Them Wild Boys: 2740
Pairing: Mino/Seungyoon
Rating: PG
Summary: Seungyoon finds the whole 2740 situation funny.
Word Count: 824
Notes: MinYoon canon drabble no.5!
Mino scrunched his nose, unsure whether to be offended that Seungyoon was literally rolling on the floor laughing at his misery, or humiliated that he even gave the other boy the chance to mock him like this. All he knew was he was too tired to decide, too tired to think, too tired to do anything. So he settled for a sigh and waited for Seungyoon to collect himself. After a while, Seungyoon rose to his feet, dabbing his fingers at the corners of his eyes.
“What were you thinking?” Seungyoon asked, trying to suppress another chuckle.
“I wasn’t,” Mino replied dejectedly, flopping down on the couch. He removed his cap and ran a hand over his head. It was still strange to have almost all of his hair gone, but he liked it. It made him feel like his old self. “God I’m so dumb. People were walking around with numbers on their clothes and I didn’t even notice.”
Mino was exhausted and sleep-deprived. Not to mention, his back was sore from sitting inside the van almost all day. Feeling the soft cushion, he leaned back against the couch and closed his eyes. The scene of his audition played in his head and the corners of his mouth tugged up by a fraction. At least there’s a silver lining.
He felt the couch dip, and soon a set of fingers laced through his. Mino opened his eyes and turned to his side. Seungyoon was looking at him with a smile. “You were very excited to be there, to feel the energy of your old world. You saw your friends and the competition was forgotten. I don’t think that’s dumb at all. It was a little careless, but not dumb.”
Mino shifted in his seat and inched closer. Seungyoon’s presence was comforting, and he allowed himself to lean his head on the leader’s shoulder. It was like magic - Seungyoon’s effect on him. He could feel his exhaustion wear off gradually as he breathed in Seungyoon’s scent. He smelled like Mino’s favorite soap and he couldn’t help but nuzzle his nose against Seungyoon’s jaw. “You should be scolding me, not comforting me.”
“Nah, I’ll let Taehyun do that. You missed his birthday.”
“Fuck,” Mino whispered, recalling saying something along the lines of auditioning early so he can come home for Taehyun’s birthday dinner with the members. “That little shit is going to use this against me, isn’t he?”
Seungyoon let out a throaty giggle and used his free hand to lightly stroke Mino’s cheek. “It’s almost five AM. You should rest.”
Mino drew back to get a good look at Seungyoon’s face. The leader’s eyelids were heavy, the rings under his eyes evident. He knew Seungyoon got up early that morning, too, to film for his web drama. He was probably as exhausted as Mino was.
“You didn’t have to wait for me, you know,” he spoke, feeling a little guilty and very concerned.
“I wanted to. Besides, I wouldn’t have been able to sleep anyway. Too nervous.”
Mino wasn’t expecting Seungyoon to wait, but he hoped he would. As selfish as it might be, he wanted nothing more than to come home to this.
Mino leaned forward and caught Seungyoon’s lips. He tasted minty and sweet. His hand made its way to Seungyoon’s nape, pulling him in and deepening the kiss. Seungyoon gasped and threw his body forward, pushing Mino to lie on his back. From there, Seungyoon took control and Mino gladly let him, reveling in the sensation of Seungyoon’s tongue delving deep as he ran his hands over the expanse of Seungyoon’s bare back. Mino didn’t know how he still had the energy for this, but he and his body could never resist Seungyoon.
Eventually, Seungyoon pulled back a little, but still hovered over him. Mino took that chance to catch his breath as he stared back at the younger boy whose tousled hair and much redder lips looked even more tempting. But he stopped himself from doing anything and just waited silently, knowing that something was obviously on Seungyoon’s mind. Seungyoon ran his eyes over Mino’s features and sucked in his lower lip. “You really look like you could use some sleep.”
Mino felt a mixture of disappointment and relief. As much as he wanted Seungyoon, he didn’t know if he could last if things went further.
“Sleep with me?”
Seungyoon lifted a brow. “Please tell me you’re suggesting we actually sleep.”
“I am,” Mino replied with a grin. “But I can’t guarantee I’ll behave when I wake up. I’ve had a really rough day and I could only think of one way to cheer myself up.”
Seungyoon quickly pushed himself off of Mino. He took his hand and pulled the rapper to his feet. “Come on, number 2740,” Seungyoon smirked, leading Mino to the direction of his room. “At least with me, you’ll never have to get in line.”
