internet boyfriends
internet boyfriends, set in same verse as hahaimtao
2931 words. for the third weekly challenge on xoxocamp.
sekai, mentioned chansoo&krishan. r.
dialogue F.
“I think maybe you should start seeing people again,” Sehun says very slowly, choosing his words in a semi-considerable manner, imagining what repercussions would take place if he were to use the wrong words. “I think that would be good.”
“Why don’t you do that, too?” Zitao asks him. The two are sitting outside, cross-legged on a bench near Sehun’s house. For some reason, there are a lot of benches near Sehun’s house and in Sehun’s neighborhood, not because he lives by a park or anything, but solely because there are a lot of benches, placed in random areas where this is more grass than concrete. “I think that would be good for our friendship.”
“Okay, I’ll see other people if you’ll see other people, too,” Sehun nods a few times and Zitao does as well.
yifan1990: u told him that..?
yifan1990: seems weird
sehun94: i just thought it would b better for the both of us lol
yifan1990: r u gonna do it?
sehun94: do what?
yifan1990: see other ppl maybe
sehun94: lol
yifan1990: what
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
yifan1990: hold that thought..
yifan1990 has gone offline.
It’s not that Sehun had completely ruled out ‘seeing other people’, more so that he is too ‘depressed’ and ‘lazy’ to go outside. He updates his Twitter with a ‘feeling unfit for social interaction..’ and rolls over in his bed gloomily, pulling the covers over his head with his iPhone right next to him. The bright screen seems to be brighter than three-year old child’s smile at a Toys R Us, but also makes Sehun feel ‘sad’ in an inexplicable way. He begins to think about avocadoes.
‘thinking about avocadoes..,’ he tweets. ‘feel like i could go for one rn..’
He pauses and stares at the 4-inch screen for ~7 minutes before tweeting, ‘feel like.. life would be a lt better if everyone was just a seemingly depressed avocado..’, after which he throws his iPhone down determinedly and with a very firm expression kicks his blankets off in a frustrated manner to go into his kitchen to see if he has any avocadoes. Before he leaves, he retrieves his iPhone to livetweet his kitchen visit.
‘why don’t we have any avocadoes’
‘wait i think i found them maybe’
‘i think i did’
‘wait’
‘they’re not ripe :(‘
Later, he meets goes to Panera, waiting outside for Joonmyun, who said he would be a few minutes late because he was dropping Yixing off at church. When Joonmyun finally arrives, Sehun tries to make his face do something that isn’t frown but feels like a frown is his default expression nowadays. “Hello,” he tries, very weakly so.
“Are you sad?” Joonmyun asks, completely skipping a greeting.
“Can we go inside?” Sehun asks, completely ignoring Joonmyun’s question.
Soon, they are seated at a table by a window, Sehun with a broccoli cheddar soup in a bread bowl and Joonmyun with his garden vegetable and pesto in a regular bowl. After Sehun finishes eating his side (bread) before his meal, Joonmyun says, “Stop eating depression in the form of carbohydrates.”
“What?” Sehun asks, genuinely confused. He shoves spoonfuls and spoonfuls of soup into his mouth after asking and all Joonmyun does is click his tongue (‘tsk’) and roll his eyes. “What?”
“Why are you so sad?” Joonmyun asks. “Is it because of Zitao?”
“I’m not sad at all,” Sehun’s eyebrows furrow and he keeps eating, his bites getting delivered in a more hostile manner each time. “I’m just.. eating..”
“Um,” Joonmyun states, very point-and-blankly. “You seem very violent and irritable.”
“Maybe because I’m on every drug ever,” Sehun blinks a few times and his eyebrows relax. “I guess I’m just lonely is all.. I haven’t really been doing much.”
“I think you should start dating again,” Joonmyun mutters between a bite of his soup and his side (an apple). “I feel like it would benefit you greatly.”
“Uh, no I don’t think I will,” Sehun glares at Joonmyun. “I’m too lazy to go outside to look for someone to date.”
“Just do it online then.”
