[fic] flow it show it (hair hair hair)
flow it show it (hair hair hair)
pg13 - yoomin
summary: yoochun likes changmin's hair. [inspiried by watching the "lovin' you" offshot movie too many times and loving changmin's hair in it way too much.]
"god i fucking love your hair like this." yoochun runs his fingers through changmin's hair, again and again and again and his mouth traces the curve of changmin's shoulder.
"you love everything about me." changmin grins and tugs yoochun closer by slipping his fingers just inside his sweatpants and it doesn't matter that the edge of the kitchen counter digs into his back.
"true, but i really fucking love your hair." yoochun's voice has dropped and it's greasy and corny but it makes changmin shiver nonetheless. yoochun leaves his shoulder to leave kisses at the edge of his jaw, one of his hands sliding out of his hair to wrap around his waist and drum a song against his hip.
changmin turns his head to catch yoochun's mouth with his. "you only like me for my looks? what are you, jaejoong hyung?"
yoochun bites down just a little too hard on changmin's bottom lip. "don't be a brat."
changmin slips his hand further into yoochun's pants, and yoochun groans softly. "but you like me best when i'm a brat."
yoochun's answer is a harder kiss and a harder push against the kitchen counter and another slide of his fingers in changmin's hair that ends with clothes strewn across the kitchen floor.
pg13 - yoomin
summary: yoochun likes changmin's hair. [inspiried by watching the "lovin' you" offshot movie too many times and loving changmin's hair in it way too much.]
"god i fucking love your hair like this." yoochun runs his fingers through changmin's hair, again and again and again and his mouth traces the curve of changmin's shoulder.
"you love everything about me." changmin grins and tugs yoochun closer by slipping his fingers just inside his sweatpants and it doesn't matter that the edge of the kitchen counter digs into his back.
"true, but i really fucking love your hair." yoochun's voice has dropped and it's greasy and corny but it makes changmin shiver nonetheless. yoochun leaves his shoulder to leave kisses at the edge of his jaw, one of his hands sliding out of his hair to wrap around his waist and drum a song against his hip.
changmin turns his head to catch yoochun's mouth with his. "you only like me for my looks? what are you, jaejoong hyung?"
yoochun bites down just a little too hard on changmin's bottom lip. "don't be a brat."
changmin slips his hand further into yoochun's pants, and yoochun groans softly. "but you like me best when i'm a brat."
yoochun's answer is a harder kiss and a harder push against the kitchen counter and another slide of his fingers in changmin's hair that ends with clothes strewn across the kitchen floor.