Rating: PG
Summary: Seungyoon finds the whole 2740 situation funny.
Word Count: 824
Notes: MinYoon canon drabble no.5!
Mino scrunched his nose, unsure whether to be offended that Seungyoon was literally rolling on the floor laughing at his misery, or humiliated that he even gave the other boy the chance to mock him like this. All he knew was he was too tired to decide, too tired to think, too tired to do anything. So he settled for a sigh and waited for Seungyoon to collect himself. After a while, Seungyoon rose to his feet, dabbing his fingers at the corners of his eyes.
“What were you thinking?” Seungyoon asked, trying to suppress another chuckle.
“I wasn’t,” Mino replied dejectedly, flopping down on the couch. He removed his cap and ran a hand over his head. It was still strange to have almost all of his hair gone, but he liked it. It made him feel like his old self. “God I’m so dumb. People were walking around with numbers on their clothes and I didn’t even notice.”
Mino was exhausted and sleep-deprived. Not to mention, his back was sore from sitting inside the van almost all day. Feeling the soft cushion, he leaned back against the couch and closed his eyes. The scene of his audition played in his head and the corners of his mouth tugged up by a fraction. At least there’s a silver lining.
He felt the couch dip, and soon a set of fingers laced through his. Mino opened his eyes and turned to his side. Seungyoon was looking at him with a smile. “You were very excited to be there, to feel the energy of your old world. You saw your friends and the competition was forgotten. I don’t think that’s dumb at all. It was a little careless, but not dumb.”
Mino shifted in his seat and inched closer. Seungyoon’s presence was comforting, and he allowed himself to lean his head on the leader’s shoulder. It was like magic - Seungyoon’s effect on him. He could feel his exhaustion wear off gradually as he breathed in Seungyoon’s scent. He smelled like Mino’s favorite soap and he couldn’t help but nuzzle his nose against Seungyoon’s jaw. “You should be scolding me, not comforting me.”
“Nah, I’ll let Taehyun do that. You missed his birthday.”
“Fuck,” Mino whispered, recalling saying something along the lines of auditioning early so he can come home for Taehyun’s birthday dinner with the members. “That little shit is going to use this against me, isn’t he?”
Seungyoon let out a throaty giggle and used his free hand to lightly stroke Mino’s cheek. “It’s almost five AM. You should rest.”
Mino drew back to get a good look at Seungyoon’s face. The leader’s eyelids were heavy, the rings under his eyes evident. He knew Seungyoon got up early that morning, too, to film for his web drama. He was probably as exhausted as Mino was.
“You didn’t have to wait for me, you know,” he spoke, feeling a little guilty and very concerned.
“I wanted to. Besides, I wouldn’t have been able to sleep anyway. Too nervous.”
Mino wasn’t expecting Seungyoon to wait, but he hoped he would. As selfish as it might be, he wanted nothing more than to come home to this.
Mino leaned forward and caught Seungyoon’s lips. He tasted minty and sweet. His hand made its way to Seungyoon’s nape, pulling him in and deepening the kiss. Seungyoon gasped and threw his body forward, pushing Mino to lie on his back. From there, Seungyoon took control and Mino gladly let him, reveling in the sensation of Seungyoon’s tongue delving deep as he ran his hands over the expanse of Seungyoon’s bare back. Mino didn’t know how he still had the energy for this, but he and his body could never resist Seungyoon.
Eventually, Seungyoon pulled back a little, but still hovered over him. Mino took that chance to catch his breath as he stared back at the younger boy whose tousled hair and much redder lips looked even more tempting. But he stopped himself from doing anything and just waited silently, knowing that something was obviously on Seungyoon’s mind. Seungyoon ran his eyes over Mino’s features and sucked in his lower lip. “You really look like you could use some sleep.”
Mino felt a mixture of disappointment and relief. As much as he wanted Seungyoon, he didn’t know if he could last if things went further.
“Sleep with me?”
Seungyoon lifted a brow. “Please tell me you’re suggesting we actually sleep.”
“I am,” Mino replied with a grin. “But I can’t guarantee I’ll behave when I wake up. I’ve had a really rough day and I could only think of one way to cheer myself up.”
Seungyoon quickly pushed himself off of Mino. He took his hand and pulled the rapper to his feet. “Come on, number 2740,” Seungyoon smirked, leading Mino to the direction of his room. “At least with me, you’ll never have to get in line.”