Lying down in his bed, listening to Young Galaxy while scrolling through his Twitter timeline, Sehun finds himself saying and thinking the word ‘fuck’ too many times. His finger becomes sore from speed reading the tweets, so he cracks his knuckles, setting his iPhone down, and then buries his face into his pillow, screaming very aimlessly at nothing about nothing. He feels like dying a very metaphorically, like he should fall into an abyss and be recorded as a ‘21st century metaphor’ for ‘the distressed teen’.
He is only taken out of his reverie when his iPhone receives three notifications, all back to back in a very blippy-beepy manner. Stopping his yelling, he reaches over blindly for his cellular device, bringing his head up slightly to look at the screen once his phone is in his hand, realizing that he has three notifications from Twitter.
Kim Jongin favorited your Tweet
1d: feel like.. life would be a lt better if everyone was just a seemingly depressed avocado..
Kim Jongin favorited your Tweet
1d: why don’t we have any avocadoes
Kim Jongin favorited your Tweet
1d: they’re not ripe :(
Sehun blinks a few times and throws his phone down next to him, marking the favorites as the work of a spambot.
Kim Jongin, Sehun learns, is not a spambot. Kim Jongin is a very weird boy that has, apparently, been laughing at Sehun’s tweets for a while now, only recently having found the courage to send Sehun an ‘@’ mention. He’s a secret admirer of sorts, and Sehun isn’t sure how to feel about it.
Their friendship begins on Twitter but soon leads to Skype after a direct message Sehun sends to Jongin reads, ‘feel like i want to kno u bettr.. could i have ur skype? i think we could be besties’
jongin94: is this working??
sehun94: hello i think so
jongin94: oh.. hi.. hehe
sehun94: uh hi.. lol
sehun94: i say that w/.. a very ‘giddy’ expression, knowing ur skype finally works
jongin94: o yea that took me longer than thought. i thought i was actually good at the computer too
sehun94: i think it took me a month to learn tumblr
jongin94: that seems kind of weak
jongin94: no offense
sehun94: it’s okay i regret learning it
jongin94: me too.. think i’ve spent over ten months of my life scrolling rly aimlessly and looking at pictures of half-naked twelve yr olds
sehun94: lol.. yea.. that’s funny, me too
jongin94: we have a lot in common, i think
sehun94: what else do u think we have in common
jongin94: um.. well what’s ur favorite food
sehun94: avocadoes
jongin94: lol.. i really like potatoes
sehun94: like raw?? weird
jongin94: no like maybe fried
sehun94: damn
jongin94: carb-loadin
sehun94: my friend told me to ‘stop eating depression in the form of carbohydrates’
sehun94: lol
jongin94: lol what a funny guy
sehun94: yeah he runs a vegan blog
jongin94: even funnier
sehun94: bro
jongin94: bro..
sehun94: bro....
jongin94: bro............
sehun94: wait lol we’re supposed to be getting to know e/o
jongin94: oh right lol what should we say
sehun94: uhhhh what do u do for a living
sehun94: like what do u do besides internet bc u seem to be online 24/7
jongin94: lol generally b/c i always have internet w/ me. sometimes i do like.. modeling.. lol..
jongin94: like at target sometimes they want an ethnic model and they’ll just call me
sehun94: u must be a stunner.. dont think i’ve ever seen a selfie of urs
jongin94: i dont rly do selfies. i might be in the last target catalog for this hat thing
sehun94: maybe i’ll go look at it when i go to target next
sehun94: i go to target a lot, for some reason
jongin94: what about u
sehun94: what about me..
sehun94: like.. what do i do??
jongin94: yeah
sehun94: everything
jongin94: jesus..
sehun94: lol but really.. i work at the library mon thru fri from two to six.. and then in the rest of my time i write articles for this local art mag
jongin94: art? books i saw coming.. but art? weird. doesn’t seem to suit u. i think books is good for u
sehun94: am so lit
jongin94: ya like so lit
jongin94: so lit i could see ur flame 30 miles away
sehun94: r u flrting w/ me
jongin94: ya maybe i think
sehun94: lmao..
jongin94: bro..
jongin94: wait i have to go
jongin94: i actually have to do things tomorrow.. odd
sehun94: aw man.. ttyl then
jongin94: yeah.. see ya
jongin94: hey r u online??? i did my thing
sehun94: peek-a-boo
jongin94: wtf
sehun94: how was it
jongin94: it was okay. they said my feet were too small but i would have to do
sehun94: what..
