Work Text:
When Seonghwa and Minho exchanged numbers during Kingdom, Minho hadn’t expected Seonghwa to contact him so soon.
It was expected but not a mere week after the show had finished. Minho feels his cheeks flush as he remembers the phone call, yes the phone call, not even a text.
He doesn’t know if his cheeks get red over how his voice pathetically stuttered during the call, the embarrassment lingering long afterwards, or the fact that this was happening and he was about to go for a candlelit meal with Seonghwa.
Oh fuck. He was about to go for a meal with Seonghwa.
He stood in front of the mirror and smoothed out his suit once again, looking down at his watch and checking his phone for a message before staring at his face.
Get yourself together He told himself in his head, his nostrils flaring as he let out another shaky breath. He wasn’t sure why he was like this, usually he was fine.
He had this habit of putting on this front with Seonghwa. He tried to hide his nervousness and his true feeling towards the elder yet Seonghwa saw straight through him and there had been too many times where he was seconds away from dropping the act and falling to Seonghwa’s feet.
His phone buzzed.
hwa x
The car is outside, I got us a limo x
Minho gawked at the message. A limo? This suddenly seemed far too real.
He grabbed his wallet, ran down the stairs and passed the boys on his way. He dismissed their whistles are there stupid comments and went out the door, greeted by the silent night apart from the car’s engine.
There was Seonghwa, standing by the open door, glowing against the car lights. Minho could faint.
“Hurry up, I’m freezing..” Seonghwa teased, a shy look on his face as he awkwardly waited for Minho to jog over. When Minho got to the door the two of them were extremely close, Minho waiting next to Seonghwa almost as if he was expecting a kiss but the elder just stood there holding the door open, cluelessly.
“No kiss for me?” Minho pouted, regaining his confidence that he had momentarily lost as he looked up at Seonghwa’s shaky eyes.
Seonghwa was taken back, his mouth opening and closing as he tried to form a sentence but instead it was too late.
Minho was in the car and he was still standing with the door open, looking ever so out of place considering he was now waiting for no one but himself.
He closed it with a huff, going to open his own door and sitting next to a smirking Minho.
He knew this night would truly be interesting.
♛
The car ride was short and sweet, making Minho wonder why Seonghwa had decided to spend so much on all the fancy things.
He dared to ask why, he knew Seonghwa would come out with something witty, far wittier than what Minho could even muster right now.
The tension in the car was thick. The two would constantly look back and forth at the driver as something to do, anything to avoid the way they were acting around each other.
Seonghwa tried to creep his hand closer to Minho’s, his stomach filling with butterflies at the thought of Minho catching on with his plan or even pulling away from him. In the end, he kept his hands to himself.
Minho knew what Seonghwa was trying to do.
The rest of the ride consisted of nothing after the silent occurrence.
♛
Once they arrived however, Minho thought whatever pep talk Seonghwa must’ve given himself in the car had worked a treat.
He gracefully helped Minho out of the car, taking his hand in his and guiding him to the door as the luxurious place. Minho tried not to absolutely freak out, just letting himself get guided to the entrance.
“Hello there, do you have a reservation?” The kind lady at the door asked them both, fingers tapping away at her computer.
Seonghwa was the one to speak “no no, me and my boyfriend here were wondering if we could have a table for 2.”
Minho almost choked on the air. Boyfriend? Oh, this changed things.
The woman smiled and gathered two menu’s and showed them to the back of the room, a booth for the two of them.
“Enjoy…”
She had barely left, not even taken a step before Minho had to say something.
“Boyfriend? What are you playing at?” He asked the smirking man in front of him, Seonghwa simply shrugging as he let his jacket hang off the back of his chair.
“I felt like it was amusing…” Seonghwa answered without looking at Minho, simply sitting in his seat and browsing the menu.
Minho scowled and sat in his own seat, taking to studying Seonghwa instead of looking at the menu.
“Not hungry?” Seonghwa questioned. It was like he was watching Minho, without paying any mind to him.
It was fascinating.
“I’m thirsty more than anything…” Minho said quietly, looking at the back of the menu where the drinks were.
Seonghwa hummed, finally looking away from the menu and catching Minho’s eye.
“You know I-“
“Hey there! Are you ready to order?”
Beat you to it, Minho said with his eyes, smiling towards the woman.
“I think just some drinks for now..” Minho answered, looking towards Seonghwa for more direction.
“We’ll have the house red please..” Seonghwa smiled, uncrossing his legs as he snapped the menu shut, swiftly passing it to the waitress.
Once she had left the two looked at each other, in silence.
“I’m presuming you like wine..” Seonghwa let his tongue drag over his bottom lip as he leant forward, his eyes sparkling as watched Minho’s breath hitch.
Minho decided to one up him, also leaning forward but placing his hand on top of Seonghwa’s hand that was resting on the table, watching the elder’s eyes go wide as Minho smirked.
“I love the stuff..” Minho replied, his thumb pressing Seonghwa’s knuckles gently.
Seonghwa bit back a smirk.
“I got that impression from you, you must need it a lot…”
Minho looked at him with confusion, that’s when the wine came.
“Here you go…” the woman said cheerfully, pouring them both half a glass to try.
They both took a sip, maintaining eye contact.
Seonghwa moaned at the taste, Minho went red.
“It’s gorgeous, we’ll have it…”
The waitress was off again and Minho still had a question burning in his mind.
“I might need it?” He asked slowly, the confusion laced in his voice as he took another sip.
