My prisoner | minsung

🕊time pass by🕊

A week had passed.

Everything was pretty much the same, jisung teasing Minho the whole time. He'd get really close to Chan just to see that look in his eyes, that angry and menacing look he loved so much. Jisung would also purposely drop things on the floor in the shortest shorts he had, knowing Damn well that Minho was looking at him.

This tension kept piling up and nobody was doing anything about it, only making their needs worst.

Since that night with the walkie-talkie, they hadn't had any more sort of sexual contact, at least not as much as that day. They were suppressing their needs and hoping it wouldn't all crash on them.

That was until today.

Minho walked over to the shower room with his towel. They basically had a room specifically made to take showers and had about four of them in the same room with no doors between them.

It was Minhos time to relax but he froze when he saw Jisung walking in the same direction as him, holding a towel as well.

"This isn't happening" Minho groaned as they both arrived to the door and stared at each other.

"Stay outside" jisung told him and walked in, but the older one wasn't going to let that happen in any way.

"Hell no, you get out" he walked in as well and closed the door behind him but then he saw that Jisung already took his shirt off, tossing it aside. Jisung looked back at him with a bored expression and rolled his eyes.

"Fine, share" the younger one then took his pants off, which left him with only his underwear.

"N-no sharing, just get out-" Jisung threw his pants in Minho's face and laughed, he was practically fuming.

He angrily took them off his face and froze up when he saw that Jisung was right in front of him, looking up into his eyes.

"Are you sure...?" He looked breathtaking, his body was perfect in every line and curve.

"I eh..." he hesitated, completely wrapped around Jisung's finger. He could lose it all now, give up and slam Jisung against the wall of the shower. But would he give in?

Jisung then walked away to one of the showers and turned the water on, waiting for it to be the perfect temperature.

Minho started to take off his shirt, his pants off as well. Jisung couldn't lie, his chest was even better then what he expected, it was perfectly cut into abs and his arm muscle were out of this world.

"Are you going to take your underwear off...?" Minho asked, now both of them only wearing that.

Minho walked to the wall opposite of Jisung's and started his own shower, the water now being louder in the room.

Jisung smiled and tossed his underwear aside, but since they were backwards, they only saw each other's backs.

"I see how it is..." Minho took off his own and kept glancing over at Jisung, how perfect he looked. He was making this so damn hard, all he wanted to do was kiss every single part of him, slamming him against the wall and taking what he wanted. To have him stripped and weak under his own touch, it sounded way too good to be true.

He washed his hair, trying his best not to turn around because he knew it would only make things more complicated down there.

He slide his hair back as water fell down to hit feet, jisung not once turning around to see him.

"Jisung...the walls of this room are sound proof?" Minho asked, clenching his fists together. He was trying to convince himself that he was right for doing what he was about to do.