jongin94: i was doing a shoe thing
sehun94: oh
sehun94: makes sense
sehun94: brb
jongin94: will be here
Sehun stares at his phone, thinking about if he should log off of his mobile Skype or not. He sits in a circle with his friends, Chanyeol and Kyungsoo, who are kind of a couple but not really dating, and they all are planning to ingest ~80mg of MDMA each. Sehun is a hundred percent sure that Chanyeol and Kyungsoo will start kissing after the high kicks in, because for some reason, they kiss a lot more when they’re on MDMA. He’s not even quite sure why he’s with the other two, he feels somewhat like a third wheel on a bicycle.
sehun94: did ~80mg MDMA 20 min. ago
sehun94: my friends are making out in front of me rn
jongin94: dont u have someone to make out w/ too??
sehun94: third-wheeling like really hard lbh.. have been third-wheeling for a long time
jongin94: lbh?
sehun94: i think i mean either ‘tbh’ or ‘lbr’
sehun94: ‘lbr’ would’ve been less accurate i feel
sehun94: considering u dont rly.. know my relationship stuff lol
jongin94: would i be taking advantage of ur MDMA high if i were to ask?
sehun94: lol not rly i probably would tell u even if i weren’t on drugs all the time
jongin94: i don’t think u ever signed the D.A.R.E. pledge
sehun94: maybe i did
sehun94: IDK i think i mgiht’ve signed a na ab stiencne pleged
sehun94: lolw tf sorry i was walking away from my friends that are making out
sehun94: feel nauseous thinking about it
sehun94: i wish someone would make out w/ me
sehun94: :(
sehun94: where r u
sehun94: don’t leave me plz
sehun94: i think i’m very lonely right now
sehun94: come back
jongin94: are you okay
jongin94: i’m right here
jongin94: okay sorry
sehun94: i felt like u hated me for
sehun94: ~80 seconds
jongin94: sorry
jongin94: i don’t even know
jongin94: i hope you’re okay..
jongin94: i think u should just busy urself
jongin94: i forgot what an MDMA high feels like but i remember
jongin94: the crash being really bad
sehun94: am i crashing early
sehun94: i am so..
sehun94: alone
jongin94: i’m right here
jongin94: kind of
sehun94: i wish
sehun94: i bet you would make out w/ me
sehun94: if you were here probably
jongin94: probably
jongin94: i hope ur not just saying that
sehun94: i don’t think i am
sehun94: yeah i dont think so
jongin94: okay
sehun94: i feel like
sehun94: i’ll regret saying that..
On a whim, Jongin decides to ingest MDMA with a few of his friends as well, third-wheeling almost as hard as Sehun did a few weeks ago. Kris and Lu Han are both high on ~75 mg (each) and so is Sehun, sitting in a corner watching the other two nuzzle each other on the cheek.
jongin94: ~75mg
sehun94: mdma?
sehun94: alone?
jongin94: yes / third wheeling
jongin94: i think they’re touching e/o’s dicks
sehun94: gross
jongin94: would you touch my dick
jongin94: if u were here
sehun94: probbly maybe
sehun94: i feel like that would maybe
sehun94: be a good idea
jongin94: would be weird..
jongin94: lol..
jongin94: my only friends are in a relationship w/ e/o
jongin94: what do i do now
sehun94: don’t you have other friends
sehun94: even i have single friends
jongin94: no
sehun94: yikes
jongin94: well i know this other guy
jongin94: but we aren’t on very good terms
jongin94: we were like
jongin94: friends w/ benefits
sehun94: gross
jongin94: yeah i think he’ll hate me for the next
jongin94: ~10 days
sehun94: what happened
jongin94: i think i accidentally ignored him for a short amount of time
sehun94: what
jongin94: yeah there were a few days where i didn’t leave the house at all
jongin94: and i just stayed home and talked to you on the www
sehun94: weird..
jongin94: you’re like
jongin94: weird..
jongin94: like..
