sparks
Sparks
KangMin, fluff, PG, 382 words
Sungmin hums a song under his breath, moving around his living room lightly. He stops, smile spread across his face and hears the door bell ringing. He runs over and swings the door open quickly. It’s Kangin here, again. He left just minutes ago after they had a nice talk.
“Forgot something?” Sungmin asks surprised, Kangin passing him.
“In fact, yes,” Kangin smiles and minifies the gap between their bodies.
“What then?”
“This,” Kangin whispers, his mouth being just a few centimeters away from SungMin’s (whose eyes wide as buttons) and captures his lips in a quick kiss. Before Sungmin could react or say something, it’s over, and Kangin is already walking out of his apartment, saying, “Besides you look beautiful today.”
Long after he is gone, Sungmin recovers and touches his lips with his fingertips right there where Kangin had just lied his own.
The rest of the evening he spends singing more loudly than before and almost forgets to watch his favorite show.
--
The very next day Kangin comes with a flower, looking better than ever before, but Sungmin had just come home, slightly tired, hair messy, nothing really to be proud of.
“That’s for you,” Kangin hands him the flower and walks in. Sungmin would have tried to work on his looks, if he knew that Kangin will come. Sungmin pouts to himself, while going to find a proper vase.
“Why so sulky today? I thought that you’d like to see me,” Kangin’s arms are suddenly around him, when he is filling the vase with water. His heart beating fasting double time and he almost stutters to find an answer.
“Of course I’m happy,” Sungmin answers enthusiastically, his hand putting the flower in the vase, and he turns around, still being in the embrace.
“That’s good because I missed you,” Kangin kisses his temple and his nose and goes lower on his neck, tickling slightly, touching almost gently.
And it’s more than Sungmin expected today, they quite can’t stop when started, kissing, exploring and a lot more. Somewhere then one of them says words, which change something between them (because it holds the magic they weren’t aware of).
“I love you.”
Sparks fly between them.
--
When morning comes, it’s not a dream; Kangin is right beside him.
KangMin, fluff, PG, 382 words
Sungmin hums a song under his breath, moving around his living room lightly. He stops, smile spread across his face and hears the door bell ringing. He runs over and swings the door open quickly. It’s Kangin here, again. He left just minutes ago after they had a nice talk.
“Forgot something?” Sungmin asks surprised, Kangin passing him.
“In fact, yes,” Kangin smiles and minifies the gap between their bodies.
“What then?”
“This,” Kangin whispers, his mouth being just a few centimeters away from SungMin’s (whose eyes wide as buttons) and captures his lips in a quick kiss. Before Sungmin could react or say something, it’s over, and Kangin is already walking out of his apartment, saying, “Besides you look beautiful today.”
Long after he is gone, Sungmin recovers and touches his lips with his fingertips right there where Kangin had just lied his own.
The rest of the evening he spends singing more loudly than before and almost forgets to watch his favorite show.
--
The very next day Kangin comes with a flower, looking better than ever before, but Sungmin had just come home, slightly tired, hair messy, nothing really to be proud of.
“That’s for you,” Kangin hands him the flower and walks in. Sungmin would have tried to work on his looks, if he knew that Kangin will come. Sungmin pouts to himself, while going to find a proper vase.
“Why so sulky today? I thought that you’d like to see me,” Kangin’s arms are suddenly around him, when he is filling the vase with water. His heart beating fasting double time and he almost stutters to find an answer.
“Of course I’m happy,” Sungmin answers enthusiastically, his hand putting the flower in the vase, and he turns around, still being in the embrace.
“That’s good because I missed you,” Kangin kisses his temple and his nose and goes lower on his neck, tickling slightly, touching almost gently.
And it’s more than Sungmin expected today, they quite can’t stop when started, kissing, exploring and a lot more. Somewhere then one of them says words, which change something between them (because it holds the magic they weren’t aware of).
“I love you.”
Sparks fly between them.
--
When morning comes, it’s not a dream; Kangin is right beside him.