“Well of course…” Seonghwa replied so quickly. “All the pressures of being an idol for one and with such a big part of the group, you must need time to unwind.”
Minho laughed in disbelief and folded his arms, eyes never leaving Seonghwa.
“I find plenty of stress relief and ways to ‘deal with the pressure’ thank you very much..”
Seonghwa nodded, which Minho could see was not a nod that believed what he was saying.
“ Don’t you think you should let someone look after you once in a while?”
Minho swirled the wine in his glass, a bitter look on his face as he slumped back in his chair, Seonghwa’s smile still as wide as ever.
“It doesn’t work like that….you clearly don’t know me..”
Seonghwa giggled and placed his glass on the table.
“Oh, no I do… you, just can’t see what you need yet..”
Another silence. This time, the tension felt thicker, if possible.
“What do I need then?” Minho said harshly, his eyes dark as he looked back at Seonghwa who seemed to be looking lustfully at him, teasing almost.
Minho saw every single one of Seonghwa’s moves.
Seonghwa slumped down in his chair, his leg going up and Minho held back a gasp as he felt a foot pressed to his crotch.
“You tell me mommy, what do you need?”
Minho felt the blood rush to his dick, his domineer suddenly changing ever since that word was brought into the equation.
Seonghwa winked and pressed his foot against him harder, rubbing it slowly and mirroring Minho’s movements of the mouth hanging open, small pants leaving him.
“You’re copying me..” Minho whimpered out, resisting the urge to throw his head back in defeat.
“I sure am..” Seonghwa smiled, taking his foot away much to Minho’s dismay.
“Mommy shouldn’t be so crude..” Minho pouted, smirking as he saw the now sudden change in Seonghwa.
Seonghwa wanted to scream at the name, it felt too good.
They both sat there panting.
♛
The pair rushed to get into the bathroom, practically kicking the door down as Minho pushed Seonghwa up against the wall, kissing him roughly and unbuttoning his stubborn shirt, whining into the kiss as Seonghwa shushed him.
“You’re so eager..” he whispered against Minho’s lips, undoing his own buttons while Minho had almost ripped his shirt, now undoing his belt and trousers before pulling Seonghwa into a stall.
“You’ve been teasing me all night, relentlessly…” Minho complained, kissing Seonghwa again, the pair of them kissing messily and gasping for air between each kiss.
Seonghwa hummed through the kisses as he listened to Minho rant about how unfair he had been all night.
“Let’s not act like you didn’t do the same..” Seonghwa muttered, grabbing Minho’s hand and slowly bringing his hand to his lips, sucking on two of his fingers and lathering them in spit.
Minho soon went quiet, his eyes focusing on how Seonghwa’s lips wrapped perfectly around his fingers.
“You take them so well, mommy…” Minho groaned, fucking his fingers in Seonghwa’s move as the boy breathed heavily, trying to control himself while Minho fed his arousel.
Minho pulled his fingers from the boy’s mouth, watching as Seonghwa whined at the loss, getting hooked on Minho’s fingers alone.
He pushed Seonghwa against the wall, the boy giggling as the cold tiles hit his bare chest as he waited patiently for Minho. Minho teased him, rubbing his wet fingers at Seonghwa’s entrance, the boy beneath him shivering at the feeling.
Barley minutes later, Seonghwa was fucking himself on Minho’s fingers, begging to have more, he needed more.
“Minho, seriously…” he gasped between hushed moans, his hands now flat against the wall as he felt the need for more.
Minho pulled a condom from his discarded trousers pocket, ignoring the small laugh from Seonghwa before putting it on, lining himself up with Seonghwa.
“Go, just do it, I need you…” Seonghwa whimpered, his words getting tangled as Minho listened, groaning as he felt his tightness as the elder was around him.
He gradually moved faster, fucking Seonghwa deep and slow, his mind clouded with too many thoughts as he listened to the boy he was fucking.
The bathroom door opened, Minho started to panic slightly, Seonghwa saw it as an opportunity.
“Fuck me harder mommy, fuck me so good…” he whispered, fucking himself already, his head going back as he tried to cover his own moans.
Minho moaned and pathetically fucked up into the boy, listening to Seonghwa hiss at him.
“Look at you, you’re moaning so loud it’s like you want to be caught…” Seonghwa teased him, reaching over and slapping Minho’s thigh softly when he heard the door close again.
Minho was seeing stars. He was so close, unbearably close and with Seonghwa being impatient and fucking himself along with Minho’s thrusts he didn’t know what to do with himself.
“Cum for me mommy, cum so hard…”
It was like Seonghwa read his mind, again. He was fixed.
He thought he’d need to hold us longer, just that bit longer until Seonghwa opened his mouth again.
“You feel so good, so fucking big inside me…”
Minho came, shaking as he cursed and let the word that had been itching in his mind for so long, thrown around so much that it almost felt like routine.
“m-mommy fuck, cumming so hard it’s so good…”
He heard Seonghwa groan after that, a whimper mixed as the boy hunched over, no longer able to fuck himself back on Minho’s cock as he became sensitive, leaning back on Minho for support.
Another silence, mixed with panting of course.
♛
As Minho stumbled back into the dorm to 7 awaiting eyes he couldn’t help but giggle.
“Well? How was it?”
“Did you have fun?”
“What did you do?”
“You look happy! It must’ve been good..”
“Did you kiss?”
“Did you hold hands?!”
“Don’t bombard him with questions….but seriously, was it nice?”
Minho shrugged with a smirk.
“It was fine…”