jongin94: my only friend maybe i feel
sehun94: are you okay
jongin94: would you make out w/ me
sehun94: i would yes
jongin94: and you would touch my dick
sehun94: yes probably
jongin94: will you regret saying this
sehun94: no
jongin94: you said you would
jongin94: regret saying it
jongin94: when you were high
sehun94: i feel.. not anymore.. i think
sehun94: i think i’m okay
jongin94: let’s have sex
sehun94: um.. i live two states
sehun94: away from you
jongin94: like on skype
jongin94: like skype sex
sehun94: okay
jongin94: 1000% serious
sehun94: me too
sehun94: i would let you see my dick through the internet
jongin94: right now?
sehun94: really
sehun94: yes
jongin94: i’m going to find an empty bathroom
sehun94: i’ll be here
Jongin clumsily searches through most of the rooms in Kris and Lu Han’s apartment for the bathroom, seeming to have forgotten where it was after ingesting MDMA. When he finally finds it, he locks himself in and props his iPhone up against a cabinet, sitting down on the ground.
Incoming video call from jongin94.
Sehun is sitting in his computer chair when he hears the familiar sound of an incoming Skype call. With a semi-anxious heart, he picks up, wondering if it’ll be the same anymore after they’ve done the dirty through their cameras. He thinks about all of this as he waits for Jongin’s video to load, the white circle spinning around and around.
“Hi,” Jongin says. “Can you see me?
“Not ye-,” Sehun cuts himself off once he sees Jongin’s image on his large computer screen. “There you are.”
“Is it weird? Is this weird? Should we not? I don’t think we should,” Jongin purses his lips together and seems to lick his bottom lip in thought. “But I want to do it. Sehun, should we do it?”
“Uh,” Sehun says. Truthfully, he hasn’t gotten over Jongin’s appearance. Sure, he’s seen a few selfies here and there, but seeing Jongin sitting against a wall and having a camera between seemingly long legs, Sehun wants to scream. “I think so.”
“Okay, we’ll do it, then,” Jongin mutters and begins to work his pants off. Sehun hears the sound of unbuttoning, feeling weird about being caught in a sexual situation on the internet. “You have to take off your pants for this to work, too.”
“Oh, right, sorry,” Sehun mumbles before his fingers begin pushing down his (embarrassing) pair of pajama pants. “It’s been a while since I’ve done something like this, yeah.”
“Just start touching yourself,” Jongin pulls his dick out of his pants and Sehun is a bit stunned, but all he does is reach up to fix his webcam’s position so that Jongin is able to see the majority of his body and his cock, which he is currently wrapping his fingers around. “Just.. like that, yeah.”
Jongin’s breath sounds nice but also crackly with the help of shitty 4G and maybe even shittier WiFi, but Jongin’s voice coaxing him to keep going allows Sehun to get half (if not fully) hard. A few (<20) minutes later, the both of them are hard and their cocks are standing at ‘full-attention’, waiting to be touched. Sehun already feels wound up and Jongin feels like he could go all night just casually touching his dick.
“Keep going,” Jongin says, noticing the way that Sehun has stilled. Jongin’s jeans are pulled around his ankles and his legs are spread so his iPhone can fit between them. Sehun looks comfortable. “Just.. keep doing it.”
Sehun nods and licks his lower lip with the tip of his tongue and keeps going and going until Jongin stops coaxing him and cums with a scrunch of the face and a soft groan. Messily, Sehun cums all over his hand approximately ten seconds after Jongin does. The two sit there in silence, regaining their breath.
When it seems that the both of them are breathing normally again, Jongin says, “We should be internet boyfriends, I think.”
“What?” Sehun asks, raising an eyebrow.
“So,” Jongin drawls very quietly, a small smirk appearing on his features. “What do you say?”
“Oh my God.” Sehun mutters, the shock of what’s going on finally hitting him.
“I know you probably didn’t expect it,” Jongin mumbles.
“Oh my God.” Sehun thinks that he should say no -- he’s not ready for an internet friend with benefits, he doesn’t think.
“Um,” Jongin utters. “Is that a no?”
“Oh my God.” Sehun repeats his initial phrase, unable to say much more.
“Is it, um, a yes then?” Jongin asks one final question.
