the disgruntled look Jongin gives him. “I'm gonna go tell Kyungsoo.”
Jongdae whips his head around, whining. “You better not, Byun Baekhyun! I want to tell him!”
A cackle is the only answer he receives as Baekhyun walks away with Jongin in tow.
“So did you talk about me a lot to your friends?” Minseok brings him back to reality and Jongdae is absolutely mortified.
“Maybe.” Jongdae pouts, not liking being outed for possibly liking Minseok way before the feeling was mutual.
Minseok nudges him with his foot. “It's okay, I did too.”
Relief is such an amazing feeling and Jongdae is feeling so high with emotions right now. While Minseok is finishing the last of his pancakes, Jongdae decides to message Kyungsoo.
[Dae]: i'm dating Minseok now! ≧﹏≦
[Soo]: Baekhyun already told me. Congrats.
[Dae]: damn him, i told him i wanted to tell you. and thanks, i can't wait for you to meet him, Soo, i think you'll like him.
[Soo]: From how much you've told me, I feel like i already know him. But really, Dae, I'm glad you're happy.
[Dae]: thanks, Soo (oTωT)o
Minseok is looking at him fondly when he puts his phone down finally. It's a look that is familiar to Jongdae and he's surprised he didn't see the amount of affection in it until now. Denial really is a powerful thing. “So, Min, wanna go to the cafe later? I know it's Saturday, but I feel like today is the day for new beginnings.”
Minseok chuckles at the nickname, shaking his head in exasperation. That fond look is back on his face and Jongdae decides it's one of his favorite Minseok expressions, second only to the gummy smile. “Sure, Dae.”
It’s when they're at the cafe, much to the surprise of Chanyeol, drinking their drinks that Jongdae’s looking at Minseok laugh and thinking that he's never felt more lucky or excited for the future.
[ 1 | 2 | 3 ]End Note: Omg, if you've got to the end of this mess, then thank you so much for reading. I want apologize for the shitty porn, because it's my second time writing it (i'm so inexperienced with writing that stuff huhu). Comments are always welcome;; Once again, thank you so much for reading! Edit: I forgot to mention, during the whole time writing this, I was almost wanting to turn it into baekchen. I just really liked their friendship ripp;