“Oh my God.”
2931 words. for the third weekly challenge on xoxocamp.
sekai, mentioned chansoo&krishan. r.
dialogue F.
“I think maybe you should start seeing people again,” Sehun says very slowly, choosing his words in a semi-considerable manner, imagining what repercussions would take place if he were to use the wrong words. “I think that would be good.”
“Why don’t you do that, too?” Zitao asks him. The two are sitting outside, cross-legged on a bench near Sehun’s house. For some reason, there are a lot of benches near Sehun’s house and in Sehun’s neighborhood, not because he lives by a park or anything, but solely because there are a lot of benches, placed in random areas where this is more grass than concrete. “I think that would be good for our friendship.”
“Okay, I’ll see other people if you’ll see other people, too,” Sehun nods a few times and Zitao does as well.
yifan1990: u told him that..?
yifan1990: seems weird
sehun94: i just thought it would b better for the both of us lol
yifan1990: r u gonna do it?
sehun94: do what?
yifan1990: see other ppl maybe
sehun94: lol
yifan1990: what
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
sehun94: lol
yifan1990: hold that thought..
yifan1990 has gone offline.
It’s not that Sehun had completely ruled out ‘seeing other people’, more so that he is too ‘depressed’ and ‘lazy’ to go outside. He updates his Twitter with a ‘feeling unfit for social interaction..’ and rolls over in his bed gloomily, pulling the covers over his head with his iPhone right next to him. The bright screen seems to be brighter than three-year old child’s smile at a Toys R Us, but also makes Sehun feel ‘sad’ in an inexplicable way. He begins to think about avocadoes.
‘thinking about avocadoes..,’ he tweets. ‘feel like i could go for one rn..’
He pauses and stares at the 4-inch screen for ~7 minutes before tweeting, ‘feel like.. life would be a lt better if everyone was just a seemingly depressed avocado..’, after which he throws his iPhone down determinedly and with a very firm expression kicks his blankets off in a frustrated manner to go into his kitchen to see if he has any avocadoes. Before he leaves, he retrieves his iPhone to livetweet his kitchen visit.
‘why don’t we have any avocadoes’
‘wait i think i found them maybe’
‘i think i did’
‘wait’
‘they’re not ripe :(‘
Later, he meets goes to Panera, waiting outside for Joonmyun, who said he would be a few minutes late because he was dropping Yixing off at church. When Joonmyun finally arrives, Sehun tries to make his face do something that isn’t frown but feels like a frown is his default expression nowadays. “Hello,” he tries, very weakly so.
“Are you sad?” Joonmyun asks, completely skipping a greeting.
“Can we go inside?” Sehun asks, completely ignoring Joonmyun’s question.
Soon, they are seated at a table by a window, Sehun with a broccoli cheddar soup in a bread bowl and Joonmyun with his garden vegetable and pesto in a regular bowl. After Sehun finishes eating his side (bread) before his meal, Joonmyun says, “Stop eating depression in the form of carbohydrates.”
“What?” Sehun asks, genuinely confused. He shoves spoonfuls and spoonfuls of soup into his mouth after asking and all Joonmyun does is click his tongue (‘tsk’) and roll his eyes. “What?”
“Why are you so sad?” Joonmyun asks. “Is it because of Zitao?”
“I’m not sad at all,” Sehun’s eyebrows furrow and he keeps eating, his bites getting delivered in a more hostile manner each time. “I’m just.. eating..”
“Um,” Joonmyun states, very point-and-blankly. “You seem very violent and irritable.”
“Maybe because I’m on every drug ever,” Sehun blinks a few times and his eyebrows relax. “I guess I’m just lonely is all.. I haven’t really been doing much.”
“I think you should start dating again,” Joonmyun mutters between a bite of his soup and his side (an apple). “I feel like it would benefit you greatly.”
“Uh, no I don’t think I will,” Sehun glares at Joonmyun. “I’m too lazy to go outside to look for someone to date.”
“Just do it online then.”
Lying down in his bed, listening to Young Galaxy while scrolling through his Twitter timeline, Sehun finds himself saying and thinking the word ‘fuck’ too many times. His finger becomes sore from speed reading the tweets, so he cracks his knuckles, setting his iPhone down, and then buries his face into his pillow, screaming very aimlessly at nothing about nothing. He feels like dying a very metaphorically, like he should fall into an abyss and be recorded as a ‘21st century metaphor’ for ‘the distressed teen’.
He is only taken out of his reverie when his iPhone receives three notifications, all back to back in a very blippy-beepy manner. Stopping his yelling, he reaches over blindly for his cellular device, bringing his head up slightly to look at the screen once his phone is in his hand, realizing that he has three notifications from Twitter.
Kim Jongin favorited your Tweet
1d: feel like.. life would be a lt better if everyone was just a seemingly depressed avocado..
Kim Jongin favorited your Tweet
1d: why don’t we have any avocadoes
Kim Jongin favorited your Tweet
1d: they’re not ripe :(
Sehun blinks a few times and throws his phone down next to him, marking the favorites as the work of a spambot.
Kim Jongin, Sehun learns, is not a spambot. Kim Jongin is a very weird boy that has, apparently, been laughing at Sehun’s tweets for a while now, only recently having found the courage to send Sehun an ‘@’ mention. He’s a secret admirer of sorts, and Sehun isn’t sure how to feel about it.
Their friendship begins on Twitter but soon leads to Skype after a direct message Sehun sends to Jongin reads, ‘feel like i want to kno u bettr.. could i have ur skype? i think we could be besties’
jongin94: is this working??
sehun94: hello i think so
jongin94: oh.. hi.. hehe
sehun94: uh hi.. lol
sehun94: i say that w/.. a very ‘giddy’ expression, knowing ur skype finally works
jongin94: o yea that took me longer than thought. i thought i was actually good at the computer too
sehun94: i think it took me a month to learn tumblr
jongin94: that seems kind of weak
jongin94: no offense
sehun94: it’s okay i regret learning it
jongin94: me too.. think i’ve spent over ten months of my life scrolling rly aimlessly and looking at pictures of half-naked twelve yr olds
sehun94: lol.. yea.. that’s funny, me too
jongin94: we have a lot in common, i think
sehun94: what else do u think we have in common
jongin94: um.. well what’s ur favorite food
sehun94: avocadoes
jongin94: lol.. i really like potatoes
sehun94: like raw?? weird
jongin94: no like maybe fried
sehun94: damn
jongin94: carb-loadin
sehun94: my friend told me to ‘stop eating depression in the form of carbohydrates’
sehun94: lol
jongin94: lol what a funny guy
sehun94: yeah he runs a vegan blog
jongin94: even funnier
sehun94: bro
jongin94: bro..
sehun94: bro....
jongin94: bro............
sehun94: wait lol we’re supposed to be getting to know e/o
jongin94: oh right lol what should we say
sehun94: uhhhh what do u do for a living
sehun94: like what do u do besides internet bc u seem to be online 24/7
jongin94: lol generally b/c i always have internet w/ me. sometimes i do like.. modeling.. lol..
jongin94: like at target sometimes they want an ethnic model and they’ll just call me
sehun94: u must be a stunner.. dont think i’ve ever seen a selfie of urs
jongin94: i dont rly do selfies. i might be in the last target catalog for this hat thing
sehun94: maybe i’ll go look at it when i go to target next
sehun94: i go to target a lot, for some reason
jongin94: what about u
sehun94: what about me..
sehun94: like.. what do i do??
jongin94: yeah
sehun94: everything
jongin94: jesus..
sehun94: lol but really.. i work at the library mon thru fri from two to six.. and then in the rest of my time i write articles for this local art mag
jongin94: art? books i saw coming.. but art? weird. doesn’t seem to suit u. i think books is good for u
sehun94: am so lit
jongin94: ya like so lit
jongin94: so lit i could see ur flame 30 miles away
sehun94: r u flrting w/ me
jongin94: ya maybe i think
sehun94: lmao..
jongin94: bro..
jongin94: wait i have to go
jongin94: i actually have to do things tomorrow.. odd
sehun94: aw man.. ttyl then
jongin94: yeah.. see ya
jongin94: hey r u online??? i did my thing
sehun94: peek-a-boo
jongin94: wtf
sehun94: how was it
jongin94: it was okay. they said my feet were too small but i would have to do
sehun94: what..
jongin94: i was doing a shoe thing
sehun94: oh
sehun94: makes sense
sehun94: brb
jongin94: will be here
Sehun stares at his phone, thinking about if he should log off of his mobile Skype or not. He sits in a circle with his friends, Chanyeol and Kyungsoo, who are kind of a couple but not really dating, and they all are planning to ingest ~80mg of MDMA each. Sehun is a hundred percent sure that Chanyeol and Kyungsoo will start kissing after the high kicks in, because for some reason, they kiss a lot more when they’re on MDMA. He’s not even quite sure why he’s with the other two, he feels somewhat like a third wheel on a bicycle.
sehun94: did ~80mg MDMA 20 min. ago
sehun94: my friends are making out in front of me rn
jongin94: dont u have someone to make out w/ too??
sehun94: third-wheeling like really hard lbh.. have been third-wheeling for a long time
jongin94: lbh?
sehun94: i think i mean either ‘tbh’ or ‘lbr’
sehun94: ‘lbr’ would’ve been less accurate i feel
sehun94: considering u dont rly.. know my relationship stuff lol
jongin94: would i be taking advantage of ur MDMA high if i were to ask?
sehun94: lol not rly i probably would tell u even if i weren’t on drugs all the time
jongin94: i don’t think u ever signed the D.A.R.E. pledge
sehun94: maybe i did
sehun94: IDK i think i mgiht’ve signed a na ab stiencne pleged
sehun94: lolw tf sorry i was walking away from my friends that are making out
sehun94: feel nauseous thinking about it
sehun94: i wish someone would make out w/ me
sehun94: :(
sehun94: where r u
sehun94: don’t leave me plz
sehun94: i think i’m very lonely right now
sehun94: come back
jongin94: are you okay
jongin94: i’m right here
jongin94: okay sorry
sehun94: i felt like u hated me for
sehun94: ~80 seconds
jongin94: sorry
jongin94: i don’t even know
jongin94: i hope you’re okay..
jongin94: i think u should just busy urself
jongin94: i forgot what an MDMA high feels like but i remember
jongin94: the crash being really bad
sehun94: am i crashing early
sehun94: i am so..
sehun94: alone
jongin94: i’m right here
jongin94: kind of
sehun94: i wish
sehun94: i bet you would make out w/ me
sehun94: if you were here probably
jongin94: probably
jongin94: i hope ur not just saying that
sehun94: i don’t think i am
sehun94: yeah i dont think so
jongin94: okay
sehun94: i feel like
sehun94: i’ll regret saying that..
On a whim, Jongin decides to ingest MDMA with a few of his friends as well, third-wheeling almost as hard as Sehun did a few weeks ago. Kris and Lu Han are both high on ~75 mg (each) and so is Sehun, sitting in a corner watching the other two nuzzle each other on the cheek.
jongin94: ~75mg
sehun94: mdma?
sehun94: alone?
jongin94: yes / third wheeling
jongin94: i think they’re touching e/o’s dicks
sehun94: gross
jongin94: would you touch my dick
jongin94: if u were here
sehun94: probbly maybe
sehun94: i feel like that would maybe
sehun94: be a good idea
jongin94: would be weird..
jongin94: lol..
jongin94: my only friends are in a relationship w/ e/o
jongin94: what do i do now
sehun94: don’t you have other friends
sehun94: even i have single friends
jongin94: no
sehun94: yikes
jongin94: well i know this other guy
jongin94: but we aren’t on very good terms
jongin94: we were like
jongin94: friends w/ benefits
sehun94: gross
jongin94: yeah i think he’ll hate me for the next
jongin94: ~10 days
sehun94: what happened
jongin94: i think i accidentally ignored him for a short amount of time
sehun94: what
jongin94: yeah there were a few days where i didn’t leave the house at all
jongin94: and i just stayed home and talked to you on the www
sehun94: weird..
jongin94: you’re like
jongin94: weird..
jongin94: like..
jongin94: my only friend maybe i feel
sehun94: are you okay
jongin94: would you make out w/ me
sehun94: i would yes
jongin94: and you would touch my dick
sehun94: yes probably
jongin94: will you regret saying this
sehun94: no
jongin94: you said you would
jongin94: regret saying it
jongin94: when you were high
sehun94: i feel.. not anymore.. i think
sehun94: i think i’m okay
jongin94: let’s have sex
sehun94: um.. i live two states
sehun94: away from you
jongin94: like on skype
jongin94: like skype sex
sehun94: okay
jongin94: 1000% serious
sehun94: me too
sehun94: i would let you see my dick through the internet
jongin94: right now?
sehun94: really
sehun94: yes
jongin94: i’m going to find an empty bathroom
sehun94: i’ll be here
Jongin clumsily searches through most of the rooms in Kris and Lu Han’s apartment for the bathroom, seeming to have forgotten where it was after ingesting MDMA. When he finally finds it, he locks himself in and props his iPhone up against a cabinet, sitting down on the ground.
Incoming video call from jongin94.
Sehun is sitting in his computer chair when he hears the familiar sound of an incoming Skype call. With a semi-anxious heart, he picks up, wondering if it’ll be the same anymore after they’ve done the dirty through their cameras. He thinks about all of this as he waits for Jongin’s video to load, the white circle spinning around and around.
“Hi,” Jongin says. “Can you see me?
“Not ye-,” Sehun cuts himself off once he sees Jongin’s image on his large computer screen. “There you are.”
“Is it weird? Is this weird? Should we not? I don’t think we should,” Jongin purses his lips together and seems to lick his bottom lip in thought. “But I want to do it. Sehun, should we do it?”
“Uh,” Sehun says. Truthfully, he hasn’t gotten over Jongin’s appearance. Sure, he’s seen a few selfies here and there, but seeing Jongin sitting against a wall and having a camera between seemingly long legs, Sehun wants to scream. “I think so.”
“Okay, we’ll do it, then,” Jongin mutters and begins to work his pants off. Sehun hears the sound of unbuttoning, feeling weird about being caught in a sexual situation on the internet. “You have to take off your pants for this to work, too.”
“Oh, right, sorry,” Sehun mumbles before his fingers begin pushing down his (embarrassing) pair of pajama pants. “It’s been a while since I’ve done something like this, yeah.”
“Just start touching yourself,” Jongin pulls his dick out of his pants and Sehun is a bit stunned, but all he does is reach up to fix his webcam’s position so that Jongin is able to see the majority of his body and his cock, which he is currently wrapping his fingers around. “Just.. like that, yeah.”
Jongin’s breath sounds nice but also crackly with the help of shitty 4G and maybe even shittier WiFi, but Jongin’s voice coaxing him to keep going allows Sehun to get half (if not fully) hard. A few (<20) minutes later, the both of them are hard and their cocks are standing at ‘full-attention’, waiting to be touched. Sehun already feels wound up and Jongin feels like he could go all night just casually touching his dick.
“Keep going,” Jongin says, noticing the way that Sehun has stilled. Jongin’s jeans are pulled around his ankles and his legs are spread so his iPhone can fit between them. Sehun looks comfortable. “Just.. keep doing it.”
Sehun nods and licks his lower lip with the tip of his tongue and keeps going and going until Jongin stops coaxing him and cums with a scrunch of the face and a soft groan. Messily, Sehun cums all over his hand approximately ten seconds after Jongin does. The two sit there in silence, regaining their breath.
When it seems that the both of them are breathing normally again, Jongin says, “We should be internet boyfriends, I think.”
“What?” Sehun asks, raising an eyebrow.
“So,” Jongin drawls very quietly, a small smirk appearing on his features. “What do you say?”
“Oh my God.” Sehun mutters, the shock of what’s going on finally hitting him.
“I know you probably didn’t expect it,” Jongin mumbles.
“Oh my God.” Sehun thinks that he should say no -- he’s not ready for an internet friend with benefits, he doesn’t think.
“Um,” Jongin utters. “Is that a no?”
“Oh my God.” Sehun repeats his initial phrase, unable to say much more.
“Is it, um, a yes then?” Jongin asks one final question.
“Oh my God.”